Chapter 3286 Performing a Bitter Trick

As soon as he said two words, there was a crisp sound and he was hit on the left side of his face.

Meng Wenzhe's father's head was hit to the side, half of his face was numb, and there was a tinnitus in his ears.

After a while, he didn't realize it. He was beaten a few times when he was a child, but he never got beaten again after he grew up. He has been beating people all these years. Who would dare to beat him? .

He turned his head again and again: "Dad...you..."

As soon as he said these two words, he was slapped again. He was panting and said, "You son of a bitch, get down on your knees."

Meng Wenzhe's father touched his face. His father's beating really hurt. He was really slapping him with all his strength. Now his face was really hurting like a fire: "Dad, why did you hit me? ?”

His father was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, thinking that he wanted to hit him, but at this critical juncture, if only a few slaps could be exchanged for the safety of their Meng family, he could have maimed this son.

If he didn't hear it, the little kid said he wanted to tell Xia Anlan.

In fact, Mr. Xia is not the most terrifying person here. The most terrifying person is Xia Anlan. No one in their circle knows how scary Xia Anlan is.

The fact that he has reached this stage at such a young age is not entirely due to his father. He is truly capable and scheming, which is really unmatched by anyone.

Some time ago, when he took action to clean up the Zeng family, if he hadn't cut off contact with the Zeng family in advance and took the initiative to report, their family would not even be able to escape the storm.

Grandpa Meng Wenzhe gritted his teeth angrily and said: "Kneel down for me...what do you call dad? Kneel down..."

Although he didn't want to, no matter how stupid his son was, he still knew that this was to survive the current disaster.

So, he knelt down very reluctantly.

Meng Wenzhe's grandfather stretched out his hand: "Bring the stick."

The nearest person handed over the wooden stick in his hand, but he didn't take it: "Bring over the iron one."

His son felt a little uneasy. Why did he need an iron rod?

Seeing that his father took the iron rod in his hand, without saying a word, he raised his hand and hit him on the back. He beat his son to the ground on the snow in one fell swoop, but he was not soft at all.

When Meng Wenzhe's mother saw this scene, she hurriedly shouted: "Dad, what are you doing? This is your son. Do you want to beat him to death?"

"Shut up, everyone. It's because I'm too loose on you all the time, and let you develop this bad habit one by one. Today, I'm going to teach this brat a lesson. Don't let anyone stop me." Meng Wen Grandpa Zhe looked angry and spoke very powerfully.

His son was beaten lying on the snow and howled. Just now his face was directly pressed against the snow, his nose was hit hard, sore and sore, he opened his mouth crying for pain, and gnawed directly into the snow.

"Dad... stop hitting... stop hitting, it hurts so much..."

He yelled and was hit on the back again, causing him to scream in pain.

"Shut up, too. How do I teach you on weekdays? You know that you will cause trouble for me all day long without doing your job properly..." Grandpa Meng Wenzhe knew that he would definitely not be kind today. As an old leader, he used to always He said that knowing mistakes can greatly improve things. As long as it is not a mistake of principle, he can be very tolerant as long as it is a small mistake.

When they met just now, he had already missed the opportunity, and he must not make another mistake this time.

You must seize the opportunity first and don't let the other party speak and let him teach his son a lesson. By then, it will be too late.