Inheritance

A wave of blood surged directly into Chen Jin's mind, and he calmed down for half a second, suppressing the anger in his chest, and said in a cold tone, "Why, die? Then I will kill you today, and I still disagree. What are you going to do? .”

"I...I can't..."

He closed his eyes and shook his head again.

Chen Jin has a higher official rank than him, is more experienced in dealing with things than him, and is better than him in all aspects. Even if he is a little smart, if Chen Jin intends to block his way, there is really nothing he can do.

"You kill me..."

He drooped his head, lowered his eyes, and there was no lack of frustration in his tone.

"Say it again." Chen Jin yelled, making him shiver.

Chen Ting immediately regretted that he said something he shouldn't have said.

His father whipped him when he was a child, but he often argued with his father. Every time he was in a hurry, he would say, "If you have the ability, beat me to death." It would only make the whipping worse.

The not-so-good memories made this fear spread from the toes to the fingertips, but he couldn't back down even half a step in this situation, so he had to be silent.

"I'm so used to you." Chen Jin kicked him on the leg, "Kneel down, hands over head."

This posture is rather embarrassing, asking for a standard punishment, it looks like he is kneeling and begging to be beaten.

"Don't move." Chen Jin pulled his arm to make it more standard, and he took a breath before he began to lecture, "Let me tell you, don't touch my principles, don't think I don't know what you're thinking , you can deal with Ah Huai's affairs as you like, if I find you stepping away from this house before school starts, don't blame me for breaking your legs."

"elder brother……"

"You still have the nerve to call me brother? If you are disobedient again, you can forgive me from calling me brother in the future." Chen Jin left him directly and went upstairs to rest.

Looking at this routine, he really pissed off Chen Jin and had to be fined to kneel all night. Although he begged for it himself, it was enough to achieve his goal. Now he lost his wife and lost his army.

Glancing secretly at the camera in the living room, he suppressed the idea of ​​being lazy, thinking that there was still some time before Ah Huai's court session, and secretly sighed that he could only think of other ways...

Kneeling for a long time, his arms were numb and trembling, no matter how he diverted his attention, he couldn't ignore the soreness that penetrated into the bone marrow, when the phone vibrated in his pocket.

Who is calling him so late...

I was going to ignore it.

But then I thought about that guy Amon...

After a stalemate for half a minute, he sighed between the obvious desertion under the camera and the answering of the phone to appease his brother. He thought that he would not be bumped into by his brother in such a short time. He took out the phone from his trouser pocket, and it really was Ah. Monty.

"Hey, Brother Ting, how is Ah Huai?" There was unconcealable worry in her tone and a slightly hidden cry.

He moved his posture slightly, and secretly rubbed his already unconscious thigh, "Don't worry, I will try my best to help him, you should stabilize first and don't get confused. Ah Huai let me tell you that he is fine. Inside... no suffering."

"Woooooo...I...it's all my fault..."

Crying continuously came from the other end of the phone, and Amon blamed himself one after another.

Chen Ting felt as if his throat was stuck. No one knew better than him the feelings of being helpless when a loved one had an accident.

But soon, when he raised his eyes and saw a figure standing upright holding an empty glass on the stairs, his mind was stunned, and all he felt was fear and fear.

"I won't talk to you now, anyway, you wait for my news." After the bass finished these few sentences quickly, the phone is in his hand, isn't it, is it stuffed back into his trousers pocket...

Chen Jin stared at him calmly and deeply. Slowly, step by step, he walked down the stairs and walked in front of him. The air pressure was so low that Chen Ting obviously felt a dense layer of cold sweat forming on his back.

Chen Jin first went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, took a sip, then walked back and stopped in front of the kneeling person, and put the half-filled glass on the table.

A hand was stretched out in front of him. Chen Ting swallowed back his saliva, raised his hand mechanically, and handed the phone to Chen Jin. He didn't dare to look up at his senior brother at all. Being punished for being lazy can be confused with being punished for being lazy.

Chen Jin clicked on the screen of his mobile phone, and entered the six-digit password with almost no thought.Hearing the sound of the lock screen being opened, Chen Ting really wanted to dig into the ground. He really didn't understand why Chen Jin would know no matter what password he changed...

The latest phone call record, the first...

Amon...

Scrolling down, almost all the call records with Amon or Ahuai, and a few text messages that were not destroyed in time.

I tried my best to think about the content of the text message. Although there were no particularly sensitive words, it was enough for Chen Jin, who had been a policeman for many years, to notice his plan behind the scenes.

The corner of his lips was raised coldly, his wrist was turned, and the mobile phone fell to the kneeling person on the ground without warning, rubbed his cheek and hit the wall behind him, and after a thick and cold "pa——", his quality The not-so-good phone fell apart on the ground, and the battery fell out.

Chen Ting moved his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just lamented the bad luck in his heart, it was really a wave of ups and downs.

At this moment, the black belt on the ground was particularly eye-catching, and the air froze for a while, and Chen Ting probably knew what the senior brother was waiting for in the silence...

Compared with the pain on the body, the face pain is really nothing.He slowly grabbed the belt on the ground, held it in the palm of his hand again, slowly lifted it up, raised it over his head, and held it in front of Chen Jin.

"I know I was wrong." Pursing her lips, she said awkwardly, "Don't be angry..."

"Which time did you not know?" A cold sentence came over, "Which time did you know it was wrong and didn't do it?"

He refuted a word of these words unreasonably.

He had a stubborn temper when he was young, and it's not an exaggeration to say that he was willful and reckless, but after so many years, he felt that he was well-measured and capable now, although in Chen Jin's view, these were nonsense that could not be mentioned on the scene.

But this is indeed all he can take out now, what he has done for his father, wit and bravery.

"I'm really spoiling you." A faint sentence, implying a kind of self-disappointment that is not strictly restrained.

This is not unreasonable, after all, compared to his father's way of controlling him, Chen Jin is already very kind.

Sometimes his father would say to Chen Jin, 'You dote on this kid too much. '

Chen Jin took the belt from his hand, and said coolly, "Get up."

Since his tone was indistinguishable, he didn't dare to beg for mercy rashly. He propped himself on the ground and slowly stood up while supporting the table and chairs, and glanced at the clock. It was as long as a world, the pain all over his body was sticky with sweat, and because he was afraid of the chills behind him.

"Ah..."

Chen Jin glanced at him, he blushed, rubbed his nose, and sneezed twice more without warning.

After all, it's only spring now, and the temperature in the mountains at night is really not warm enough. After kneeling for two hours, his hands and feet are now cold.