Somewhere in the suburbs of Beijing.
Song Yun patted the shoulder of a young man in front of him and said, "Zhao Wangquan's revenge has finally been avenged. You all should head to Sunan next. That's my territory; they won't find you there!"
"Thank you, Brother Song!"
One of them grabbed Song Yun's hand and said, "Thank you for your help, Brother Song. If it weren't for you, we couldn't have avenged Brother Zhao so easily. Even though there were some misunderstandings between Brother Zhao and you when he was alive, I believe Brother Zhao would be grateful to you if he knew in the afterlife!"
"Hehe, I just can't stand some people pretending to be virtuous after doing dirty deeds." Song Yun shrugged with a smile and said, "You better leave quickly; everyone is looking for you now!"
"Thank you, Brother Song!"
The group expressed their gratitude as they got into the car.
As the car drove away, Song Yun picked up his phone and made a call.
"Leave no one alive!"
