On the night that Ye Zhan and the others left Qindao, Hong Shixiang came back by plane.

As soon as possible, he went to Hong Dinghai's study.

Hong Dinghai took his hands, circled around him, and carefully examined this son, hating iron but not steel. "Tell me the truth, all the good things you did."

With just one sentence, Hong Shixiang's legs became weak, and he knelt down uncontrollably, "Dad!" ”

The Hong family is an ancient martial arts family, following the martial arts tradition, and calling his father father.

Hong Shixiang hung his head and stuck to the wooden floor, sweat dripping down, and his back was all wet. "It's me, I was bought by the Bai family's sugar-coated cannonballs and became Bai Jifu's thug. But I, but I'm just helping Bai Jifu deal with some small minions. I really didn't take care of anything else! ”

Hong Dinghai raised his leg and kicked over. Although he is too old, he has maintained good living habits for many years. "Bad seeds! I have the courage to do it, but I don't have the courage to admit it, why did I give birth to you! ”

Hong Shixiang didn't dare to resist, his chest was hot, he was kicked two meters away, and he hit a chair. There was blood on his forehead, and he touched it indiscriminately, and knelt beside his father again. "Dad, you spare me, I don't dare anymore."

He tried to avoid the important and the light. Hong Dinghai threw a printed document in his face. His face hurt hotly, but he couldn't care about it. The accusations on the papers were terrible and would have killed him.

Hong Dinghai: "In Jingcheng, you sent someone to assassinate Wei Gaoxiang!" ”

Hong Shixiang: "Dad, before I could do it, Wei Gaoxiang was assassinated, it's really not me!" ”

Disguised admitting that this thought was moved.

Hong Dinghai: "It's not okay if you have a motive. Do you know that Wei Gaoxiang has a relationship with me. ”

"I don't know!" At that time, he only knew his other name, Tong Xianzhi.

There is no talent in martial arts, and the IQ cannot keep up. Hong Dinghai stomped his feet angrily, "If it were an ordinary person, would I send you to help him?" ”

Hong Shixiang didn't speak, saying a lot of mistakes, and was silent and acquiescing.

Hong Dinghai: "Later, at the Tiandu Medical Research Institute, you sent someone to assassinate Ji Lianhong, didn't you?" ”

Hong Shixiang: "Ji Lianhong is just a little minion, a dog raised by the Song family!" ”

Hong Dinghai threw another kick. "He went out of my Hongmen, you are so cruel to your comrades, who will give you the back in the future?"

Hong Shixiang rolled over and back. "What you've taught me is that my son will never do it again. Brothers are like brothers and sisters, and I will treat them well in the future. ”

But the nightmare isn't over yet.

Hong Dinghai: "You also took someone to pretend to be a firefighter and went to rob the Tiandu Armed Police Hospital." Are you trying to endanger national security? Who gave you the guts?! ”

The third foot flew out, and a huge footprint fell on Hong Shixiang's chest. He spat out a mouthful of blood and coughed, his eyes red from bloodshot. He trembled: "It's not me, it's not me, I don't!" ”

I've had a good time, I've lost a little bit of anger, my son is my own flesh and blood, what can I do? Hong Dinghai sat back in his chair and sighed, "Get up." Shixiang, Shizhong is dead, and Dad doesn't want you to follow his old path. Fortunately, Dad and Xiaohai have helped Wei Gaoxiang, he and his staff will not attack you, and Ye Zhan and Nessa will also be merciful. You, disband the White Sea. When the time comes, go to Tiandu to open a martial arts hall and build the first martial arts chain brand in the Federation, and you are the first person in the company. ”

Hong Shixiang slowly got up from the ground, his white eyes were bloodshot, and he was unwilling. "Dad, you are the King of the Night, Hongmen has existed in the world for thousands of years, just for Wei Gaoxiang, do you want to erase it from history? Before he ran for office, he relied on us, and to win a high position, he had to unload the mill and kill the donkey. How can you endure it? ”

After all, it is difficult to settle. Hong Dinghai can be understood, but, "Shixiang, have you ever thought that it was actually your brother who buried Hongmen and Baihai. You have misused the power of martial arts, and if the affairs of the Federation are solved by fists and guns in the end, then what will become of the Federation in the end. It's you, if you break the rules, you have to pay the price. ”

Hong Shixiang lowered his eyes, he had no intention of right or wrong. He only knew that how could the owner of a mere martial arts hall compare to the director of the FBI, the director of the CIA, and the secretary of the Department of Homeland Security? His father is old, and Lingyun's ambition is gone.

