Taming love, go home to play devil at night

"Be good!" The priest smiled with satisfaction, took out a delicate small box from his pocket and handed it to Ye Xuetong, "A gift for you!"

"Thank you!" Ye Xuetong took the box, put it on the coffee table without looking at it, got up and saluted the priest, "I'm leaving first!"

"Wait a minute," said the priest.

"Huh?" Ye Xuetong raised his eyebrows.

"You just said you were going to New York, did you mean to deal with Kitano?" The priest stared at Ye Xuetong.

"That's right." Ye Xuetong replied bluntly.

"That matter..." Before the priest finished speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, and then Duanxuan's voice came, "Father!"

"Come in." The priest's face turned gloomy in an instant, Duan Xuan pushed the door open and came in, knelt down in front of the priest, bowing his head humbly.

"Did I tell you not to play with women under my nose? Huh?" The priest stared at Duanxuan fiercely, with murderous look in his eyes.

"I'm sorry..." Before Duanxuan finished his sentence, the priest slammed the wine glass in his hand.

With a "bang", the wine glass hit Broken String's forehead accurately, and blood flowed from the brow. He didn't blink, and still lowered his head expressionlessly, letting the blood soak his eyes and handsome face...

The priest did not relieve his anger at all, pointing at Duanxuan and cursed with hatred: "The bastard of a whore-girl is so despicable, don't think that with my blood in your bones, I will tolerate you, an incompetent person like you is not worthy of being My son. Learn from Xue Tong, he became a sergeant at the age of 16, and became a holy master at the age of 20, what about you? You are 27, and you are still a sergeant, what else do you do besides playing with women???"

Duanxuan lowered his head, didn't say a word, there was no expression on his face, his eyes were still indifferent, as if he was not the one who was hurt and scolded at all.

Ye Xuetong didn't even look at Duanxuan, acting as if it didn't matter, because he was used to this kind of scene.

Almost every time the priest sees Duanxuan, even if Duanxuan has done nothing wrong, he can always find a reason to lose his temper with him and make him bleed, as if it makes him feel happy.

"Fuck off, I'll be bored just looking at you for a second longer." The priest waved his hand in disgust.

Duanxuan stood up, bowed to him, and retreated quietly. When he reached the door, the priest stopped him suddenly: "Stop."

Duanxuan stopped, turned to face him, bowed and bowed his head, humbly and respectfully.

"Kill that maid." The priest ordered coldly without giving any reason.

Duanxuan was slightly startled, and looked up at Ye Xuetong.

Ye Xuetong still lowered his eyes, and there was no movement. He knew that Gong Linger would pave the way for his back. The death of a maid was nothing to him. He didn't even care about his own life, let alone a maid.

"Yes." Duanxuan accepted the order respectfully, but no one noticed that when he turned around, there was a murderous look in his eyes.

……

"Xuetong, let's go out, I'll introduce someone to you." When the priest spoke to Ye Xuetong, his attitude changed 360 degrees, completely without the disgust and irritability just now.

"Yes." Ye Xuetong followed the priest out of the study.

……

Duanxuan came to his room, took out his gun and aimed at Amy on the bed: "Sorry, I don't want to either."

Gong Linger asked in astonishment: "Cousin, uncle told you to kill her?"

Duanxuan nodded, and directly pulled the trigger.

Amy closed her eyes, ready to die. People in the dark night never fear death.

Gong Ling'er lowered her head, feeling very uncomfortable.

In the bathroom, upon hearing these words, Jing Jingyi opened the door without thinking: "Don't kill her!"