he is intoxicated

"Mr. Huo, please stop!" The door was pushed open with a bang.

Huo Beiyao paused the hand holding the sword.

look back.

I saw a figure rushing in hastily.

In the blink of an eye, the figure ran in front of him.

Huo Beiyao recognized the person who was his father Huo Zhengting's confidant, named Huo Yi.

Huo Yi bent down to stand in front of Lu Xiao, and said beseechingly: "Mr. Huo, the chairman said, save his life, don't kill him."

A sneering smile curled up on the corner of Huo Beiyao's lips, "The one who protects Lu so much, shouldn't he also be his son raised outside?"

Lu Xiao lay on the ground, cursing angrily: "I am not the son of that dog! My surname is Lu, and I belong to Lu Baihuai!"

Huo Beiyao gave him a sideways look, and teased, "That's right, you are the bastard of Old Dog Lu. No matter how bad my old man is, he can't produce something so disgusting as you."

The voice just fell.

A majestic man in his 50s strode in.

It was the old man he was talking about, Huo Zhengting.

Huo Yi hurriedly greeted him: "Chairman, I stopped him, I still have breath."

Huo Zhengting remained calm, looking at Lu Xiao, who was lying on the floor dripping with blood, and at Huo Beiyao, who was tall and tall with a murderous look, holding a long sword.

He told Huo Yi: "Send him to the hospital, don't let him die."

"Okay, Chairman."

Huo Yi squatted down and took the prepared gauze to help Lu Xiao stop the bleeding.

There are so many wounds that a whole bundle is used up.

After the bleeding was stopped, he carried Lu Xiao on his back with difficulty, and walked towards the door.

Huo Beiyao said, "Wait."

Huo Yi didn't dare not listen, so he hurriedly stopped.

Huo Beiyao stepped forward with his long legs, blocked their way, raised his chin slightly and pointed at Lu Xiao, "He didn't hurt any bones, just a little flesh injury, very minor, let him go by himself."

Lu Xiao groaned in pain, and pulled out the eighteen generations of Huo Beiyao's ancestors to greet him over and over again.

He was stabbed with more than 30 swords all over his body, and he was left hanging.

Is this a fucking minor injury?

Huo Yi didn't dare to refuse, so he had to let Lu Xiao go.

Lu Xiao was already in pain, his body went limp as soon as his feet touched the ground.

Huo Beiyao kicked him on the leg, "Get out! Don't dirty my place."

Lu Xiao stood up with difficulty, and turned around to give him a hard look.

Huo Beiyao snorted softly, "Do you think there are too many eyeballs? Do you want me to cut them out for you?"

Lu Xiao didn't say a word, endured the pain, and walked towards the door.

Every step was like stepping on the tip of a knife, and I broke out in cold sweat from the pain. The clothes on my body were already soaked, stained with blood, and soaked in cold sweat.

Blood kept oozing out from the white gauze and dripping down the clothes.

After finally moving to the elevator, Huo Beiyao's cold voice came from behind: "Take the stairs."

Lu Xiao knew that he was deliberately torturing himself.

I had no choice but to endure the pain, move to the stairs, and climb up step by step with my hand on the railing.

Huo Beiyao strode with long legs and quickly overtook him.

Huo Yi hurried to catch up, fearing that the two of them would argue again, they can talk about anything if they don't die, but once they die, things will go wrong.

Waiting for Lu Xiao to finally climb to the last flight of stairs.

Huo Beiyao suddenly raised his long legs and kicked him in the chest.

Lu Xiao was already hurt like a candle in the wind, dying, how could he hold his foot?

Immediately rolled down chattering.

There was a piercing pain in the ribs, and the bones seemed to be broken.

When it landed, there was a crisp sound from the calf, and the severe pain hit like a tsunami.

He rolled his eyelids and passed out from the pain.

Huo Yi hurriedly ran down, struggling to help the man onto his back.

Climb up step by step.

With a bitter face, he said to Huo Beiyao: "Mr. Huo, he deserves to die. You can cut him into pieces, but you will pay for your life. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the Huo family and the Huo Group. Think about it. You are the legal heir of the group, and you cannot have any stains on your body."

