The system takes me to pretend

Song Liwen covered his face, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Since he was a child, his father had never slapped him once. Even if he made a big mistake, he would at most reprimand him, and he would definitely not slap him like today.

Huang Mao and the others were also like puppets with broken strings, completely stunned, their eyes widened and their mouths slightly opened.

Song Xiong's protection of shortcomings is obvious to all in Yizhou. The last time a certain district chief's son accidentally bumped into Song Liwen, Song Xiong directly called people to the district chief's house and interrupted the other son's hands and feet abruptly.

Song Xiong who loves his son so much, why would he treat Song Liwen like this today?

Song Xiong didn't answer, but under the unbelievable gazes of Song Liwen and everyone else, he walked up to Su Hao, bowed slightly, and said in an extremely apologetic tone.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Song did not discipline the dog properly, please forgive the dog for his bad behavior."

As soon as these words came out, coupled with Song Xiong's indistinct respectful expression, all the onlookers stared at him, their figures froze, and they froze in place.

At this moment, everyone's mood was complicated and shocked.

Who is that in front of me?

Song Xiong, the big boss on Yizhou Road, many people with power and wealth want to befriend him, and even some first- and second-tier celebrities seek a personal presence.

But it is a person of this status, at this time, bowing down to apologize to a young man who seems to have no aristocratic spirit, which has to be said to subvert their thinking.

Huang Mao and the others almost lost their eyeballs. The shock of this scene was too strong for them to react at all.

The boss of Yizhou, a super figure with high authority and high position, Song Xiong, who can make Yizhou tremble with a wave of his hand, is actually apologizing to an ordinary man in his 20s?
What are you kidding? !

The one who was most shocked was Song Liwen. At this moment, he only felt a chill running down his back, his whole head was struck by lightning, and his body seemed to have fallen into the Antarctic snow peak.

He is very clear about the identity of his father, many people who are considered rich and honored by others are not even as good as a servant in front of his father.

But what's going on now?

His own father, for the first time, bowed down to a person who had no distinction in his eyes and was regarded as garbage by him?

Are you living in a dream?
Or did God make a joke on himself?
Under the shocking eyes of the audience, Su Hao stared at Song Xiong with his hands behind his back, his eyes were cold: "Teaching this rubbish, you are a good father."

"I'm sorry Mr. Su, this matter is my fault." Song Xiong's heart trembled, and he slapped Song Liwen again: "Nizi, why don't you apologize to Mr. Su soon?!"

He could be said to be holding back a great anger in his chest now, if he hadn't remembered that Song Liwen was his son, he would definitely beat Song Liwen to death on the spot.

What kind of person is Su Hao?
The super strong man who killed the peak Ning Bao with a single punch in the sky!
With his strength, everyone in the audience was shocked!

Now he is even more expensive to be the leader of the road in Haibei City, and his status and status overwhelm all the big bosses!
Originally, he didn't have a good impression of Su Hao, but if his conflict with Su Hao deepened because of his son, then he would simply be reckless.

To put it bluntly, if Su Hao got angry because of this, his head would fall to the ground on the spot.

"Yes...I'm sorry..." Song Liwen lowered his head, his face full of aggrieved.

Su Hao was unmoved: "Who are you saying sorry to?"

"Mr. Su, I'm sorry!" Song Liwen gritted his teeth and repeated.

Su Hao said coldly: "The voice is so low, my ears are not good."

"Don't go too far!" Song Liwen clenched his fists and shouted angrily.

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xiong's complexion changed drastically. Just as he was about to say something, Su Hao lifted his foot and kicked Song Liwen directly in the stomach.

"Wow!"

Song Liwen vomited out his lunch, his face was extremely pale, and the sweat dripped down his forehead.

"Mr. Su, Nizi didn't teach well, and he repeatedly said outrageous things. It's my fault. I beg you to forgive me. I'm willing to..."

"Crack!"

Before Song Xiong finished speaking, Su Hao stepped on Song Liwen's foot, and his hand was broken.

"what!"

The shrill screams reverberated around, making everyone feel a chill in their hearts.

Song Xiong's heart sank, knowing that Su Hao was completely angry, he took a deep breath, and immediately took out a treasure box from the side of his clothes.

"Mr. Su, there is a divine fruit in this box, called the True Yuan Fruit, which is said to speed up the cultivation of ancient warriors. It was Song who got it by luck."

"Song is willing to use this thing to replace Nizi's life, please forgive Mr. Su, please!"

As he spoke, he knelt down on one knee with an extremely sincere attitude.

Su Hao, who was about to continue attacking Song Liwen, paused for a moment, then reached out and snatched the treasure box from Song Liwen's hand.

"It's so rich in real energy." After a little inspection, Su Hao was dumbfounded.

Casting a glance at Song Liwen who was howling on the ground like a dog, he put away the treasure box and said flatly, "I'll save you."

"Thank you, Mr. Su!" Song Xiong relaxed, and quickly asked the bodyguards to help Song Liwen up, intending to send him to the hospital for treatment.

"Wait!"

Song Xiong trembled: "Mr. Su, is there anything else?"

