Chapter 1897

Smell speech, Li Lao's eyes pass a touch of accident, leaning on crutches slowly turn around, eyes dignified and gloomy looking at him, "so quickly know wrong?"

Old Li's eyes stayed on his bloody hands. His eyes were cold. What did he do?

"Yes, I will marry whoever you want me to marry, and I will go wherever you want me to." Li Jue Feng was very humble, but his face was still full of rebellious.

Mr. Li didn't speak. He looked up and down at him with his suspicious eyes. Then he sneered, "you've made so many big moves in the consortium, and now you've figured it out all at once?"

"My son is really wrong. Please punish him lightly." Li Jue Feng lowered his head and said, pleading for himself.

"Bang --"

Old Li picked up his crutch and knocked him on the head.

Li Jue Feng clenched his teeth and got the stick. He didn't dodge, and his fist became tighter.

Li walked in front of him on crutches and said coldly, "I've grown up with you for decades. Who hasn't seen or experienced anything? How can I believe that you repent so quickly?"

……

His tone was cold, as if he was facing a subordinate, not his own son.

"If you don't believe me, I can leave England and go to America at once." Li Jue Feng said firmly, his eyes were deep and deep.

"Good."

Li Lao's voice is vigorous, "you kowtow a hundred heads for me here. This time, I can take it as if it never happened."

……

Li Jue Feng's fist was tightly clenched, his face was cold to the extreme, and the arc of his outline was tight.

For a long time, Li Jue Feng did not hesitate to kowtow, his forehead hit the ground, and his hatred in his eyes gathered more and more.

The effect of drugs spread in his body, leaving his whole brain in a state of almost vague but excited, only kowtowing.

There is no other mechanical action, every time, the forehead is heavily hit on the ground.

Li Lao looked down at him, his eyes were still cold, without any heartache. He held his hand tightly on the crutch and didn't stop. He just watched Li Jue Feng kowtow to himself.

One hundred kowtows, Li Jue Feng's face was not tired, his eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and there was a deep bloodstain on his forehead, which had been broken.

"Forgive me, father!" Li Jue Feng said humbly again.

"You have to remember today, son, don't fight with me. If I want you to get one point, you can't expect to get ten!" Mr. Li's voice was dignified.

"Yes, my son knows."

Li juefeng knelt on the ground and said.

"All right, go down."

Old Li leaned on his crutch and waved, his face cold.

Li juefeng stood up and walked out without any tiredness.

Only when he walked out of the door did his figure shake slightly, and the corridor in front of him appeared overlapping shadows, vaguely shaking in front of him.

Li Jue Feng's steps faltered, stretched out his hand, pulled his collar, and walked forward step by step. His hatred was almost burning.

Knock a hundred heads.

Of course, he will remember it well, he will remember it firmly!

All his life, he will never forget what the old man did to him!

Li juefeng's spirit was in a state of inexplicable excitement. After being shut down for more than 20 hours and a hundred hours, his body began to overdraw, which made his chest unable to vent his inexplicable ange