Dongfang Zihuo dad is speechless.

He looked at the cold knife in his son Dongfang Zihuo's hand in horror.

The cold blade of the light was full of bloodthirsty fierce light.

"Don't, I'm your father, for the sake of our blood relationship, please, let me go." Dongfang Zihuo's father's legs were weak, and he could no longer withstand the pressure under the blade.

Dongfang Zihuo is obsessed with the cold knife.

Step by step, step by step in front of the man with whom he was related by blood.

"Dad, I'm just kidding you, don't worry." Dongfang Zi chuckled.

Dongfang Zihuo's father's body trembled terribly.

He doesn't want to make such jokes.

"I... I was wrong, it's all my fault, Zihuo, please, as long as you let me go, you will tell me to go east in the future, I dare not go west, you tell me to go up the mountain, I dare not go down the river. Dongfang Zihuo's father begged bitterly.

Dongfang Zihuo gently hooked the corners of his lips.

With the back of the knife, he gently rubbed the arm of the man who was related to him.

The cold and cold feeling seeped into his arm from the cold knife and drilled into Dongfang Zihuo's father's heart, making him heartbroken.

How much Dongfang Zihuo's father is afraid of his son Dongfang Zihuo, in his heart, how much he hates his son Dongfang Zihuo.

knew that his son Dongfang Zihuo was a debt collector, and when his son Dongfang Zihuo was born, he should have been killed.

"Dad, what you said is really nice, so even if I know what you're thinking, I'll assume I don't know. By the way, I almost forgot to tell you that my grandfather has announced to the public that I am the head of the Oriental family, so you should be respectful and don't obstruct my eyes like before. Dongfang Zihuo was in a happy mood.

"Congratulations to the head of the family, under your wise leadership, the Dongfang family will definitely be able to reach a higher level." Dongfang Zihuo's father looked at his son Dongfang Zihuo, who was in a good mood, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief,

Dongfang Zihuo looked at the man who swept over in front of him and held the shelf, and when he spoke, he groveled and was already the same as everyone else.

"That sounds good." Dongfangzi's eyes were fierce, "I want to put away the knife when I hear it." ”

Dongfang Zihuo's father nodded like pounding garlic.

He wished that his son Dongfang Zihuo hurriedly put away the knife.

"Zihuo, you are now the head of the family, and the knife is a murderous thing, so you can't take it out easily." Dongfang Zihuo's father pulled the corners of his mouth desperately, and his smile was a hundred times more ugly than crying.

Dongfang Zihuo smiled slightly and shook the knife in his hand.

"This knife, only if it is stained with blood, the knife will be willing to return to the sheath." Dongfang Zi's voice is brisk.

If the knife is stained with blood, it will be willing to return to the sheath! Dongfang Zihuo's father was dumbfounded, looking at his son Dongfang Zihuo as if he was talking about a book from heaven.

If he wants to believe, he is a ghost.

But now it's not that he doesn't believe it, but his son Dongfang Zihuo has already explained that unless the knife is stained with blood, he will not put the knife away.

Thinking of getting the knife bloody, Dongfang Zihuo rolled his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Su Shixiu, who was slumped on the ground on the side.

"Zihuo, you cut a few knives on that cheap person, and when the knife is stained with blood, you will take it back." Dongfang Zihuo's father is in trouble.

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Su Yanxiu, who was frightened and collapsed to the ground, heard her husband Dongfang Zihuo's father's words.

I couldn't help but gasp.

Su Shixiu's eyes widened, and she looked at her husband Dongfang Zihuo's father in disbelief.

"Husband......" Su Shixiu's voice was miserable.

Unexpectedly, her husband Dongfang Zihuo, who thought that she cherished her and loved her, and made her regard her as the most dependent, was so affectionate to her.