Bang!

Shui Ling took the video to Wu Zhixiong at the meeting, and his face was as frost.

"Banlanhu, Baitouwen personally gave me this tape yesterday and asked me to give him an explanation. Should you give me an explanation?"

Wu Zhixiong turned on the video recorder in a daze, but he saw a restricted-level movie starring his son and a woman.

Naturally, I thought of something and asked: "Is this woman in the picture the granddaughter of Baitouwen?"

"That's the kind that someone else's wife, the one who is married to the Ming Dynasty."

“…………”

Wu Zhixiong was stunned.

Then, looking at the picture, I felt like I was being sung.

"Damn he is so old, and he still wants to have a little face when he finds such a young girl as his wife!"

Shui Ling sneered: "Your son has a married woman, should he whisper?"

When Wu Zhixiong heard this, he lowered his head in shame.

"Bailan Tiger, Baitou Wen wants your son's hands"

Wu Zhixiong suddenly looked up and stared at Shui Ling: "I want my son to have two hands? I am my own son! That's how you support me as the leader!"

"If you are not our Dongxing Wuhu, all he wants is your son's life. This matter has no discussion. If you refuse, Baitouwen will directly attack you, and the club will not help you this time."

Wu Zhixiong slapped the table violently: "Damn it! If you want to suppress me, just say it! Aren't you just unhappy? I used to oppose you with the crow and deliberately take revenge on me?! You are just the leader of human beings,"

"Now it's your son who slept with his wife!"

"What! So what, Baitou Wen, he thought he was still the leader! If you don't support me, I will just take it myself!"

As he said that, Wu Zhixiong stood up and left the seat with anger.

He also muttered: "I am the leader of the house, and the house collapses."

Chang San frowned when he heard this and wanted to teach him a lesson, but Shui Ling grabbed his wrist and shook his head, stopping him.

After all, in a sense... Wu Zhixiong said nothing wrong.

Shui Ling really wanted to get rid of him, but she just didn't have the chance to do it. If she could use Baitouwen's hand to kill him this time, Shui Ling would feel very happy.

Besides, when Wu Zhixiong returned home, the more he thought about it, he became more angry. He wanted to beat his son and vent his anger. But he saw...

His son was in his room and putting a needle on his arm.

After a moment of rushing, Wu Zhixiong felt his head empty, and then his whole body was cold.

"Are you taking drugs?"

Without saying a word, Wu Zhixiong picked up all the guys in the room and hit his son frantically.

"What are you doing!"

"You bastard! Why did I give birth to a villain like you? I'm telling you to suck! Telling you to suck! Telling you to suck! You seduce your wife?! I'm going to beat you to death today, so I can save you from being cheated by you little bastard in the future!"

"It's just flour? What a big deal? You used to sell this thing."

"I sell it! But I never touch it! Can this thing be touched? If you touch this thing, you will be useless."

Wu Zhixiong was so angry that he came to beat him. As he was beaten, his son was not doing well yet, so he sat on the ground and cried out in a daze.

"Dad, you... are you okay?"

"How did you stick this thing?"

"I... I've sucked a few horses I've soaked recently. They all said that this thing is fine, just..."

Wu Zhixiong understood as soon as he heard this, his stupid son was designed by someone.

Maybe someone has designed the matter with Baitouwen’s wife.

"I will arrange for you tonight to leave Hong Kong Island, Europe, America, and anywhere."

"Why."

"Because you have been targeted! You are a flop! This time your dad is really going to be killed by you!"

After shouting, his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Oh no, boss, our place has been swept."

"The person who was left with a white head?"

"right."

"I understand, fight them!"

……………………

To be honest, Baitou is no longer qualified to be called a leader now.

But as the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and Baitouwen's strength is at least the top ten boss in Hong Kong. However, because Banlan Hu was too close to the crow, his power was already worse than before. This time, Shu Ling didn't care about him. How could he withstand Baitouwen's attack with his own strength?

Therefore, in just a few days, his power was already scattered by Baitouwen.

Following his younger brother, he not only did not make money recently, but he was beaten.

There was no choice but to hold a big banquet and invite several other bosses from Dongxing who usually have a good relationship with him to dinner, hoping that they can help them.

"Brother Xiong, everyone is brother. Now that you are bullied like this, we feel uncomfortable watching you, but there is no way. Sister Ling said it specifically, no one in the club can help you, and we are in a difficult situation."

"We have been in love for more than ten years. How long have you known you for a long time? You will never save him with just one word?"

"No, Brother Xiong, this time we really can't stand morally. It's understandable that Sister Ling did this."

"What's wrong? After all, you are still unwilling to help me?"

"Ah Xiong, it's all because of your son. If you hand over your son, you'll be fine."

"Yes, they just want your son to have two hands, it's not your son's life."

"Why don't you like this? If you ask Sister Ling, we will only have one hand. After all, Baitouwen was one of the four major leaders before. Do you have to give him a step forward? One less hand will not affect his future life."

"That's right, Brother Xiong, give Baitouwen a face. Then we will ask Sister Ling to help you stand up. If she still refuses to stand up, we will help you."

Bang!

Wu Zhixiong, who was cutting the roasted pig, was furious: "You can just hand over it, that's my biological son!"

As he said that, Wu Zhixiong, who had already lost his mind, picked up the chopped pork directly, and the one who was still on the old friends: "Then do you want to share my meat? Come on! Eat! Divide! Eat! Eat you to death!"

"Hey! You're enough! Don't go too far!"

"How is it! Are you going to fight?"

"Ah Xiong, everyone is here to help you."

"Help me? Let me hand over one of my son's hands and say it's help me?"

As he said that, Wu Zhixiong overturned the table.

"Mad Dog"

"Unreasonable"

The bosses came tonight because they couldn't understand the affection. Who would have really helped him? Seeing him going crazy like this, everyone had an excuse and left cursingly, making up their minds to let him die.

After all the bosses left, Wu Zhixiong sat on the ground and became depressed.

After a long time, Wu Zhixiong's elder brother rang out.

"Hello"

"It's not good to betray your relatives. I want to save your son, I can help you."

"Who are you?"
Chapter completed!