Dong Li stubbornly stood in the hall of the Dong Mansion, meeting Dong Zhuo's gaze without the slightest fear.

He didn't kneel, although Dong Zhuo ordered him to kneel, but Dong Zhuo didn't care about the terrible aura emanating from his father's body at all, stiffened his neck, glared at Dong Zhuo and said loudly: "I'm not wrong, why do you want me to kneel down and admit my mistake?" I don't kneel! ”

Dong Zhuo's black face turned purple with anger.

There were many people sitting in this hall, and the killing of the martial arts arena even the Dong family, who had never shown up, was alarmed.

This woman from the Qiang ethnic group looked at Dong Li in a daze, and had a very strange feeling in her heart: Why is he not my son? Why is he the son of that? If I had a son like him, I would die willingly.

Li Ru didn't say a word since he entered the hall.

With his head down, no one knew what he was thinking, even Niu Fu pushed him several times, but he didn't realize it.

At this time, Dong Min walked in from outside the hall. He first glanced at Dong Li with a complicated expression, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Shu Ying, have you taken care of everything?"

Dong Min and Dong Shuying are Dong Zhuo's brothers. In the Dong family, the ability is not particularly strong. However, Dong Zhuo is very family-oriented and takes great care of his brothers and sisters. Although Dong Min's ability is not strong, his strength is still outstanding. Therefore, the status in the Dong family is not too low.

He heard Dong Zhuo's question, and said in a deep voice: "A total of eighteen people died, Dong Huang's leg was broken, and he was still being rescued." ”

The people in the hall gasped.

Eighteen people, eighteen prime-aged generals, turned out to be ......

When they first saw the situation in the martial arts arena, they thought that Dong Li was bullying. But upon closer inquiry, it turned out that it was nineteen adults besieging a child under the age of seven. Eighteen people, is this guy really a monster?

Dong Zhuo couldn't see the joy and anger on his face, and squinted at Dong Zhuo.

"You're right? Killed people at a young age, and killed eighteen people as soon as he made a move? Dong Huang is your brother, even if he is not in a thousand ways, you shouldn't kill like this. Your uncle stopped you and was almost killed by you...... Son, so many things, you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you? Don't kneel down for me yet. ”

Dong Yan held his head high, "I don't kneel, I'm not wrong!" ”

"Son, I'll kill you!"

Dong Zhuo's attitude angered Dong Zhuo. In front of so many people, being confronted by his own son, how can this face exist?

"If I don't kill them, they kill them? I know you don't like me, but I'm not going to let anyone slaughter me. ”

"Son of a, son of a...... I'll kill you! ”

Dong Zhuo pulled out his sword and strode forward, "If I kill you, I will only treat it as a brute like you." ”

"Uncle Yue, stop your anger!"

Li Ru came to his senses at this time, and Niu Fu stopped Dong Zhuo left and right.

Dong suddenly stood up and walked slowly in front of Dong Li. She looked at Dong Li, and Dong Li also looked at her. After a moment, Dong laughed. She stretched out her hand to stroke Dong Li's cheek and said softly, "Ah Chou, if you were my son, how good would it be?" ”

After saying that, she walked out of the hall with her handmaid without looking back.

Dong Zhuo froze in amazement. Dong's words were like a thunderbolt exploding in his ears.

Yes, this is his flesh and blood, even if it is not, it is still his flesh and blood. I think that at the beginning, this child was almost drowned by him as soon as he was born. In the past seven years, how much care has he, as a father, given him?

If Ah Chou is the son of the Dong family, no matter how ugly he is, he will take care of it to the extreme.

But, but this kid is too faceless. Even if I bow my head and admit my mistake, I can step down.

Dong Zhuo was in a dilemma, and he didn't know what to do.

In this hall, apart from his family, are his henchmen. But at this time, who dares to come out and speak?

"Son, kneel!"

