Chapter 1005: Vicious Child, Vicious Parents

When everyone heard the voice, they frowned slightly. Looking along the voice, they saw a middle-aged fat man in his forties walking out of the elevator, striding towards this side angrily, with a ferocious face and imposing manner. It was majestic and looked like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Zhong Mo raised his brows slightly, with a strange light flashing in his eyes. He grabbed Liang Zhiwen and whispered a few words in his ear.

"What? Sister, this, this..."

Liang Zhiwen's expression suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and he looked at Zhong Mo with some horror.

He didn't expect that his brother-in-law would have such an idea, he couldn't believe it!

"Are you scared?"

Zhong Mo raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice.

Liang Zhiwen took a deep breath, various thoughts kept storming in his mind, and his face was mixed with ferocious, hesitant, scared, and even determined looks. It only lasted for more than ten seconds, and he finally nodded hard and said: "I understand!"

He immediately took out his phone and sent a message!

He had just finished sending the message when the middle-aged fat man came over and saw that his son was beaten until his nose and face were bruised and swollen, like a pig's head. The flames of anger kept attacking his brain, making him almost collapse.

He glanced around with sharp eyes, swiped everyone with his fingers, and shouted loudly: "Who? Who is bullying my son? Get out of here!"

Mulan Ke was about to stand up, but Zhong Mo shook his head gently at him, signaling him not to act rashly.

Although Mulan Ke didn't know why Zhong Mo did this, he still retracted his raised right foot.

Zhong Mo stood up from the crowd and said coldly: "Sir, your son brought it upon himself and deserves to be like this!"

"What?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged fat man flew into a rage. He rushed to Zhong Mo in a few steps, raised his head slightly, glared at him, and said word by word: "What did you say? Who are you? How dare you say that my son deserves the blame? You Don’t you want to live anymore?”

"Dad, yes, it was his friends who beat me up because they stood up for that poor guy He Zhenjiang!"

When Sun Deli saw his father coming, he immediately became more courageous and cried and shouted.

"What? For that poor guy He Zhenjiang?"

The fat middle-aged man raised his brows slightly, with a crack at the corner of his mouth, and said with disdain, "I didn't expect that poor guy He Zhenjiang to have a few rich friends. Isn't this too rare? I said, little brother, you Are you blind? Are you afraid of losing money by being friends with that poor guy He Zhenjiang?"

Zhong Mo was just about to test this middle-aged fat man, but who knew he would do it himself.

In other words, he knew everything his son Sun Deli had done!

His face darkened, but he still gave him one last chance.

"I am free to be friends with whoever I want, but do you know what your son did to He Zhenjiang?"

The middle-aged fat man seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world and laughed repeatedly: "Do you think I don't know what my son has done? He Zhenjiang is just a poor guy, why should he refuse my son to copy him? Did he really think that he would have a sense of superiority if he studied well? No, it was a big mistake. My son just played around with him."

"I heard that he committed suicide yesterday, didn't he? Didn't he die completely? Don't be in a hurry, take your time!"

When everyone heard this, their faces became very ugly.

Sure enough, behind the vicious child there is a vicious parent!

If it weren't for the instigation of this middle-aged fat man, how could Sun Deli do such a thing?

Sun Deli even laughed proudly: "Yes, if it doesn't work once, it will be twice, and if it doesn't work twice, it will be three times. In my eyes, He Zhenjiang is just like those stray cats and dogs. If I let him die, he will die. I Let him live and he will live, but he is more interesting and more exciting to play with than those stray cats and dogs!”

"Anyway, I'm not thirteen years old, so the law can't sentence me!"

Now that Sun Deli has his father to rely on, he is even more arrogant than can be described.

He feels like he is the king of this world now, and he will definitely decide the life or death of anyone!

Zhong Mo half-squinted his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and whispered to Liang Zhiwen on the side: "Xiaowen, are you still hesitant now? Some people deserve to go to hell. Sometimes kindness is for good people. punishment!”

Liang Zhiwen suddenly felt extremely ashamed of his hesitation just now.

What's wrong with you?

How could I feel sorry for such a pair of little devils?

He took a deep breath and whispered: "Brother-in-law, I remember!"

Zhong Mo put his right hand on his shoulder, glanced at the middle-aged fat man, and then blinked.

Liang Zhiwen was stunned at first, and then understood the meaning of Zhong Mo's look.

However, he did not take action, but blinked at the friends next to him.

Hei Zai immediately rushed to the middle-aged fat man angrily, held his head high, and shouted loudly: "You, your behavior is wrong, you are bringing bad luck to the children, and you are bringing bad social atmosphere..."

"Dad, they were the ones who beat me just now!"

Sun Deli pointed at Heizai and shouted loudly.

"Crack!"

The middle-aged fat man raised his right hand, slapped Hei Zai on the face, and cursed loudly, "Damn it, you dare to hit my son? I will beat you to death today!"

After saying this, he raised his right foot, kicked Hei Zai to the ground, and kicked him several times in succession.

"Ah, help, I killed someone..."

After Hei Zai was chopped last night, the wound on his left arm was wrapped with thick gauze, which looked very miserable. Now he was beaten by the middle-aged fat man, which immediately aroused the indignation and sympathy of countless people around him.

"Hurry up and save people, Hei Zai, are you okay? Someone is beaten to death, someone is beaten to death!"

Liang Zhiwen shouted, then waved his fist and hit the middle-aged fat man's left eye.

"Bang!"

Before the middle-aged fat man could react, his left eye immediately turned into a panda eye, and he couldn't help but step back a few steps.

However, before he could say a word, the other six young men had already split into two groups. Two people tried their best to save Hei Zai, and the other four joined forces with Liang Zhiwen to punch and kick the middle-aged fat man!

How much fun the middle-aged fat man had just beaten Hei Zai, how miserable he was now!

After all, he was in his forties and had been pampered for many years. His weight exceeded 280 kilograms and his movements were slow. How could he be a match for Liang Zhiwen and the other five? He only lasted three or four rounds before he was knocked to the ground, followed by countless fists and shoe prints raining down.

"Ah, help, someone's been beaten to death..."

The middle-aged fat man let out a shrill scream, exactly the same as Hei Zai's just now!