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Chapter 433 Feng Burong Was Drawn

"It's too late to pinch me now, so I'll just stand here." Feng Burong walked up to Master Rong, who was half a head taller than Master Rong, "If you don't strangle me now, you'll have to go to jail, choose."

Mrs. Rong, who was standing outside the study, turned pale with shock when she heard this, and walked in immediately. Seeing that Master Rong was really going to pinch Feng Burong, she was so frightened that she ran over to pull Feng Burong away, "Bu Rong, why are you running?" Come back to anger your father, do you think it is easy to raise you? What right do you have to die? If you die, you will die, and your father will be charged with murder, do you think you are right?"

"Mom even stabbed her own sister, are you right?" Feng Burong sneered sarcastically.

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"If I don't teach you a good lesson today, I won't be your old man!" Master Rong hammered the desk table hard, went to the side and took a leather whip and folded it back.

Mrs. Rong turned pale when she saw this, "Master, what are you doing!" Her body was already in front of Feng Burong, "Bu Rong, hurry up, don't mess with your father again!"

Feng Burong's stubborn temper also came up, he stretched out his hand to pull Mrs. Rong away, stood upright in front of Master Rong, took off the coat and the woolen coat inside, and only wore a shirt, "If Dad doesn't kill me today, I will crawl Crawl out and send you to prison."

"You scoundrel! See if I don't beat you to death!" Master Rong was so angry at his words that his forehead was congested and the whip hit him hard, and his white shirt was gradually stained red with faint blood stains.

Mrs. Rong stretched out her hand to grab Master Rong, but Master Rong glanced at her angrily, "Don't dare to stop me from hitting you!"

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Whip after whip, one after another, beat Feng Burong continuously, but Feng Burong didn't say a word, letting Master Rong beat him with his body tensed.

Mrs. Rong burst into tears, her body was not shaking, she looked at Master Rong who really wanted to kill Feng Burong, she cried and said to Feng Burong, "Acknowledge your mistake to your father, otherwise he really wants to kill Feng Burong. will kill you!"

Feng Burong didn't say a word, but his body still stood upright, and he didn't fall down.

Mrs. Rong couldn't take it anymore, she turned around and ran out, ran into the room, picked up the phone and called Rong Zhicheng, "Your elder brother is going to beat Bu Rong to death, come here quickly!" After hanging up the phone, she called the other three Uncle.

Ten minutes later, Rong Zhicheng came to Rong's house, ran into the study in two or three steps, and saw Master Rong pumping Feng Burong vigorously. People are terrified.

"Brother! What are you doing!" Rong Zhicheng ran over to grab Master Rong, snatched the leather whip from his hand and threw it out of the study door, and said to the housekeeper who followed, "Take the leather whip away!" After finishing speaking Looking at Feng Burong again, Mrs. Rong was already trying to persuade him, but he didn't respond. With Zhang Qinghan's handsome face, he turned his head and said to Master Rong earnestly, "Brother, what are you doing? Bu Rong is you The only son, the family business will be handed over to him in the future—”

"He doesn't care about any family business at all! His wings are so stiff, he's going to fly solo!" Master Rong pointed at Feng Burong and roared.

"What nonsense, who will take over the family business if he doesn't? There are only three younger sisters under Burong, and they will all get married in the future—"

"Without Feng Burong, wouldn't anyone take over? It's not up to him! The second, third, fourth, and your son can take over. Even if he wants to take over now, I don't want to give it to him!" Master Rong was so angry Head dizzy.

These words happened to be heard by the Second Master Rong, the Third Master, the Fourth Master and their wives who came in from the door of the study room. The husband and wife looked at each other, and there was a message of mutual understanding in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)