The old lady appeared at the door of the hall with a dragon-headed cane, supported by several maidservants. The seven-foot-long dragon head crutch was specially designed for the old lady when Dong Li was five years old, and spent a lot of money to hire a carpenter from Lintao to build it.

The old lady couldn't put it down, and she didn't want to leave this dragon head crutch for a moment.

But in the eyes of others, this dragon-headed crutch weighing more than ten catties is not much worse than a murderous weapon.

Dong Zhuo was immediately relieved when he saw the old lady appear. However, when he saw the crutches in the old lady's hand, he secretly complained in his heart. When the old lady appeared, he didn't want to punish Dong Yan again, maybe he would be punished by the old lady when he came.

Dong Zhuo knelt down, and Dong Min and others also hurriedly knelt down.

"Grandma, why are you here?" Dong Li ran to the old lady's side and helped the old lady.

"Ugly, you're not hurt, are you?"

"No, Ugly is fine, not hurt."

The old lady took Dong Li's hand and said, "Grandma's heart is beating around at noon...... Ugly, is someone bullying you? Tell grandma! I, a blind old woman, want to see who is so bold as to bully my ugly! ”

Dong Zhuo smiled bitterly: "Mother, no one wants to bully Ugly, it's Ugly...... Killed! ”

The old lady snorted coldly, "Isn't it just eighteen useless wastes?" If you kill it, you will kill it. Eighteen people joined forces but could not beat a small child, and even if they lived, they would waste food in vain. Ugly, kill well, kill well! ”

"But he also injured Dong Huang!"

"That's a piece of rubbish, too!" The old lady said coldly: "I learned two tricks to embroider my legs, and I will show off my martial arts here." Don't think that the old woman is blind and doesn't know the good things he did. Ugly, it's a good fight...... It is better to die at the hands of one's own people than to be embarrassed at the hands of others. Ugly, next time he doesn't grow, I'll kill him. ”

"Got it, Grandma!"

From the moment the old lady appeared, Dong Li knew that he was fine.

However, his eyes were fixed on Li Ru, who had been keeping his head down, and his eyes were rolling. Li Ru, this person seems to be very famous, at least he has appeared in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. I knew that he was my brother-in-law, but I didn't really meet him. However, it's not like the sharp-beaked monkey gills in the novel, and the person who looks quite delicate?

Li Ru could feel Dong Li's gaze, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Don't be targeted by this little demon king, he must blame me for not helping him in the martial arts arena...... This is bad luck.

Dong Zhuo's face was flushed by the old lady's words, and he said loudly: "But this son of a son almost killed Shu Ying." ”

"Oh?"

The old lady laughed, but the people in this hall, except for Dong Li, all felt the anger in the old lady's smile.

Dong Min couldn't help but complain secretly: Brother, don't say it. Don't you see? Mother is determined to protect this little devil. The more people you pull out, the more unlucky we are. Brother, you better keep your mouth shut.

"Shu Ying!"

Dong Min struck a chill, hurriedly knelt down a few steps, and prostrate in front of the old lady.

"Mother, the child is here!"

The old lady sneered, "Were you almost killed by Ugly? ”

Dong Min hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Yes." ”

"Shu Ying...... How old are you this year? ”

"Son, child is one in forty this year."

"Hahaha, you still know your age. People in their forties were almost killed by a child, do you still have the face here? Let me ask you, did Ugly sneak attack you? ”

"This, no!"

The old lady picked up the dragon's head crutches, smashed it down with a bang, and smashed it on Dong Min's back.

"You don't have a face, my wife still has a face. A forty-two-year-old man who was knocked off his horse by a child while riding a horse, if I were you, I would have been killed by a head-on, and I would be ashamed here. Dong Ya's sons are really capable, and each one is more promising than the other. ”

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For some reason, it can't be updated too quickly.

The feeling of not having a manuscript in my hand is very painful, and the lesson of "Taoist Priest" to me is too profound. It's a guy who is more likely to accept external interference, and when his mood fluctuates, he won't be able to write.

So try to save some manuscripts to ensure that they are updated later.

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