"Hearing what you say, I think it's a good thing that Dad, you can't beat others." Nie Yangwei said.

Nie Huihao was already furious, and gave Nie Yangwei another slap with a "snap", and said, "Lao Tzu doesn't have you as a child!" Lao Tzu listened to you just now and endured it, and he didn't slap you for the second time before you finished speaking! ”

Nie Yangwei wanted to fight back very much, but when he raised his hand, he remembered that his mother didn't want him to do it against his father, so he put it down.

Unexpectedly, Nie Yangwei's action of raising his hand was noticed by Nie Hui, and he shouted loudly: "Bastard! Why do you still want to beat Lao Tzu? See if I don't smoke you little bastard! As he spoke, he beat Nie Yangwei one after another. Nie waved his hand and became more and more ruthless, until Nie Yangwei vomited a mouthful of blood.

Nie Yangwei felt that if he didn't resist again, he would be beaten to death if he didn't do well, so he began to resist. He was still thinking about his mother's words, and there were several opportunities that he might have injured Nie Xuan, but he didn't use the few tricks that could hurt him.

The father and son fought against each other for a while, and Nie Yangwei found that his father's hand had not become lighter, thinking about his mother's death at his father's feet, and suddenly his heart was filled with irrepressible disappointment. Although he was no stranger to violence since he was a child, he was in a bad mood that day because he saw Jian Rou and Wu Xunsheng together, and it was easier to trigger feelings of disappointment in his heart.

Nie waved and said, "You bastard doesn't know what to do!" In the past, you made a mistake and relied on you Lao Tzu and I to carry it for you, but today you dare to do it with you Lao Tzu and me, I tell you, from now on, if you commit anything again, Lao Tzu will not care! If Lao Tzu strikes your little bastard again, then Lao Tzu is an old bastard! ”

Nie Yangwei said sadly: "Okay! No matter how big a mistake I make in the future, I don't need you to care! Although he said this, he thought in his heart that Nie Huihao had indeed helped him calm down a lot of things before, and the taste in his heart was even more complicated.

Nie Xuanhao was like thunder before, and he didn't pay attention to Nie Yangwei's moves using martial arts, only to notice that Nie Yangwei didn't attack him with all his strength, and he understood that if his son played at his full level, he would have been injured by his son in many places. Of course, he didn't want to kill Nie Yangwei, so he slapped Nie Yangwei out of the door with one palm and shouted, "Get out!" Then he closed the door.

Although Nie Yangwei had been beaten to the point of vomiting a mouthful of blood, the injury was not life-threatening. He felt that the injury was not serious, and he would be fine in a few days after taking some medicine. But the sense of loss in his heart did not fade, he sadly walked to his residence while thinking about things, thinking of his childhood, thinking of his mother's appearance back then, and thinking of Jian Rou who made him angry. Of course, he thinks that his mother is really pitiful, and he thinks that his father should not beat his mother at all, but when he thinks of Jian Rou, the picture of him beating Jian Rou always comes to his mind, and every time he thinks of beating Jian Rou, he feels more happy. At this moment, for the first time, he linked the beating of his mother with the fact that he wanted to beat Jian Rou, but he had some characteristics that were very similar to Nie Huihao, and the violent elements like his father in his bones existed, which made him not feel that Jian Rou should not be beaten because of this - he looked at the two things separately, his mother was beaten because his father was rude, and Jian Rou was ignorant and should be taught a lesson.