The two bodyguards exchanged glances and swallowed hard. It was clear their hands were trembling, making it difficult to hold their guns steady. They were just bodyguards, not the Zheng family's trained death warriors! As Song Qiao had said, the Third Madam was exceptionally favored in the Zheng family. If they were to injure her, being fed to the dogs by Zheng Huihong would be a light punishment! Facing such consequences, who would dare to fire rashly?
Under the immense tension of the two men, a sharp crack sounded again from the Third Madam's face! After two consecutive slaps, the Third Madam's previously frosty face was swollen and red, much like a drunken man. Her bulging cheeks pressed her high nose in the middle, making her look utterly unappealing. This filled the Third Madam with shame and fury, and she nearly wept as she sniffled.
"Stop hitting me, I'll pay you back!"
"I'll pay you back, alright!"
The Third Madam glared fiercely at the two bodyguards. Clearly, she was venting all her grievances onto them, shouting and roaring at them.
"You useless sacks of rice, if you're not going to shoot, what are you holding your guns for?"
"Hurry and notify finance to transfer the money!"
Song Qiao pulled out his bank card from his pocket and casually tossed it to one of the bodyguards.
"The odds were 1.6. I bet 300 million. Let your finance department calculate how much you owe me."
"If it's even a single yuan short, I'll slap her."
Upon hearing this, the Third Madam immediately panicked. Not to mention anything more, if they were short a million or two, would her face still be worth anything? She quickly calculated the sum in her mind and, before the bodyguards departed, shouted loudly.
"180 million! Don't get it wrong!"
About five minutes later, the two bodyguards rushed back. They carefully placed the bank card on the ground and gently pushed it towards Song Qiao.
"Check your text messages, it should have arrived."
Song Qiao nodded. "I've seen the message, not a cent is missing."
"Then hurry up and let our boss go!"
"No rush, Jiang Rou's money hasn't been paid back yet."
Song Qiao looked down at the Third Madam with amusement and said with a smile.
"It's the same for her money. If it's short one yuan, I'll slap you."
As Song Qiao spoke, Jiang Rou also took out a bank card from her pocket and handed it to the two bodyguards. Before she could even state the amount, the Third Madam quickly shouted.
"300 million! Her money, including principal and interest, is a total of 300 million!"
It was evident that she was truly afraid of being hit. The Third Madam, who was usually arrogant and overbearing, was now trembling like a startled bird. The bodyguards took another bank card and rushed out again.
Another five minutes passed. Jiang Rou looked at Song Qiao and said, "My money has also arrived."
As soon as she finished speaking, the two bodyguards returned. Jiang Rou picked up the bank card from the ground and looked at Song Qiao, asking how they should leave.
Song Qiao glanced at the two bodyguards and saw that they had put away their guns.
"Tell them to get out of the way!"
"Hurry and get out of the way!" The Third Madam was now incredibly well-behaved and docile. Under duress, she was obliging, which was much more pleasing to the eye than before.
The two bodyguards dared not disobey and quickly stepped aside, clearing the passage. The Third Madam could no longer bear the soreness in her wrists and the stinging swelling on her face. She snapped at Song Qiao, "Aren't you going to let me go?"
Song Qiao nodded, found his footing, and threw her out.
"Ouch!" A scream was heard, followed by the sound of the Third Madam falling to the ground and a string of curses, the finest American vernacular.
Song Qiao clapped his hands and grumbled irritably.
"In this day and age, debts paid, money returned, it's simple and clear. Why the drama?"
Although the money was in hand, Jiang Rou didn't feel much relieved. Instead, she became more anxious.
"Let's get out of here quickly. We should still be able to leave before she calls someone."
Faced with Jiang Rou's urgency, Song Qiao was calm and patient.
"No rush to leave. She mentioned Young Master Xu just now, right?"
"Then we'll wait for this Young Master Xu today! He might even be an acquaintance."
As Song Qiao expected, people like the Third Madam didn't learn their lesson. As soon as she got up from the ground, she quickly hid aside and made a phone call to gather reinforcements.
"Notify Young Master Xu. Tell him some troublemakers have come to the establishment and killed three or four of his dogs!"
"Da Niu was also killed by him!"
After finishing the call, the Third Madam, surrounded by her subordinates, maintained what she considered a safe distance from Song Qiao. She stared fixedly at the detestable duo, gritting her teeth and warning them, "The money is easy to take, but I fear you won't live to spend it!"
Song Qiao waved at her and said with a smile.
"Your face doesn't hurt anymore, does it? Come here, let me hit you a couple more times."
"You're shameless!" The Third Madam quickly raised her hands to shield her cheeks. In her heart, she was seething with rage, wishing she could tear him into a million pieces right then and there!
Twenty minutes quickly passed, and Song Qiao had indeed patiently waited for this long. Finally, one of the Third Madam's subordinates jogged up and whispered, "Boss, Young Master Xu is here!"
The instant she heard this news, the Third Madam's swollen and contorted face turned sinister and vicious. She raised her slender finger and pointed it directly at Song Qiao, unmercifully declaring his fate.
"You're dead today!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a man took the lead, cursing loudly.
"Damn it! Who the hell is tired of living to dare kill my dog!"
"Get the hell out here!"
To ensure Song Qiao's demise, the Third Madam had already dragged Da Niu's corpse from the dog fighting arena and processed it, fabricating a scenario where Song Qiao secretly used tricks to make it lose and then get it brutally bitten to death. Young Master Xu kept the dogs there primarily to hone their ferocity. If they died on the dog fighting arena, Young Master Xu would have nothing to say and couldn't hold Song Qiao responsible. After all, Song Qiao was just a gambler, and it was the Third Madam who had arranged Da Niu's opponent! However, to suggest that Song Qiao had ambushed Da Niu was enough to make Young Master Xu's face darken with murderous intent!
"What? To win money, he ambushed my dog during the match?"
The Third Madam pointed to a stone deeply embedded in Da Niu's front leg and cried out mournfully.
"Not only that, Young Master Xu! He also shot and killed three Mastiffs!"
"Those three hadn't even entered a competition yet!"
As she spoke, the crowd parted, and the Third Madam ushered Young Master Xu forward. Pointing at Song Qiao, she said fiercely, "It's him!"
While the opponent was arriving, Jiang Rou had been racking her brain, trying to figure out which Young Master Xu in Modu could make even the Third Madam wary. But the moment she saw the newcomer, she suddenly realized. This Young Master Xu was from the capital!
"No, no, no, Young Master Xu, please listen to us, we absolutely did not ambush your dog."
"As for the remaining three, it was because this woman ordered them to bite us."
"We were acting in self-defense, so we had to shoot them."
Having confirmed the opponent's identity, Jiang Rou began to feel uneasy. She quickly tried to explain, clearly not wanting to offend this Young Master Xu. However, unexpectedly, he was also an unreasonable fellow and immediately began cursing at Jiang Rou.
"Self-defense? Who the hell gave you permission to defend yourself?"
"My dogs biting you is your honor! You should be grateful!"
Jiang Rou was slightly stunned, and her eyes glazed over as she softly mumbled, "How could this be..."
At this moment, Song Qiao chuckled and said, "Long time no see, still so arrogant?"