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After the inner door was opened, Jingrong went to the sofa and sat down.

A few minutes later, the door opened and closed.

It's a little heavy when the old man closes the door.

Jingrong heard the harsh voice, then frowned slightly, then lit a cigarette and smoked.

Soon, the old man went into the living room.

Because I was so angry, Jing Aotian didn't even change his shoes.

When he came to Jingrong, the old man raised his hand and slapped Jingrong in the face!

"Pa -"

the slap is very heavy.

Just for a moment, a deep red palm print was printed on Jingrong's right face, and blood came out of his right lip corner.

In the face of the old man's slap, Jing Rong only frowns slightly, then wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and looks at the angry old man quietly, saying nothing

From his face, there was no superfluous expression or emotion.

"You You are my good son. Are you really going to make me angry! Even if you ask the police to arrest Youran, you even ask the police to get qianrong in! " Jingaotian shouts!

At this moment, master Jing could not stand any longer. His face turned red.

“…… "

Jing Rong is still silent, just looking at his father quietly

"You, why don't you talk, eh?" Master Jing yelled again.

He's really mad. He's mad!

"I didn't do anything wrong, so I have nothing to say The reason why the police get qianrong in is that leisurely said something unfavorable to qianrong. What does this have to do with me? " Jing Rong responded indifferently.

"Do you think your father is stupid? That gang of police, without your instruction, they dare to capture leisurely, directly will also capture qianrong?! If the police didn't have your advice, they would be involved in qianrong too...?! " The old man once again cold voice scolds!

"So what?" Jing Rong and Dao.

As soon as Jingrong's voice fell, the old man's slap fell on his face again.

This time, the slap fell on his left face!

The slap this time is the same as last time. It's very hard

"Finished?" Jing Rong asked.

The old man didn't say a word. He just looked at Jingrong, panting.

"When you're done, just go. You're an old man in the middle of the night. It's bad for you to be so angry." Jingrong road.

With that, Jing Rong gently stroked the tingling left cheek with his hand, and then licked the blood oozing from the left corner of his mouth with his tongue.

Then, once again, he took a long puff.

"Lao Si, I'll ask you a question. Do you want to see me die in front of you very much? Are you satisfied if I die alive by you?"

"Are you angry with me now?"

"You..."

"I'm still saying that. I don't think I've done anything wrong." Jing Rong and Dao.

"Old four! Those two are your own nieces! You're related by blood! How can you let them go? " The old man yelled again.

He really doesn't understand. Why does Jingrong have to make such a fuss? It's better to simply solve it internally!

"Covering up criminals makes my conscience uneasy." Jingrong road.

With that, Jing Rong took another puff of smoke.

"Your heart is made of stone, isn't it?"?! Your father, I'm in the middle of the night now, and I want to come to you for their business. Don't you feel sad? " The old man said again.

Looking at his angry face, Jingrong frowned slightly, got up, looked at him and said, "I'm doing it for them too..."

"Fart!" The old man roared angrily.

Jing RONG Wen Yan, but did not speak, just quietly frowning, smoking.

"I'm a father, please. Will you let them go, eh?" The old man's attitude suddenly softened down, his hands trembling, holding the corner of Jing Rong's clothes tightly, and asked.

Although he knows that now Jingrong is hard and soft to eat, he still wants to try soft tricks again to deal with Jingrong.

He really doesn't want to see his two granddaughters go to jail!

That's his granddaughter!

Looking at the poor old man, Jingrong immediately sighed helplessly, and then said, "I really can't This time, I have made up my mind... "

"You..." The old man frowned and his eyes turned red.

"It's very late. Hurry back. I'm going to have a rest..." Jingrong road.

Hearing this, the old man quickly took out jingbao'er's phone from his pocket and dialed it.Jing Rong immediately took the old man's mobile phone and hung up quickly.

"What are you doing?" Jing Rong asked faintly.

"I'll call bao'er. I'll ask bao'er to go to the police station to withdraw the case Since it doesn't work on your side, I'll ask bao'er... " The old man said again.

Hearing Jing Aotian say this, Jing Rong immediately picks his eyebrows and says, "as long as I don't nod my head, it's hard for you to find anyone..."

"I'm a father. I don't have any face with you?" Asked the old man.

"Before, it was because of your face, so I've put up with how those two girls make trouble, but this time, I won't, because this time, they are too much, their behavior is too bad!" Jingrong road.

Thinking of the girl she held on top of her heart, who was almost splashed with sulfuric acid, ruined her face, and ruined her life, Jing Rong was full of fire.

Now it's not just Jing Aotian who is angry. His anger in Jing Rong's heart is no less than his old man!

"If you don't send them to prison for punishment, will you keep them for the Spring Festival?" Jing Rong and Dao.

“……” When the old man heard the words, he was silent immediately.

He didn't speak any more. He just kept retreating and pointing at Jingrong's face with his fingers

After a few meters back, the old man turned around and left directly with his trembling body.

Looking at his trembling back, Jingrong was also very uncomfortable.

But no matter how uncomfortable, Jingrong knows that he must not be soft hearted.

To be soft hearted to them is to be cruel to jingbao'er.

"Bang -"

soon, the deafening sound of the door rang.

Then, the sound of the car starting, also squeezed from the door - into the living room.

Hearing the voice, he made sure that the old man was gone. Jingrong turned around, gently pinched his eyebrows, and went up the stairs with a cigarette in his mouth.

As soon as I got to the door of the guest room, Jingrong's mobile phone rang

"Doodle doodle Doodle doodle... "