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183, restless

At the end of July, the sky still seemed so stuffy. Baidu search entered "" quickly enter this site

The hot emotions make people feel very bored, and this kind of continuous restlessness can make people's actions become irritable, and their emotions become anxious.

Boom-

Under the sultry sky, a few thunder sounds came.

However, there was no rain.

Many people were looking forward to a heavy rain in the sky to soothe the heat of the world, but the sun was still hanging in the air, shaking, and it seemed that they could not hear the urging sounds of thunder coming from afar.

There was a stuffy smell in the air.

Located at the top of the Global Financial Center, the tallest building in Lujiazui Financial Center in Pudong, here has a spectacular scenery overlooking the entire Shanghai.

Just standing in front of the window can almost make people feel a strong feeling of holding the whole world in their own hands. An excitement, a sense of pride that makes people obsessed with, and is proud of their identity.

Yes, the one who can stand here is the Emperor.

At the same time, he is also a winner.

But now, the owner of this floor took the elevator with an extremely ugly expression. With the company of the female secretary, he came to this floor with a serious expression.

"You're waiting for me outside."

The gray-haired old man did not let the female secretary follow him into the door. This does not mean that he does not trust the female secretary. On the contrary, the old man now feels ashamed.

He seemed ashamed to face anyone, or even a beggar, he would feel that the other person's life might be more dignified than himself.

In just two months, the old man's hair, which was half black and half a year old, had turned completely white. He had done a lot of things and felt a lot of worries. However, he finally realized that the most difficult thing in the world was not how to compete with the other party for a profit of a tiny cent in the business world, nor how to make your wealth more and more than everyone else.

The real difficulties may come from your side.

Because of my carelessness, ignorance, and even for a little bit of flirting profit, I turned my life's hard work into a river flowing east in an instant.

Although, this old man can now say that there are everything.

However, he felt that he had nothing left.

Entering the gate, this spacious and comfortable room smells of disharmony.

A hazy smoke drifts here.

The old man had poor eyesight, but he felt that he could still see the smoke floating in this room. Even the most powerful air filter was working, he felt that he could not dispel the white monster hiding in the smoke and holding a sickle.

And when he turned around, the monster... had already appeared in front of him.

one person.

A man.

Or... if this person can still be called a man when he is now.

The man lay lazily on the bed, feeling full of enjoyment on his face.

His figure was so thin that it felt terrible. The originally beautiful and handsome face was now deeply sunken, as if it was just a skeleton wearing a thin soft-skinned mask!

The man was wearing only a pair of boxers, closed his eyes, immersed in some extreme pleasure. He didn't have to look at the needles falling beside the bed, and the old man knew what his child was immersed in.

And this is also the reason why his hair turned completely white in the past two months, and a fifty-year-old seemed to suddenly become in his eighties.

"ah………………"

The young man on the bed slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

But when the old man saw this, his face, which was already extremely angry, was extremely angry!

He walked up, grabbed the son's shoulder, and smashed him directly to the ground! With a sound of touch, the thin young man directly hit the ground and curled up.

"Look at you, look at what you have become now!"

The old man's mouth twitched, his eyes revealed anger and regret. He pointed at the young man with his finger and shouted loudly—

"I regret... I really regret not letting you go! I really spoiled you so much since your mother died, and I spoiled you like this!"

The person lying on the ground, Li Zhendong.

His body was curled up, as if he had not yet been able to recover from the pleasure in the nerve endings. His pain nerves had been paralyzed, so there was no pain at all. Naturally, he ignored the old man's scolding and did not care at all.

"No, I have made up my mind, I can't spoil you like this anymore. I regret everything I used to spoil you! I... I will send you to drug rehabilitation first, and to the best and most stringent drug rehabilitation center! I will cure you... I will cure you at all costs! But before that, I will never allow me to be kind to you again! Never again!"

The pain nerve seemed to have recovered a little, and Li Zhendong's curled body gradually stretched out. His eyes were raised unconsciously, staring at the old man in front of him, and after a dry laugh, he slowly stood up and walked towards the bed with shaking steps.

"Get me dressed! I will block here and lock you up completely here! Then send the best doctor to take care of you until your drug addiction is completely gone!"

Facing his father's roar, Li Zhendong seemed a little indifferent. He sat lazily on the edge of the bed, his spine seemed to be unable to support the strength of his upper body, which made him lie down again.

"What...relationship? Anyway, the upper class...noble...all, enjoy. Why...can't I?"

Li Zhendong's tone sounded very light and had no sense of respect at all.

"Anyway...we have... money. drug use... won't... make me... like those who don't have money... waste. I won't... go... to commit crimes for money. Take a sip... try... what's wrong?"

Listening to the words from his son's mouth, the old man was really angry. He walked over and raised his hand and slapped his son.

