Daily life of the hero of fast time travel

Su Mo looked at him in astonishment, a little astonished, but Feng Ming couldn't wait any longer, and stepped forward in one breath.

No. 233: [Strategy progress 20%]

Su Mo heaved a sigh of relief, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the initiative from Feng Ming.

When Feng Ming was satisfied, Su Mo looked at him out of breath, with a bit of resentment: "As expected, it's good to be young."

This vitality is also gone, so it is the most energetic and vigorous time in my life!

Feng Ming buried his head in Su Mo's arms, and said dully, "Brother Jiahao, thank you."

Su Mo felt that his chest was wet. Su Mo sighed and patted the child on the back. It seemed that this blow was really not small for him.

#Meeting you is my luck, Brother Jiahao#

Ding dong ding dong.

Someone was pressing the doorbell impatiently.

Su Mo was startled, and Feng Ming heard it, and the two put on their clothes quickly, but Su Mo couldn't ignore Feng Ming's red and swollen eyes.

Feng Ming seemed to realize it too, so he went to the bathroom to wash up.

Su Mo opened the door, and the smell of alcohol made Su Mo unhappy for a while, but when he looked carefully at the man in front of him, he was stunned.

Feng Qiang was drunk, and looked at Su Mo like a spoiled child: "Boy, give me back my son, I saw him come in."

Su Mo frowned, pushed him out, and slammed the door shut.

Su Mo looked down at Feng Qiang. At this time, Feng Qiang was half a head shorter than Su Mo, and Su Mo was a young man in his 20s.

As soon as Feng Qiang raised his head, he felt a sense of coercion, and he immediately became half sober.

"Feng Qiang, I'm not talking about you, you're really capable now! Have you taken care of your son all these years? You even came here shamelessly to look for your son. Why, are you out of money now?"

Su Mo looked at Feng Qiang a little annoyed. He didn't know how Feng Ming lived when he met such a father. If it was Su Mo, he would directly submit to the law and sever the father-son relationship.

Feng Qiang cursed: "Huh, that's my son, no matter how you say it, my blood is bleeding on him, outsiders can't care about it."

Hearing his out of tune words, Su Mo's anger burst out instantly. He grabbed Feng Qiang and beat him up. When Feng Qiang curled up and hugged his head begging for mercy, Su Mo was still very angry. Unhappy, he kicked a few more times with his feet.

"Warning, if you come here again, I will call the police and sue you for nuisance!"

Unexpectedly, Feng Qiang shouted loudly: "No reason, no reason, murder, set fire."

There are neighbors around to come out to check.

But Su Mo said to the neighbor: "Everyone just came out, so let's get to know this person together. Who is he? A gambler and alcoholic who also likes to find a lover, and now he wants to ask his son for money!"

The neighbors who were pointing at Su Mo immediately became partial to Su Mo.

"It's annoying enough to be a gambler and be an alcoholic."

"I can't stand it. You're so sloppy, so poor, and you still look for a lover like others."

"Others are gnawing on the old, but he actually gnawed on the young. Although it is said that sons should respect the elderly, it is really unlucky to have such a father."

"It's better to call the police quickly. This kind of person should not live outside. It is a waste of resources."

The chattering of these neighbors made the drunken Feng Qiang annoyed for a while, he jumped up and down, "I want to see my son, I want to see my son, he is a big star, I want to see him."

Su Mo was startled suddenly, thinking something was wrong.