Huo Beiyao frowned slightly, raised his hand and made a stern gesture towards him, "Take him out."

Huo Yi hurriedly carried Lu Xiao on his back, and walked out quickly.

I was afraid that if I walked too slowly, I would be killed by Huo Beiyao again.

As soon as Lu Xiao left, the bodyguards immediately brought tools to clean up the scene.

The entire basement was filled with a strong smell of blood.

On the floor and stairs, wherever Lu Xiao passed by, blood was mottled, which was shocking.

Huo Beiyao glanced indifferently, then turned and went upstairs.

I went into the bathroom, applied hand sanitizer, and washed my hands again and again.

It didn't stop until it was washed a dozen times.

Go back to the living room and sit down on the sofa.

He picked up a pack of cigarettes from the coffee table, shook out one and lit it.

The handsome face was hidden behind the bluish-white smoke, and the expression could not be seen clearly.

Not long after, Huo Zhengting came up from the basement.

When he came to the coffee table, he looked down at him, "Why are you so murderous recently?"

Huo Beiyao curled his thin lips slightly, sneered, shook the cigarette ash into the ashtray with his slender fingers, and said flatly, "He deserves to die."

"He's damned, but you don't have to do it yourself."

Huo Beiyao looked up at him, "You mean, I can let others get rid of him?"

Huo Zhengting lowered his voice by two points, "I mean, you don't need to kill someone."

Huo Beiyao heard what was hidden under his words.

Lifting his eyelids, he looked at him aggressively, "Why are you protecting him so much?"

Huo Zhengting avoided his eyes for a moment, and quickly regained his dignity.

He said in a teaching tone: "Don't kill people casually in the future, do you hear me?"

Huo Beiyao's handsome face was indifferent, and his tone was cold: "I only kill those who deserve to be killed. Ten thousand deaths are not enough for the despicable things that people surnamed Lu did."

"It doesn't matter how you teach him, but you can't let him die."

Huo Beiyao stared at him meaningfully, "Seeing that you are in such a hurry, you have already stepped out in person. Could it be that Lu Xiao is really your own son?"

Huo Zhengting's anger welled up in his heart, and his whole body was full of murderous aura, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

There was a faint sarcasm in Huo Beiyao's eyes, "No? That is, you and Lu Xiao had an affair once? When did Huo Dong's taste become so serious? Do you also touch the woman Lu Laogou slept with?"

Huo Zhengting's old face darkened, "Don't talk nonsense! In the future, restrain your murderous aura, if this continues, I will hand over the company to Bei Qi sooner or later."

Huo Beiyao leaned back against the back of the sofa.

Legs crossed.

He smiled faintly, "You think he's clean? A few days ago, he just killed a woman and tried to blame me, but unfortunately he failed."

Huo Zhengting didn't believe it, "He has been cultivating himself at home recently, drinking tea and reading books, so it is impossible for him to kill someone."

The corners of Huo Beiyao's lips curled into a sneer, and he lowered his eyes, looking at the burnt cigarette in his hand.

He said casually: "The heart is dark, no matter how much you pretend, it will never be white."

There was a few seconds of silence.

Huo Zhengting said seriously: "Okay, I won't tell you this anymore. I heard from your mother that you have recently gotten very close to a girl named Shen Nanhua. When will you bring it home, let us see."

Huo Beiyao was about to say that she was Nan Hua.

When the words came to his lips, he remembered that his mother didn't like Nanhua very much before, so she changed her mouth: "Okay, make an appointment another day."

After Huo Zhengting left.

Huo Beiyao stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray, called Xiao Wen, and ordered, "Go and find out who leaked the news."

"Okay, Mr. Huo." Xiao Wen was just about to call and send someone to investigate.

Huo Beiyao raised his hand to stop, "No need, I know who it is."

Except for Gu Beiqi, no one else has the guts.

But that person was his twin brother again.

If it were someone else, he would definitely say this.

was thinking.

The phone rang.

Huo Beiyao leaned over, picked up the phone from the coffee table, glanced at the caller ID, his expression changed slightly.