Bai Jingyao's words before leaving echoed in his mind.

"Mr. Hong, the spokesperson of the presidential residence has sent a signal that they are dismembering the White Sea, and it must have passed through your father's nod. If you don't plan ahead, you'll have to wait for death. Again, if I am elected president, I will help you become the king of the sun. ”

Hong Shixiang is not as good as Bai Jingyao in political matters, but he can't fully trust her, and they just use each other.

He returned, at the call of his father. The father gave an answer that he was not satisfied with.

"Dad, I listen to you, and I won't make mistakes again and again."

Hong Dinghai looked at him, leaned down again, opened his chest, and there was a large blue patch. He said with a knife and a tofu heart, "Go down and let people show you, whether it is internal or external, I started a little heavier, and I just hope you have a longer memory." ”

"Daddy!" Hong Shixiang knelt down again, kowtowed, blood came out of his forehead, and he burst into tears.

——————

Dinner was served in Hong Dinghai's small courtyard. In addition to seafood, there are also beef, sheep, pigs and chickens.

It was a home-cooked meal between father and son.

Hong Dinghai wore a thick cloth shirt and a vest. Wearing so much on a hot day? It's noticeably thicker than when talking.

That is, it was strange, and Hong Shixiang didn't think about it.

Zhao Xiang and Fang Zheng had already laid out the dishes and prepared the wine. It's not the craft beer of Qindao, but the "Silent Ship" - the champagne that Bai Jingyao gave him.

"Let Peiyu come over and eat together, you are not in Qindao, it is all up to him to accompany me to relieve my boredom." Hong Dinghai spoke.

Ning Peiyu came over with his fart, held his hands, smiled on his face, glanced at Hong Shixiang, and sat down stiffly.

"Eat, don't act like a." Hong Dinghai sandwiched a clam by himself, and he couldn't get tired of eating it for many years.

Hong Shixiang didn't move his chopsticks, poured a glass of wine first, and told the story of the Silent Ship according to Bai Jingyao's words. "Dad, there is not only beer in life, but also red wine and big champagne, how monotonous it is to drink just one taste, I respect you."

The dispenser is also special, shaped like a cornet, divided into two outlets, and the appearance is very exquisite.

Hong Shixiang poured wine for his father in a big gulp, and poured a glass for himself and Ning Peiyu. "Peiyu, thank you for staying with my dad, let's go together."

Hong Dinghai learned from the appearance of a young man, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, Hong Shixiang's eyes flickered, and he drank it dry. "This champagne is about the same degree as beer."

Hong Dinghai put down his wine glass, "Pei Yu told me that people in Tiandu drink red wine and champagne, what can you drink like this?" ”

Ning Peiyu couldn't help laughing, and he was so uncomfortable.

was despised by his father, Hong Shixiang didn't care, and after eating for a while, he began to toast again, "Dad, do you know? There was a time when I had a really hard time, especially when you brought Shizhong back, I didn't have his talent, no matter how hard I worked, I listened to you praise him, praise him, and think that I was the one you picked up, he was your own child! I have the surname Hong, why don't I have any talent at all, I don't deserve this surname! ”

As he spoke, the ten-year-old man fell on the table and began to cry and pound the table.

Hong Dinghai looked at his son, raised his head and drank half a glass of wine, "Shixiang, I originally brought Shizhong back, and I planned to be a sparring partner and a target for you. It's just that people's hearts are flesh and blood, and they will always be in love for a long time. He is getting better and better, and I have a heart to cherish his talents, so I accepted him as a righteous son. But you are my son, and that cannot be changed. ”

Hearing his father say this, Hong Shixiang was extremely happy, "Really? Then I'll give my dad another drink, I've misunderstood you for so many years, I'm damned! ”

Pour wine for dad in a big gulp, pour wine for yourself in a small sip, respect and order.

In the blink of an eye, a bottle of wine bottomed out.

Hong Dinghai staggered, nodded his temples, stood up, and blinked vigorously, "When people are old, drink some wine and help me to rest." He reached out and pulled his son's wrist. Hong Shixiang helped him with one hand, and with the other hand, he pulled out a dagger from under the table, and between the lightning and flint, the dagger tilted a little bit, and still stabbed into Hong Dinghai's abdomen.

