Chapter 850: What's Wrong?

The atmosphere in the corridor was silent and oppressive.

Ning Zhenxiong didn't speak, Ning Hao didn't dare to speak, and finally could only ask for help, looking at Liu Sheng Guiyi.

He hoped that the other party would help him intercede.

Liu Sheng Guiyi thought for a while, turned his head and said to Ning Zhenxiong with a smile:

"Brother Ning, he has been kneeling for ten hours, obviously sincerely repentant, you can forgive him."

"There is an old saying in Huaguo, 'Knowing mistakes can improve a lot', I believe that after this failure, Ling Lang will be ashamed and brave."

When Ning Zhenxiong heard this, he let out a long breath:

"For Mr. Yanagi's sake, get up."

Ning Hao was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly thanked Liu Shenggui, and then stood up with difficulty.

Because he knelt for too long, he had no feeling in his legs, and after standing up, the whole person suddenly staggered, but fortunately, Liu Sheng Guiyi helped him to avoid the embarrassment of falling again.

Liu Sheng Guiyi is also an interesting person, knowing that the father and son have something to say, he nodded slightly at Ning Hao and took his leave.

After the figure of this island powerhouse disappeared into the corridor, Ning Zhenxiong's face suddenly became gloomy.

He beckoned to Ning Hao:

"Come here, come to me."

Ning Hao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly stepped forward.

However, he only stepped three feet in front of Ning Zhenxiong with his front foot, and he felt a pain in his head with his back foot, and the whole person had been kicked by Ning Zhenxiong sideways and swept away fiercely.

Like a sandbag, he was swept into the practice room with one foot.

Bang!

Ning Hao slammed on the floor of the practice room, blood flowed from his nose, and his head was even more dizzy.

But he didn't dare to slack off at all, let alone shout miserably, he got up from the ground as soon as possible, and kept kowtowing in the direction of Ning Zhenxiong:

"Dad, I was wrong, I was wrong."

With a step, Ning Zhenxiong's figure crossed a distance of more than ten meters and came to Ning Hao.

He kicked Ning Hao out more than ten meters with another kick, and only after his body rolled on the ground several times did he stop.

Ning Hao clutched his stomach in pain, and the bile was kicked out.

He coughed, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, endured the discomfort of tumbling in his stomach, and knelt down again:

"I'm sorry, Dad, I really knew I was wrong."

Ning Zhenxiong looked at Ning Hao coldly and asked:

"What's wrong with you?"

Ning Hao took a deep breath and said slowly:

"I was wrong not to kidnap the child, and I shouldn't have used illegal drugs to frame Chuanyun Mingjiu."

"These two make my heart lose and make the Ning family ...... Reputational damage. ”

As soon as the words fell, Ning Hao's eyes suddenly bloomed, and his father's tall figure had already appeared in front of him.

Ning Hao only felt that his neck was tight, and the whole person was lifted up by Ning Zhenxiong with one hand.

Ning Zhenxiong raised his head, looked at Ning Hao, whose face was flushed from suffocation, and snorted coldly:

"You're not just a piece of shit, you're an idiot!"

Ning Hao held his breath, not daring to make the slightest move, just looked at this terrible father with incomprehensible eyes.

His weak appearance disappointed Ning Zhenxiong immensely.

With an angry snort, he threw Ning Hao out like garbage, and then stepped forward and taught a lesson while kicking:

"You are wrong, you are wrong, you chose Gu Dan's waste to assassinate."

"I told you a long time ago, don't underestimate any of your opponents, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, but you take my words as a deaf ear, no one in your eyes is arrogant and arrogant, you are not stupid, what are you?"

"Since you have made up your mind to kill him, then you should use all your strength to fight for a single blow, instead of leaving the tiger in trouble and trapping yourself in passivity."

"It's obviously for a brainless fool, but what kind of conspiracy and tricks are you playing, you are incorrigibly stupid, Ning Hao!"

Ning Hao curled up on the ground, letting Ning Zhenxiong vent the anger in his heart, enduring the pain, and did not dare to resist at all.

In this way, after five minutes, Ning Zhenxiong finally finished venting, he kicked Ning Hao into the corner of the practice room with a football kick, and then snorted angrily, pulled over a chair, and sat down.

In the practice room, only Ning Hao's painful breath remained.

glanced at the waste son coldly, and Ning Zhenxiong was still angry:

"If it weren't for your Uncle Song's help this time, you would be ready to rot in prison for the rest of your life."

"The eldest young master of the dignified Ning family, he was actually forced to do this by a mud leg, what a wreck!"

Ning Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, got up from the ground silently, and lowered his head:

"Dad, you're right, I'm the one who embarrassed you."

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor, and then, Chen Miaoyin, the charming mother of the Ning family, stumbled into the practice room.

Seeing Ning Hao's blue nose and swollen face, Chen Miaoyin suddenly let out a scream, rushed over, and hugged Ning Hao in his arms, distressed:

"Hao'er, are you okay, does it hurt, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is a mother."

Ning Hao endured the grievances in his heart and shook his head stubbornly.

Seeing this, Chen Miaoyin immediately glared at Ning Zhenxiong:

"Ning Zhenxiong, he is your biological son, what do you want to do?"

"How can you be so ruthless!"

Ning Zhenxiong glanced at his wife coldly:

"A waste, if you die, you die, do you think I lack this seed?"

Chen Miaoyin trembled with anger, but she was so frightened that she didn't dare to shout anymore.

After a moment, she could only wipe her tears and say:

"Deputy Director Song of the Martial Arts Bureau is here, and he is waiting for you in the living room, you can go quickly."

Ning Zhenxiong snorted coldly, got up and walked towards the outside of the practice room.

After taking a few steps, he paused and tilted his head slightly:

"What are you doing? Come with me to meet the guests. ”

Ning Hao hurriedly stopped Chen Miaoyin, who was shushing and asking for warmth, and followed behind Ning Zhenxiong obediently, but his heart was full of worries about the arrival of Deputy Director Song.

The deputy director of the Martial Arts Bureau, Song Jianchen, although he was good friends with his father, but this time in order to save himself, he also took a risk, and when he came to the house at this time, his father inevitably wanted to give some benefits.

When the time comes, I am afraid that my father, who is still angry, will blame himself again.

Thinking of this, Ning Hao subconsciously touched his neck, and his heart palpitated.

At that moment just now, he really felt a killing intent from his father.

Maybe next time, he'll really kill me.

Secretly raising his eyes to look at the back of the person in front of him, Ning Hao took a deep breath and subconsciously clenched his fists.

Definitely, it must be stronger.

The father and son soon came to the living room.

When the two walked into the living room, Ning Zhenxiong, who was still gloomy a moment ago, had a smile on his face.

He laughed, and strode towards the man sitting in the living room:

"Old Song, I was just about to take the child to your house to thank you."

"Since I'm here, I'll have to make a trip."

"Hao'er, why don't you come and thank you Uncle Song."