Shenhao starts from system downtime

Chapter 952 Let Them Wait
Seoul.

A mansion in the suburbs.

At this very moment, Li Zhihao, who is the central figure in this huge storm of unprecedented scale in South Korea, is still sleeping peacefully on his luxurious bed.

In the first half of last night, Li Zhihao had been waiting for the news from the Black Dragon Club. He had been waiting since seven o'clock in the evening, and did not get the news until twelve o'clock. Lin Qian did not return to the Shilla Hotel, but took Everyone went to the Hilton Hotel.

After hearing the news, Li Zhihao was so angry that he directly smashed the [-]-inch TV in the living room to pieces. After finally calming down, just as he lay down and was about to sleep, his teeth started to hurt again.

Finally, after tossing and tossing for most of the night, when the sky outside began to faintly turn white, he finally fell asleep, and then slept until noon without waking up, and even dreamed of tyrannical Lin Qian in his dreams.

however……

Just when he was about to take off Lin Qian's head in his dream, in reality a basin of bone-chilling water poured directly on his head, making him instantly sober.

"Fuck Nima!"

"Which bastard disturbs the dream of labor and management!"

Li Zhihao suddenly sat up from the bed, and subconsciously cursed.

However, when he wiped off the water on his face and saw clearly the person standing in front of him, he was instantly stunned.

The people standing in front of him were none other than his own father, Li Zairong, and a dozen bodyguards in suits and leather shoes wearing black sunglasses and headsets. His own son was scolded as a bastard in front of everyone, and his face would not look good.

"father……"

Li Zhihao looked at Li Zayong, and called out subconsciously, but before he could say anything, he was greeted by a loud mouth.

"Snapped!"

This slap by Li Zairong can be said to have used [-]% of his strength, directly slapping Li Zhihao from the bed to the ground.

"puff!"

Originally, most of the teeth in Li Zhihao's mouth were already loose because of Lin Qian's beating yesterday, but now after Li Zairong's slap, two more teeth were knocked out immediately, mixed with a little blood, and Li Zhihao Spit out from the mouth.

"Father, what are you doing?"

Li Zhihao, who was fearless outside, did not dare to show any disobedience in front of Li Zairong. The fear in his eyes seemed to be engraved in his bones.

Faced with Li Zhihao's question, Li Zairong did not answer. He looked indifferently at Li Zhihao who had fallen to the ground, and at the same time stretched out his hand to the bodyguard beside him, and then the bodyguard beside him silently handed over a silver baseball bat to him. In the hands of Li Zairong.

"father……"

"Father, what do you have to say, let's talk about it!"

Looking at Li Zairong walking towards him with a baseball bat in his hand, Li Zhihao's face was full of panic and bewilderment.

"Rebel!"

"what!"

"waste!"

"what!"

"brute!"

"Father, father, stop beating, stop beating..."

Li Zairong held the baseball bat tightly in both hands. After he walked in front of Li Zhihao, he beat Li Zhihao violently. He went all out with every stick, and Li Zhihao screamed again and again.

"Damn things!"

"I'll drive you crazy!"

"Make you crazy!"

Li Zairong had a fierce look on his face. His last few blows did not hit Li Zhihao's body, but all fell on Li Zhihao's left leg.

One is a mortal body, and the other is an iron rod made of pure metal. Under Li Zairong's full force, after only four or five hits, everyone heard a crisp "click" sound from Li Zhihao's left leg, And what followed was Li Zhihao's miserable wailing.

Li Zhihao was holding his left leg with both hands, his face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat was continuously streaming down his forehead, his expression was distorted due to the severe pain.

"Dang..."

After discounting Li Zhihao's left leg, Li Zairong casually threw the baseball bat aside. Looking at Li Zhihao who was lying on the ground and howling constantly, a look of unbearable flashed in the depths of his eyes, but soon his eyes were once again overwhelmed by indifference. replace.

"Do you not know why you were beaten?"

Li Zairong looked down at Li Zhihao on the ground, and after speaking quietly, he took out a mobile phone from his pocket and threw it directly in front of Li Zhihao: "See for yourself how much trouble you have made for the group and the family." Bar."

After Li Zhihao heard Li Zairong's words, he gritted his teeth, resisted the bursts of pain from his legs, and struggled to pick up Li Zairong's mobile phone that was still in front of him.

After clicking on their largest social networking site in Korea, amidst the overwhelming public opinion and news, Li Zhihao soon knew why he was beaten.

"Lin Qian..."

"Lin Qian must have done this!"

"He's taking revenge on me!"

"He must have done it!"

After Li Zhihao understood the cause and effect, he was a little absent-minded, and muttered to himself one after another.

"Lin Qian?"

Li Zairong, who was standing in front of Li Zhihao, couldn't help frowning after hearing Li Zhihao's muttering to himself, but at this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

"Dong Li, the Chief Prosecutor of the Seoul District Prosecutor's Office is here. He has brought along many prosecutors and policemen, and he is at the door now. He said that he wants to take Master Zhihao back for a routine investigation."

After Li Zairong's secretary walked quickly to Li Zairong's side from the outside, he bowed to Li Zairong's ear and said respectfully to Li Zairong.

"Zheng Youhe?"

Li Zayong raised his eyelids and asked softly.

"That's right, it's Zheng Youhe and the Chief Prosecutor."

The secretary responded in a low voice.

"Tell them that I'm dealing with the nephew at home. Let them wait outside the door. When I finish my education, let them come in."

For ordinary people, it is a prosecutor who is frightened by the news, but Li Zaiyong didn't take it seriously, and ordered to his secretary in a soft voice.

"Yes."

"But they seem to be in a hurry, and they are all a little irritable."

The secretary thought about it, and then raised something to Li Zairong in a low voice.

"If you are willing to wait, just wait at the door."

"If you don't want to wait, let them go!"

"Just tell them, I said this!"

Li Zayong said in a deep voice, his words were full of domineering.

"Now……"

"You retell me what you have been doing these days, that is, which women you have slept with a few days ago, and you have to tell me the truth. If you dare to hide anything from me, I will tell you the truth. Your other leg is also discounted, I will do what I say."

After the secretary left in a hurry, Li Zairong turned his eyes back to Li Zhihao, and asked him in a deep voice.

Facing Li Zairong's cold gaze, Li Zhihao subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and then he really didn't dare to hide anything, and slowly told Li Zairong about his grievances with Lin Qian in chronological order...

(End of this chapter)