Interstellar Peak Glory

Not only Ling Feitong, but even Si Kongxiao, who was born as a businessman, felt that Jing Hao was out of his mind. Even if these words actually had some truth, just because he said them so thoughtlessly, it was enough for Ling Feitong to kill him.

Ling Feitong couldn't help being amused, and said, "According to what you said, is there any business in this world that you can't do?"

"That's for sure." Jing Hao was still somewhat proud, and said: "There is no business in this world that our Jing family dare not do." As he spoke, he looked at Ling Feitong again with disgust, and said: "Besides, you are a lowly bastard, what right do you have to make this young master kneel down?"

The people in the room immediately looked at Jing Hao with sympathetic eyes.

Even Hei Xiaowu, who has always been unscrupulous, couldn't help asking Sikong Xiao with his eyes - how can such a fool come out of your family?

Si Kongxiao looked back coldly with his eyes - this fucking is not from our family.

Ling Feitong didn't feel angry or anything, but suddenly felt that it was rare and special.

Since he came to District No.11, it's been a long time since anyone described him like that.

I didn't expect to meet such a person who is not afraid of death here.

Although Ling Feitong never cared about these words, and would not treat Jing Hao just because he scolded him, Mo Jiahua cared about them very much.

There are so many soldiers present, and several of them are Mo Jiahua's own soldiers, Ling Feitong doesn't even need to think about it, he can be sure that Mo Jiahua will definitely know about this.

Mo Jiahua's health has not been very good recently.

Ling Feitong appeared on this occasion where Mo Jiahua should have attended, because he wanted Mo Jiahua to take a rest.

So Ling Feitong naturally didn't want Mo Jiahua to pay attention to this matter because he was scolded.

So, Ling Feitong said slowly: "His face was swollen by this concubine."

"Yes!" The two soldiers who had always been sincerely convinced by Ling Feitong responded in unison, standing next to Jing Hao, one on the left and one on the right, each of them stretched out one hand and began to "snap" his bow left and right.

"I rely on - oops!"

"Crack——" "You fucking..."

"Papa!" Jing Hao fell silent.

There were endless slapping sounds, and those who were arrested with Jing Hao all had the illusion that their faces were going to swell.

Si Kongxiao stood by and watched coldly, glanced at Jing Hao, walked to Ling Feitong, and said, "What are you fussing with him about, keep his mouth open for questioning."

Ling Feitong thought about it too, if Jing Hao was beaten so bloody that he couldn't speak, then he probably wouldn't be able to ask questions today, which is not worth the candle.

After all, you can wait until the questioning is over before continuing to fight.

Ling Feitong raised his hand and said, "Stop."

The soldier's hand stopped in mid-air.

The corner of Jing Hao's mouth was already bleeding, and his face was also swollen, like fermented purple steamed buns.

He twisted his face in pain, pointing at Sikong Xiao with snot and tears, and said vaguely: "Fuck your mother, Sikong Xiao, you eat doggy stuff, and you want to be a concubine for Mo Jiahua because you are not a good concubine." Little one, shame on you!"

Ling Feitong: "..."

soldiers:"……"

This man is fucked.

Sikong Xiao hooked his lips, and said to Ling Feitong with his fingers: "Actually, it's not too late, is it?"

"If it is necessary, he will leave it to you. It will take ten days and a half months, as long as you can find out the mastermind behind him and the relevant crimes. I don't care about the rest." Ling Feitong said with a gleeful smile .

Sikong Xiao walked to Jing Hao's side, and looked down at him with a mask of coldness in his eyes.

Jing Hao felt that he had been greatly insulted, and continued to swear in anger: "...How dare you pretend to be innocent in front of this young master, and I don't know how many times you have been fucked by that prince."

Sikong Xiao kicked Jing Hao away.

Jing Hao slammed into a pillar behind him hard, his arm made a "click" sound, and then fell to the ground, vomiting blood and rolling his eyes, speechless.

Arthur who just walked in and Yiqiao saw this scene: "..."

"Is this torture?" Arthur walked side by side with Ling Feitong who had already come out of the hall.

"No, it's a personal grievance." Ling Feitong denied it firmly: "We will never do such things that violate the law."

Arthur looked at Ling Feitong speechlessly.

Ling Feitong straightened his face: "Really."

Arthur had a half-smile and said, "Then who was slapped just now?"

Ling Feitong was taken aback, "How do you know? Has someone filed a complaint with His Highness?"

This is a bit too fast, he hasn't gone a few steps yet.

Arthur said: "Basically, Qiao Ran and I were inspecting your family just now, and someone filed a complaint against your family through the terminal, and he couldn't leave after the inspection, so let me come to your place first to have a look." .”

"I'll go." Ling Feitong was sweet in his heart, but complained on his mouth: "It's such a trivial matter, but it can make him so caring, so it's possible that he thinks that there are so many people on my side, and he can still suffer? It's so annoying, worrying so much, I don't know how to take a good rest."

"Damn!" Arthur was extremely dissatisfied, and protested: "You should be scruples about your single friend's thoughts, do you know that every word you say between the lines is showing affection?"

Ling Feitong touched his face and asked suspiciously: "Is there? No?"

Arthur's eyes were about to roll to the sky.

Ling Feitong thought about it, he dared to swear to God, he really didn't mean to show affection at all.

