Li Juefeng's slender hand slowly let go of his collar, and patted his chest with a sinister look on his face, and the curve of his lips was obvious, "Don't you think, let your three sons, no, be
If two biological sons and a nephew... work together to kill you, will you die in silence?"
…
Li Lao's eyes suddenly showed shock, and his breathing became uneven in his chest. He raised a finger and pointed at him, "You...you dare."
"What am I afraid of?" Li Juefeng sneered and waved his hand away indifferently, "How dare you point fingers at me?!"
"I have raised you for more than ten years! Without me, you would still be a gangster!"
"You killed my father! My father is not dead, how could I end up like this?!" Li Juefeng shouted in retort, clenching his fists, "I have no impression of my biological father, but my mother...
...I saw how much she suffered to take care of me, and you forced her to death! You forced my mother to death!"
At the end of the sentence, Li Juefeng roared completely hysterically, his black eyes filled with mist and full of hatred.
His mother... was forced to death!
"cough……"
Old Li coughed wheezingly.
"Do you know how she died?" Li Juefeng pointed to the window, "I watched her jump with my own eyes. She was so close to me and I couldn't hold her back. She jumped in front of my eyes.
Go down and die!"
He watched his mother commit suicide by jumping off a building, but was unable to do anything about it. In the end, he even considered the thief as his father for many years...
"I want you to taste this today, I want you to watch your sons kill you..." Li Juefeng sneered, his eyes full of treachery.
"They won't do that!"
"How good do you think you are as a father? You think you are thinking about your son, but what happened? You forced him to become a worthless prodigal, and you forced him to become a drunkard. Which one of them doesn't want you to die?!" Li Juefeng
Looking at him sarcastically, she stretched out her hand and patted his chest hard, "As long as I give them some more stimulation..."
"Ahem..."
After listening to his words, Mr. Li coughed violently, breathed rapidly, and almost fainted.
"Don't worry..."
Li Juefeng said slowly, took out a pill from his pocket, forced it into his mouth, and forced Li Lao to take it, "Soon, you will lose all your strength."
"..."
"I'll have your two sons... come and give you a dose of the good stuff."
"you……"
"What am I? No matter how scheming you are, you can't predict that such a day will come, right?" Li Juefeng sneered and reached out to connect him with oxygen.
No matter what Mr. Li said, I couldn't hear clearly. I could only hear his coughing and heavy breathing...
"I really didn't expect that you looked so pitiful before you died..."
Li Juefeng was leisurely admiring his heavy breathing, then slowly took two steps back and bowed deeply to Mr. Li who was lying on the Grand Master's rocking chair.
Bow 90 degrees.
My back was bent for a long time and never straightened up.
The hatred gradually disappeared from Li Juefeng's downcast face.
I closed my eyes and a tear fell on the carpet. I don’t know who it was for...
…
It took a long time before Li Juefeng walked out, but the people he brought in had quickly occupied Mr. Li's bedroom.
It's the old man who is stupid. If you want to talk to him alone, at the critical moment, there is no one around to protect you.