Reborn and Counterattack: The CEO's Powerful Sweetheart

Chapter 1068 - 1067: Kid, I’m Gonna See Blood Today

Driven to desperation, this is how it must be.Up till now, he hasn’t been given any way out...

Ma Zongyu shivered, but he understood that now he must make the final decision.

If he doesn’t, he might be headed for a dead end.

The big cleaver was still in Song Zihua’s hand, hovering, ready to drop at any moment.

Ma Zongyu’s heart was racing, unable to find any peace, he said, "Sir Song, my worthless life isn’t worth dirtying your hands... Sir Song, I beg you, spare me..."

Even at this moment, he held onto a shred of hope, wishing Song Zihua wasn’t serious, and wouldn’t really chop off his hand.

Ma Zongyu hoped desperately, but Song Zihua wouldn’t hesitate.

Song Zihua’s patience was completely worn out, he raised his hand and said, "Kid, I’m going to see blood today!"

He wasn’t merely frightening Ma Zongyu, nor was he doing this just to scare him, he was truly enraged.

When Song Zihua raised his hand, he was indeed determined; if Ma Zongyu didn’t react at the crucial moment, the blade would undoubtedly come down.

The situation had become a point of no return.

Just one moment away, everything could completely vanish into thin air.

Ma Zongyu was extremely uneasy, his legs turned to jelly.

He could perhaps try to remarry after a divorce...

But if he lost a hand, he’d be crippled for life.

This thought echoed in his mind, deeply ingrained and unforgettable.

Ma Zongyu didn’t wait for Song Zihua to react, he grabbed the cold card immediately, saying, "I... I choose money..."

There was no better option left.

He didn’t want to die...

He didn’t want to be crippled...

So this was the only path left for him.

Ma Zongyu made the best choice possible, but even so, he was scared out of his wits.

The men in black stepped aside upon seeing this, no longer restraining him.

Ma Zongyu, like a puddle of mud, collapsed weakly on the ground, a foul stench arose from him, he was so spineless that he wet his pants...

Song Zihua saw this and chuckled, tossing the big cleaver aside, he sneered, "Ma Zongyu, have you really thought it over? You’re truly choosing money over your wife?"

"I’ve thought it over, she’s not worth it, not worth it..." Ma Zongyu was terrified, collapsed on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, all his strength spent, he said, "Sir Song, I choose money... I choose money..."

To Ma Zongyu, nothing in this world was more important than money; money could buy him everything he wanted, like his hand, for example.

Temporarily letting go of Ding Suzhu was nothing...

After all, he’d let his wife sleep with others out of fear.

"It’s fucking disgusting!" Song Zihua glared at him coldly, as if he was looking at a dead man, and said, "Drag him out, don’t let him be an eyesore!"

"Yes, Sir Song." The men in black responded promptly.

Without another word, they stepped forward with a flurry, dragging Ma Zongyu like a dead dog, paying no heed to his feelings, as long as he wasn’t in Sir Song’s sight.

"Wait!" Song Zihua frowned slightly, then said, "Make sure he signs the divorce agreement before leaving!"