Urban Conceited Soldier

"Dad, help me, help me. I don't want to drink this juice, and I don't want to talk to these three Negroes in the room."

Liu Zichao tightly grasped Liu Liqiang's hand and cried bitterly: "Dad, I really know I'm wrong. I'll listen to you in the future. I'll study hard and never make trouble for you outside. This time, you really want to save me."

People are not plants, which can be merciless.

Faced with his own son's crying, Liu Liqiang's Lapel was full of tears, kowtowed to Lu Hao repeatedly, his forehead was broken, and he slowly oozed blood, but he didn't care at all. He yelled: "Master Lu, give my son a chance to be a new man. If he is still young, punish me if you want to punish him!"

Lu Hao looked at Liu Liqiang, who was choked to tears, sneered at the corners of his mouth, clapped his hands, and said, "what a touching father and son are. I feel like a villain at this time, aiming at you."

Looking at the smiling expression on Lu Hao's face, Liu Liqiang trembled and quickly explained: "Mr. Lu misunderstood me. My son has made a mistake. We should be punished. What Mr. Lu did is absolutely right. The wrong is us. Just ask Mr. Lu to show his respect. If you want to punish me, punish me!"

"Punish you?"

Lu Hao shook his head gently, and his eyes fell on Liu Zichao, who was clenching his lips. He said slowly, "injustice has its head and debt has its owner. It's not your fault. Why should I punish you?"

After a pause, in Liu Liqiang's desperate eyes, Lu Hao said softly: "since I don't want to drink juice to chat with black boys, I'd better give your son another choice. Are you willing?"

Waiting for Liu Liqiang to speak, Liu Zichao rushed to reply: "yes, I do!"

At this time, he could not even care to hate Lu Hao.

At this moment, as long as he can not be like this, he is satisfied, nothing matters.

Liu Liqiang hesitated a little, but his son had already promised, and he did not dare to raise any objection to avoid angering Lu Hao. He nodded and said, "thank you for your kindness. I'll choose the second choice."

Lu Hao looked at Liu Liqiang's promise, and then said with a smile, "the second choice is that your son plead guilty. I'll let Li Qiming arrange the charges. No more, no more. I'll forgive him after spending ten years in prison. What do you think?"

Although Lu Hao's words are asking Liu Liqiang, but judging from his not angry and self-confident look and the fierce and murderous mood in his tone, how dare Liu Liqiang say not a word.

This is related to the future of Liu Zichao. Liu Liqiang dare not refute it. Liu Zichao can't control so much. He quickly looks at Liu Liqiang for help and says in a low voice, "Dad, I don't want to be in prison. For ten years, when I get out of prison, I will be a useless man."

Say say, can't help but cry out a voice, nose a tear, appearance miserable matchless.

Looking at his son's miserable appearance, Liu Liqiang felt a burst of angina. He looked at Lu Hao and said, "can you change another punishment? Is the ten-year period too long, and Zichao has made such a mistake, and it will not be..."

"Shut up!"

Liu Liqiang's words have not finished, Lu Hao directly interrupted him.

His face was cold and his eyes were like electricity. Lu Hao snorted coldly and said, "do you think I'm bargaining with you? Now you can let your son plead guilty and go to jail.

Or I'll force this juice down for your father and son, and then I'll let you have a good chat with those three little black brothers, and then go to jail and plead guilty! "

After that, Lu Hao got up and went straight to the door.

"Mr. Lu, what about my family's property? Could you please hold up your hand and stop suppressing Liu's real estate? We can't be happy any more."

When Lu Hao passed by Liu Liqiang, he hugged his thigh and cried.

"Ha ha, you still want money. Your heart is really big."

Lu Hao frowned slightly and pulled back his thigh from Liu Liqiang's arm.

Looking back at Li Qiming, LV Hao said in a deep voice: "Lao Li, you are responsible for the end of this matter. Ten years in prison can't take a minute. I don't care how good Liu Zichao behaves in prison and how much credit he can make, I won't allow him to reduce his sentence!"

"Yes

Li Qiming was shocked and said, "Mr. Lu, don't worry. I will handle it properly."

Long after LV Hao left, Li Qiming still kept the posture of seeing off.

After a few minutes, Li Qiming stood up, glanced at Liu Liqiang, who was completely paralyzed on the bluestone pavement. He sighed slightly and said, "Mr. Liu, it's time for you to go home."

"Home? Where is home? Where is my home

Liu Liqiang's eyes were at a loss. He would cry and laugh for a while. He seemed to have some mental disorder.

Li Qiming didn't look at him again. After telling the security guards to throw Liu Liqiang out, he went straight into the mansion.

He knew that Liu Liqiang was abandoned, regardless of whether his mental disorder was real or disguised.

Since today, in Zijin City, there will no longer be the name of Liu's real estate, nor his foothold of Liu Liqiang."Mr. Lu's momentum seems to be gradually coming back."

Recalling LV Haoxian's decisiveness in making decisions, Li Qiming did not feel frightened, but secretly pleased in his heart.

Five years ago, he and Lu Hao went through the great changes of Zijin City. He witnessed the youth blood of Lu Hao, holding a sword to the sky.

Now, five years later, it seems that the boy who has been quiet seems to be coming back again!

……

There are two flowers, one for each.

Zijin City imperial court super grade, well-known Regal villa group.

In the Li family mansion.

On the carpet of the retired soldiers, the face of the retired soldiers is on their knees.

"Dad, you look at the cold wind and look unhappy. Does that mean I'm wrong? He didn't protect me, but he was right? "

Li Wei stood aside and said angrily, "what kind of shit, retired special forces is just a piece of garbage. One of our group's security guards can beat him. If he refuses to help me, he can't even protect me. He's beaten like a dog shaking his tail and begging for mercy. I've lost my face!"

At this time, Li Wei was standing beside the cold wind, spitting at him with emotion.

The swelling on his cheek was still very high, but it was funny.

And the wound on his face was naturally given by Lu Hao.

"Lengfeng, please ask yourself. In recent years, I, Li Qide, have been nice to you. I'll buy you a house and a car. I'll provide you with millions of yuan a year. If you don't want to be bound, I'll transfer you to Xiao Wei. As a result, you can't even do such a small thing well?"

In front of Leng Feng, an extraordinary middle-aged man frowned at the cold wind, and said unhappily, "Xiao Wei just went to a bar to drink, not to fight in Africa. Thanks to you or retired special forces, Xiao Wei was slapped a dozen times in the face. You are still back undamaged. Do you respect my respect?"