The slap is very heavy.

Since his mother died, the father has never beaten his son since he was a child.

He couldn't bear to...he couldn't bear to see his hard-working son suffer...

But now, he felt that his palm was too light... too light!!! Even though his palm was numb, even if he watched the son's left cheek be red and swollen, he still felt that his palm was too late and too light!

"You will not have the chance to touch those damn things again. I will send someone to clean the room and imprison you here 24 hours a day! You will be restored to a good diet and daily routine! Then, I will take back your equity unless you successfully quit drugs, otherwise even if I die! I will sell my company and will not give you a dime!"

The heavy slap seemed to make Li Zhendong feel a little awake. He covered his swollen left face blankly and looked at his father in front of him in confusion. However, as time went by, his brain finally sorted out everything his father said. Finally, it made him anxious.

"No...no! Dad, you can't lock me up! I...I'm going to see Qianqian...I'm going to see Qianqian!"

"Hmph! Look at your appearance now, do you still have the face to see Miss Wu?"

The old man was so sorry that this marriage that seemed to be a little hopeful was ruined. But now, compared to his financial empire, he has already made up his mind to transfer all his thoughts to his son! Aren’t some people in the company trying to seize his position as chairman? Aren’t some people spread rumors and slandering his behavior? It’s just casual! They want this company and take it! Now, he only cares about his son... his only son!

"You are not allowed to go out, never think about going out! You will not have any source of income from me anymore. You must suffer... You must taste all the taste I tasted back then! After you completely quit your drug addiction, you must go out and find a job yourself. You can start from any job you want, but you will never be able to work in any of my subordinate companies! I want... I want to temper you, my son. You may be able to work on a construction site, so that you will not have the energy to touch those damn things!"

The old man issued all the ultimatums. After saying this, he paused for a moment, immediately walked towards the cabinet beside the bed and pulled it open! After seeing the few packs of white powder inside, he grabbed the powder and walked into the toilet as if he saw his father-killing enemy.

"No……………No!!! That…those are mine! You can't take them away, you can't!"

Li Zhendong, who originally thought he had no strength, suddenly got up from the ground! Although his pupils were scattered, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the white pink bags in his father's hand! He rushed over and grabbed the old man's hand tightly, trying to grab the pink bags.

"Woo……………get out!"

Seeing his son so crazy, the old man's heart was in great pain. He suppressed his anger and kicked him directly into the chest and kicked him away! At the same time, he walked into the toilet, tore open a pack of powder, and poured all the white powder inside into the sink.

"No----------!!!"

Li Zhendong fell into madness.

He got up again and rushed towards the old man in the toilet. After holding the old man's arm tightly, he immediately opened his mouth and began to bite the old man's palm!

"That's my baby... it's mine! Give it back to me... to me!!!"

Bite mercilessly, letting the old man's heart drip blood.

He looked at his son who was biting his arm like a mad dog. Who can tell the pain and helplessness in his heart?

Blood was bitten out of his arm, and tears flowed down the old man's eyes. He raised his left hand and slapped his son heavily in the face! Then, he covered his bitten and bleeding arm, and once again, tore open the packaging bags and poured the powder inside into the sink.

"Son...my son...I will protect you...I will definitely protect you..."

On one side, the old man's voice began to choke. Is he sobbing? Or is he struggling in pain?

The blood from the arms dripped into the sink, mixed with the white powder. It looked like a demon grinning and sneering at the fragile old man.

Mocking him for his powerlessness...

and helplessness.

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A pair of scissors penetrated into the old man's back.

As his son's crazy scream sounded, all the small bags in the old man's hand fell into the sink.

He gasped and held the sink with both hands. He wanted to inhale air, but no matter how he opened his mouth, he could not feel a lot of air entering his lungs.

The feeling of heaviness on the body began to gradually intensify.

The weak old man's feet gradually became weak and slowly knelt down.

At this time, his son took out the packaging bags that had not been torn to pieces from the sink with joy, turned around as if holding a treasure, and left the toilet. After a few seconds, the old man heard his son's phone call from outside with his own ears.

"Hey? Yes, it's me. Well, that's right, I want more goods. The previous one? Haha, I was accidentally caught by Lao Budian and tore two packs of them for me. Well? It's okay! You know, the Lao Budian spoiled me very much and would not call the police. I promise that he will never tear off my goods again. Yes, okay, then this time I see you in the old place, okay, that's it!"

Accompanied by a crisp, hearty laughter, the son's voice disappeared from the old man's ears.

He continued to open his mouth, desperately trying to inhale the air. The blood-covered eyes also turned to the sink, looking at the white powder mixed with his blood...

The hideous demon smiled at him in the sink.

With this most sarcastic expression, I watched the old man's consciousness slowly disappear. Finally...
To be continued...
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