"Dad, I think, we'll have to start from the beginning. ”

Jiang Beiduan sat opposite Jiang Wanguan, his expression extremely serious.

"Don't give Lao Tzu all these useless things, if you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go!" Jiang Wanguan snorted coldly, pursed his lips, lit a cigarette, and leaned back on the chair full of enjoyment.

The corners of Jiang Bei's mouth twitched.

It's over, maybe it's not good to be out of the teacher......

After all, the identity of his "little son" is here, and if he wants to brainwash his father, it must be a bit of effort.

However, I have never been a person who can make mistakes! Isn't it just to regulate my father! What is so difficult about this!

"Jiang Wanguan!

Jiang Bei slammed the table.

Jiang Wanguan was taken aback at that time.

"Okay, you dare to call Lao Tzu by his name, you kid is fat!" Jiang Wanguan laughed angrily, and the next moment, I saw him looking around left and right, and then, maybe he didn't find the guy to take advantage of.

Then, as if he remembered something, he went straight out of the door!

......

The atmosphere outside the house is much more serious, it's like an ice cave!

"Miss Yang Wei, you may not understand my Jiang family's family rules. Hou Yanlan leaned forward, and the whole person seemed to be completely blackened.

Yang Wei swallowed her saliva, in terms of appearance, she may be a little weaker than the Hou Yanlan in front of her, in terms of background, she is just an outer disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, even if she is a saint now, but she is also a person from the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, what kind of background to talk about, she is not even as decent as the famous family of the Binghan Pavilion.

Speaking of strength, forget it, this is simply needless to say.

Yang Wei even felt a little out of breath now, and she was a little uncomfortable.

"Also, I hope that Miss Yanlan will make it clear. Yang Wei's face turned pale, and she said with a difficult face.

"Since you can come here, it means that you already know Uncle Jiang's identity and Jiangbei's identity, right?" Hou Yanlan asked lightly.

Yang Wei nodded and subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

"Very good, I think, as a member of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, you should know what the three words 'Jiang Wanguan' represent. Hou Yanlan spoke again.

I can't wait for the breath coming out of my mouth to spray on Yang Wei's face.

"So, last time I asked you, were you willing to betray the Ten Thousand Demon Sect for the sake of Jiangbei, and now it seems that you should already be able to betray. ”

"Yes, Miss Yanlan......"

......

"Bang!"

The next moment, in the surprised eyes of the three women, I saw Jiang Wanguan walking out with an angry face.

Then, he walked to the rich bamboo placed at the door, and shot out, and the rich bamboo broke off in response.

"You go on!" Jiang Wanguan left a sentence, and then walked back again.

How do you let them continue?

"Uncle Jiang, this is ......" Yang Wei swallowed her saliva, feeling that the whole person's worldview was about to be subverted.

"It's nothing, I beat my son. Hou Yanlan gently pulled her hair and said indifferently.

"So, let's move on ......"

......

Inside the house.

Jiangbei was completely panicked.

Especially when he saw his father walking in with a look of anger on his face, he didn't know what to do, he regretted it, he just wanted to be serious, and he shouldn't have shouted directly to his father, and called him by name......

"Loser! Find a fight!" Jiang Wanguan mentioned Fugui Zhu and smoked!

This rich bamboo, in Jiang Bei's eyes, is like the frost sorrow sword, before it fell on his body, Jiang Bei roared out with pain on his face: "Yan Lan! Why do we want to put rich bamboo!"

"Bang! bang!"

Three times in a row, Jiangbei's buttocks were swollen.

And Jiang Wanguan, after venting the anger in his heart, sat there again like no one else, lit a cigarette again, and the whole person was extremely happy.

What should I do if my youngest son is disobedient and always dies?

What should I do if my eldest son always plays tricks on himself?

Just take a beating!

Therefore, now Jiang Wanguan feels very happy.

On the table, there is still the rich bamboo ......

Jiang Bei sat on the chair with a difficult face, and he grinned because of the pain in his buttocks, but he had to endure it, for the sake of his father, he had nothing to do.

It's definitely much harder to brainwash your dad than it is to give it to a stranger!

But...... When Jiangbei saw the rich bamboo, there was a flurry for no reason.

He slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the rich bamboo.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing?" Jiang Wanguan raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Bei.

In an instant, Jiangbei only felt that he was being targeted by some legendary ancient beast, the thief was terrible, and his father was still that father!

But this is a question of whether he can create a person normally tonight, and Jiangbei still decided to gamble.

"Dad, I don't think it's appropriate to put this rich bamboo here, why don't I help you put it away first?" Jiang Bei said, and directly grabbed the rich bamboo with lightning speed.

On the bamboo, there seems to be a remnant of Jiangbei's problem, which has been in close contact with his buttocks.

It can be seen with the naked eye that Jiang Wanguan's brows slowly furrowed, looking at this little son with displeasure.

"It's fine. He spoke.

Jiangbei was startled, but when he reacted, his mouth was grinning, his teeth were bared, and the smile was called happy, and his father was still ......

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound came directly into Jiangbei's ears.

A white light almost blinded Jiangbei's eyes.

I saw that on the table, there was my father's big knife......

Jiangbei felt that the whole person was not good.

"Dad, if you have something to say, I think it's better to put Fuguizhu here. ”

"Hmph~ Isn't it good to be like this earlier? Tell you not to fix those useless words, don't you understand the words?" Jiang Wanguan snorted coldly, and then collected the big knife by himself.

And Jiangbei, in desperation, could only put the rich bamboo back again.

At that moment, his heart was in tears.

"Huh......" Jiangbei took a deep breath, there is nothing to do, you still have to live your life, Dad...... He still has to continue to recuperate.

"Dad, I think you need to be serious about what I say. Jiang Bei said with a serious face.

Hearing this, he saw Jiang Wanguan raise his eyebrows, and then saw that his little son seemed to be really serious and wanted to help him, and he couldn't help but feel a little more serious.

Jiang Wanguan slowly sat up straight, then nodded seriously, cocked Erlang's legs, took down the rich bamboo again, and knocked it in his hand again and again.

It's obvious that you may be pumping someone at any time.

Jiangbei felt that his mentality had been challenged like never before.

But he had to endure it......

Jiang Bei also lit a cigarette, wanting to make his heart not so tight, and spit out a puff of smoke, before he asked with a serious face: "Dad, twenty years ago, you left your mother behind and chose to take us to escape, which is the beginning of the collapse of your Dao heart......