Su Hao didn't respond, walked slowly in front of Song Liwen, and said, "I once gave you a chance to apologize to this old man and everyone in the audience, but you didn't cherish it, now, thanks to your father's For the sake of this, let me give you another chance, to apologize, or not to apologize?"

Song Liwen, who was holding his hands and gasping for air, gritted his teeth, and wanted to resist, but when he glanced around, he saw his father constantly winking at him.

In the past few years, he has been arrogant, never bowed his head to anyone, and when troubles arise, his father will solve them for him.

But today, he found that everything had changed.

The father, who had always been protective of his shortcomings, now stood aside silently, the only thing he could see was the anxious warning in his eyes.

He finally understood that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended today.

"Old man, all uncles and aunts, I'm sorry!" Resisting the aggrieved expression, under the gaze of everyone, Song Liwen's eyes were red, and finally let go of his dignity.

The old lady was a little angry before, but seeing Song Liwen being beaten like that by Su Hao and even apologizing, she finally forgave him.

Naturally, other people would not hold on to this point, and they all spoke out to ask Song Liwen to be a good person.

After the crowd and the old lady dispersed, Su Hao looked down at the aggrieved Song Liwen from a high position, and said calmly, "Remember to thank your dad, if your dad hadn't begged me, you would be a corpse now!"

As he spoke, he ignored the aggrieved expression on Song Liwen's face, and landed on Huang Mao and the others.

"Su...Mr. Su..." Several people trembled in their hearts, their smiles were uglier than those of their tears.

With a smile on his face, Su Hao walked up to Huang Mao and the others: "Everyone's mocking me just now was pretty good, come on, say one more thing."

"No, no, Mr. Su, we are mean-spirited and always eat shit, so it smells bad. Please let us go." Huang Mao was so frightened that his legs went limp.

Even Song Xiong, who has always been protective of the calf, has to bow his knees in front of Su Hao. These ants-like characters probably don't even have the part to lick Su Hao's shoes, let alone what will happen if they provoke Su Hao.

"Let you go?" Su Hao held his chin, thought for a while, and said with a smile, "It's fine, counting the number of people, 5000 million per person, and you have six people here, [-] million."

"Mr. Su, can...can you have less?" Huang Mao cried.

Although these rich second generations are rich, it is a bit difficult for them to get 5000 million at once.

"Less?" Su Hao smiled, and punched Huang Mao's car.

"boom!"

An explosion sounded quietly, and Huang Mao's car was directly smashed to pieces by Su Hao's punch.

"Gollum!"

Huang Mao and the others swallowed their saliva tremblingly, their eyes stared straight, their hairs stood on end, they couldn't believe their eyes, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, a blow to the head, and it was like being poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, The whole body is numb.

"Now, do you want a little less?" Su Hao asked with a harmless smile.

"No...no need..." Huang Mao's face was pale, and he stood there motionless, only feeling cold sweat streaming down his spine, and his legs trembled like sifting chaff in disobedience.

Without any hesitation, the six of them hurriedly called to raise money, and desperately raised [-] million, which was transferred to Su Hao's account.

"That's right, you are still quite obedient, good boy." Su Hao nodded in satisfaction, then turned to look at Song Xiong: "Song Xiong, it's the father's fault if you don't teach the son, doting is equal to indulgence, I hope you Understand this, don't wait until someone else cleans up your son for you before you realize your regret."

"Thank you, Mr. Su, for your advice. It's because I, a father, haven't educated well." Song Xiong nodded and sighed, smiling apologetically.

Regarding this, Su Hao didn't say much anymore, got into Alt-Kalman's car, and left in the dust.

Looking at the back of Su Hao leaving, Huang Mao and the others finally let go of their hearts, but they all collapsed to the ground because their legs were weak.

"Snapped!"

Next to him, Song Xiong's eyes turned cold, he slapped Song Liwen's face, and shouted angrily, "Do you fucking know how much trouble labor and management have caused today?"

"Dad, you are a big brother on Yizhou Road, why are you afraid of such a kid?!" Song Liwen covered his face, his eyes were full of hatred, and he looked at Song Xiong dissatisfied.

"Why?" Song Xiong hated that iron could not be made into steel, and roared, "Because he is Mr. Su, the road leader in Haibei City!"

Song Liwen's eyes widened, and there was a loud bang in his head, and he stared straight at Song Xiong's face, showing an expression of being unable to grasp the essentials.

It seemed that he was shaken by this sudden sentence, so that he was in a half-stupid state as if he had been shocked by an electric shock.

From a third perspective, he seemed to have lost his voice, as if he was numb, unable to speak or have strength.

Huang Mao and the others shrank their pupils suddenly, panicked for a while, and their hair stood up coldly as if possessed by a demon. Even though the weather was hot and dry, they still couldn't help shivering.

Mr. Su, the road leader in Haibei City?

That super feng shui master who is rumored to be a super feng shui master who speaks his words?
Even, in the Anhe underground square a few days ago, with the power of one person, all the martial arts masters present couldn't lift their heads, and the peak powerhouse who killed Ning Bao, the leopard head of the hand of God, with one punch?
Just now, to... who the hell did they offend?
When the summer wind blows, everyone's hearts are so cold...