"Bullying has gone too far! Bullying has gone too far!"
Chen Guandong, his chest pinned down by Tao Si's big foot, couldn't stop pounding the floor as he roared madly, "Tao Donglai, if you've got the guts, just kill me! Kill me, damn it!"
"If you don't kill me today, you're damn well gonna be my son!"
Tao Donglai's brow furrowed, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Of course, he wasn't foolish enough to lay a hand on someone in front of so many people. He squinted his eyes and looked toward Chen Fuyuan, speaking indifferently, "When a son is unruly, is the father also clueless?"
"I'll kowtow! I'll kowtow!"
Chen Fuyuan knew Tao Donglai's methods all too well. If he didn't give an explanation today, he and his son would probably disappear within a couple of days.
He was old and death was just death, but his precious son was only twenty-five, his life had just begun.