Hong Dinghai instinctively pushed Hong Shixiang away, covered his stomach, and hot blood gushed out. He pointed at his son, his teeth cracking, "Why?" Why——? ”

Hong Shixiang showed a wicked smile, no longer embarrassed, his eyes bloomed, and his enthusiasm throbbed. "You're old, it's time to abdicate and make way for the virtuous, the key is, I can't let the inheritance of my ancestors be ruined in your hands!"

In a frenzy!

Hong Dinghai raised his hand, but found that there was a double image in front of him, and his strength could not be concentrated. Hong Shixiang struck with a palm and went straight to his father's chest.

With a loud "bang", Hong Dinghai flew out. How he kicked his son before, how does his son kick back now.

It's like retribution!

Probably Hong Shixiang's behavior stimulated him, and the Night King broke out, and Hong Shihai was covered in blood, like the Shura God of War.

"Are you still impressed? High concentration of hallucinogens, take advantage of your illness to kill you! ”

Hong Dinghai went to the village sensibly and launched an attack on Hong Shixiang.

When you are old, you will not be able to reduce the year. Guwu Kung Fu, even if Hong Shixiang is in the season of fighting, in front of his father, he has no power to fight back, and he is restrained to death.

"What are you doing? Do it, let's do it! ”

This sentence was said to Zhao Xiang and Fang Zheng, it turned out that they were both Hong Shixiang's henchmen.

Their challenge to Hong Xiaohai and Ye Zhan is also to test the waters. If they win at that time, they will have an earlier opportunity; After finding out, it was determined that it was not an opponent, and they waited until everyone was gone before they could start.

Anyway, the real target is Hong Dinghai.

With one enemy and three enemies, they are equal.

Ning Peiyu was so frightened that his soul was gone, and he got under the table.

At this moment, Zhao Xiang came towards Ning Peiyu, and the trembling person who was taken out from under the table was about to be punched down.

Someone stopped him. Hong Dinghai's hand was on Zhao Xiang's shoulder, and he threw him out as soon as he was lucky. Zhao Xiang made a parabola in the air and fell, filling the ground with smoke and dust.

At this time, Hong Dinghai was Ning Peiyu in front of him.

His empty door was left to Ning Peiyu.

Just as he was looking around at the three martial artists, a gunshot rang out, Ning Peiyu trembled and held the gun, a trace of smoke came out, ticking below, and at the same time as the shot, he peed his pants, and he shot at the Night King.

Hong Dinghai looked at him incredulously, his eyes were like copper bells, and his body fell.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

Zhao Xiang slipped over and probed between his snorts, "Break ...... Lost his breath. ”

"Carried away, buried. A week later, a proclamation was issued to the federal government, saying that my father had contracted a contagious disease and died. ”

At this moment, a martial artist from outside the courtyard hurriedly came, "Oh no, no, no, the little young master is back!" ”

Why did Hong Xiaohai suddenly turn back at this time? What did he hear?

No way, he's just a retarded child.

Hong Shixiang quickly calculated, Hong Dinghai is dead, what kind of waves can a little kid with no force set off? But it's not appropriate to go toe-to-toe with him. "Withdraw, you can go back to Tiandu with me now."

Hong Shixiang was about to evacuate with the two of them, but Ning Peiyu was still trembling, and his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and couldn't move. "Scrap wood!" He lifted Ning Peiyu's collar on the back of his neck, like carrying a chicken, and left in a hurry with him.

In the small courtyard, blood was still flowing, and Hong Dinghai was still lying in a pool of blood.

Five minutes later, Hong Shixiang's people retreated, and three people came to the courtyard.

Nisha, Ye Zhan, Hong Xiaohai.

"Daddy!" Hong Xiaohai exclaimed, and tears suddenly soared. "Dad, who hurt you, ahhhhh

The silly boy looked up to the sky and roared.

Ye Zhan hurriedly helped the person up and sat on a chair. Nessa helped undress, and under the small vest and large cloth shirt, there was a body armor. The cloth shirt is densely packed with blood bags.

"Teacher, are you okay, teacher?"

Hong Dinghai's eyes rolled, and he was almost numb after staring for too long, but what was more numb than his body was his heart.

His own son shot Lao Tzu for the sake of power.

"Damn, Lao Tzu has raised you for so many years, brute! White-eyed wolf! go out and let the thunder kill you! Hong Dinghai scolded.

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