Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 106 I Can't Hold It Anymore (1)
"Old Li, be careful with your wheelchair. I'm afraid Chenchen already suspects that there is another secret behind this." Pei Hongfen reminded her husband that if he likes Ye Chen, he likes it. There are some things that she still doesn't want her to know.

This wheelchair was specially made by Ling Mo to protect Uncle Li. There are probably dozens of mechanisms inside. The little black button is the switch to activate the mechanism.

Uncle Li, whose full name is Li Jianguo, was the last boss of "Mad World" more than ten years ago, the right-hand man of a man named Jia, and he was very proud of himself.

Can be selected as the best right-hand man, one can imagine how skillful he is.

Maybe he really complied with that sentence, those who come out to mess around always have to pay back.

The retribution came quickly. During a fight with other gangs, he was betrayed by a traitor, hacked more than ten times, and fell to the ground on the spot, bleeding all over his body.

This was not the worst, because he was rescued by his brother.

When he returned home after recovering from his injuries, he found that his only son, which he got in his middle age, had been hacked to death on the bed.

The blood had clotted, and it looked like his only son had been hacked to death the day he was injured and fell to the ground.

At that moment, he seemed to be hit by five thunders, and he collapsed to the ground exhausted.

It was also that day, when he stood up from the ground, a day and a night had passed, and he hadn't had any water or rice for a day and a night, but he didn't feel any hunger.

He took out the lighter and lit the quilt on the bed that was stained red by his son's blood. He picked up the son he had killed and sat in the middle of the bed, quietly waiting for the last moment to come.

He was not burned to death because, at the moment he was swallowed by the flames, someone came in through the door.

This person, he knew, was Jia's appointed successor to the next generation of "Mad World". Although he was not yet old, Jia would bring him to attend every important meeting.

"What are you doing here?" With the last sliver of his sanity, he reprimanded the young man who rushed to the bed.

"Uncle Li, I'm here to rescue you!" The boy's voice hadn't fully grown out yet, and it was a little childish, but at that moment, it was as sonorous and powerful as the voice of an adult man.

"You go, I don't want you to care!" He closed his eyes and pushed the boy who had already walked to him with the last bit of strength.

"Uncle Li, what if I said I could avenge you and your son!" The young man grabbed his hand and looked at him firmly, "Are you coming with me?"

At that moment, he wavered and hesitated. The injury on his body is really insignificant. The poor child is only six years old this year. He just started the big class. Be sure to let Dad go to the parent-teacher meeting.

Such a lively, flesh and blood, intelligent and innocent child disappeared in a blink of an eye, how could he not be sad?He almost wanted to take a knife and kill himself.

Knowing that the retribution would be on his son, Li Jianguo would rather spend his life as a farmer in the countryside than join the underworld for some so-called success.

"Uncle Li, you believe me, one day, I will take 'Crazy World' to the daytime, to the sunrise!" Seeing that he was still wavering, the boy gritted his teeth and roared again.

In this way, with the help of the young man Ling Mo, he broke out of the sea of ​​flames. He was alive, but his face was disfigured, and the exposed skin on his hands was not good.

He didn't care much about his appearance, if he ruined it, he would be ruined, not to mention, with these indelible scars, he could always remind him to take revenge for Xiao Hai.

In the "Mad World" at that time, no one except Ling Mo and Pei Hongfen knew that Li Jianguo was still alive.

He has been hiding in Ling Mo's apartment since he got out of the fire scene. Fortunately, although Ling Mo's father never came to see him, he gave him a lot of living expenses every month.

The old butler was also a very law-abiding person, he never asked him about his background, but just sent him upstairs every meal.

Because she wanted to find out who the traitor was, Pei Hongfen, who had been cooking in the "Mad World", did not leave. She wanted to find out more information and avenge her son.

Finally, after waiting for nearly a year, Ling Mo brought him two pieces of good news: one was that he found an excuse and successfully "kicked" Pei Hongfen out of the "Mad World"; One, finally found out who the mole was.

When he saw the mole who had him hacked more than ten times, killed his son, and disfigured him, all his blood boiled.

Even though he was already very weak, he still swung the machete. He wanted to cut off the man's fingers one by one, and use his slowly bleeding blood to pay homage to his son's spirit in heaven.

Ling Mo didn't stop him, he stood aside and watched coldly, his handsome face showed a hostility that didn't match his age.

He is equally disgusted with traitors.

There is a saying, "there is more than enough heart but not enough strength", which is often used to describe men and women when they suddenly feel weak. At that time, his hand had been severely burned, which had already affected the tendon of his hand. Even if he wanted to, his hand Still trembling involuntarily.

Ling Mo walked up to him and said to him, "Uncle Li, I'll come."

This was the first time he saw the bloodthirsty coldness in this young man's eyes. Since he was destined to be the new generation master of "Mad World", his hands were destined to be covered with blood. He didn't stop him, and handed the knife to gave him.

It has to be said that this boy, young and young, knows how to fight psychological warfare. After he took the knife, he was not in a hurry to chop, but hacked the guardrail next to him one after another.

When the iron guardrail hit the iron machete, sparks flew out. Amidst the flying sparks and the rattling urging sound, the traitor, who had pretended to be calm, collapsed to the ground in an instant, incontinent in urinating.

Ling Mo frowned and walked towards the people on the ground, raised his knife and dropped it, followed by a shrill scream.

Probably in order to fulfill Li Jianguo's wish, Ling Mo really chopped off his fingers one by one.

Just when the two of them thought that the traitor was going to be dealt with like this, the man who had already had three fingers chopped off suddenly looked behind Ling Mo, and his dying eyes shone like a flash of light.

(End of this chapter)