However, it seems that the content of the speech is really a bit suspicious.

Ling Feitong smiled.

Showing affection without knowing it, this is probably the highest state of showing affection.

He will never get tired of Mo Jiahua in his whole life.

Ling Feitong couldn't help sighing.

"Oh——" Arthur twitched his eyelids and said, "What's wrong with you? Feeling sorry for life?"

"I feel depressed, uncomfortable, and sad about the life of a ghost." Ling Feitong said.

Arthur squinted at him.

Ling Feitong also squinted at Arthur.

"Will it work?" Arthur asked.

"It's useless." Ling Feitong didn't even have to think about it.

"Then you are depressed, uncomfortable, and sad." Arthur's tone was quite indifferent, but it was not aimed at Ling Feitong, but at this kind of sad spring and autumn from time to time.

Ling Feitong and Arthur walked forward silently side by side.

At the corner where a snowman was piled up, Ling Feitong tugged on Arthur's sleeve and said, "Then what, let me mention something, don't be angry."

Arthur said, "Then don't mention it."

Ling Feitong: "...Damn, you are too shameless."

Arthur smiled and said, "I know what you want to say."

Ling Feitong looked surprised, leaned over and put his arm on Arthur's shoulder, and the two brothers continued to walk forward: "Can you guess? Tell me?"

"You either want to talk about my child, or you want to mention Jing Xiao, don't you?" Arthur said with a half-smile.

Ling Feitong's face was dazed, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

In the end, he gave Arthur a thumbs up and sighed sincerely: "Awesome, you should be my true love, right? This fucking can be powered by telepathy."

"I'm not interested in you." Arthur shook his head and said, "And you don't look like my type, don't even think about it."

"Get out!" Ling Feitong scolded with a smile.

Arthur laughed too.

The two laughed for a while, feeling that each other and themselves were very stupid.

Arthur looked at the rows of evergreen trees covered with thick snow.

Arthur looked into the distance, stopped, and said: "During that time, my eyes were blood red when I closed my eyes. There was no second color in the world. When I needed my lover the most, he was not by my side. At that time, I felt that the sky was falling, and I wished I could die...I couldn't find the meaning of living."

Ling Feitong felt stuck in his heart, and said, "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Arthur gave him a blank look, and said, "What I want to say, what's the matter, why don't you let me complain?"

Ling Feitong: "Go ahead."

Arthur smiled, as if sighing, exhaled lightly, and said, "Tongtong, I don't think I'm too sad now. The darkest time has passed, and I thought, no matter how rubbish my life is, It can't be any worse, not only do I have to live, but I have to live a fucking life, and I have to live longer than those who killed me, so that I can have a chance to avenge myself."

"It won't take too long." Ling Feitong patted Arthur on the shoulder, looked at him firmly and said, "I will help you avenge, as long as you tell the time, we will bring down the Jing family together."

He wasn't talking about one or two people, but the entire Jing family.

"Okay." Arthur smiled, without refusing or being polite, and said, "The project is quite a lot, so don't just lift your pants and run away."

"That's impossible." Ling Feitong said solemnly, "I'll run away halfway and I'll get nothing in the end. This is not in line with my principles of life. I'm still waiting for the Jing family to collapse and occupy their medical resources. How about calling it 'Megahua Pharmaceutical Company'?"

Arthur: "...Damn, do you have nothing in your heart except Megahua?

"It's definitely not." Ling Feitong said, "And my son."

"How tall is Dabao Xiaobao now?"

How many centimeters has it grown?

"Oh." Arthur couldn't help sighing, "I know all this, you are really a competent father."

Ling Feitong felt a little hot on his face.

"I actually love them very much." Ling Feitong explained, "It's just that I didn't put too much effort into it."

Arthur said, "So what are you working on?"

Ling Feitong said: "Their daily training plans are written by me personally, and I also follow up the changes in the spiritual field every day."

"In case you leave them one day, they are being bullied where you can't see them?"

"Yeah, I have to prepare for that day." Ling Feitong finished speaking casually, then froze.

He looked up suddenly, looking at Arthur who was looking at him with much more complicated eyes.

This is fucking... embarrassing.

"I just..." Ling Feitong thought for a while, and said, "Just say that casually, don't take it seriously."

Arthur still stared at him and said, "It's because what you said casually is the truth."

Ling Feitong was a little nervous and wanted to explain, but Arthur stopped him directly.

"Even if you can fool Mo Jiahua, you can't fool me." Arthur stared into his eyes and said, "When you are nervous because you are deceiving, your head will not turn in any way, your eyes will be straight, and your pupils will be straight." There are also changes, you have too many loopholes, Tongtong."

Ling Feitong closed his mouth.

Arthur went on: "And you've talked about preparing for what's next before, but you've never been so hard on them. Even now, you could say it's because they're grown up that they need to learn these things, but you Don't you think that their current learning content and training intensity are completely overloaded?"

"But I also trained like this when they were so old." Ling Feitong said.

Arthur raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, and said: "But at that time, you would die if you didn't train, and it was precisely because of this intensity of training that you were able to be alone at the age of seven or eight. , no one dares to provoke you, don't you ask Dabao and Xiaobao like this, don't you hope they can be like you back then?"

Ling Feitong found that he was speechless.

Because there was nothing unreasonable in what Arthur said, and it was completely in line with his logic, as if he was doing self-analysis.

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