The End of the Emperor's Industry

Sure enough, after walking a few steps, Bu Luoxi stood in front of a little gangster with a white tiger stabbed on his left shoulder.Bu Luoxi subconsciously grasped the bag in his arms.

"Hey, little boy, you just came back from school, hand over the things in your bag, you look like you, you should be quite rich!" Take a deep breath.

"Who is... who is the boy!; I... I am... 34 this year!" Bu Luoxi explained in a trembling voice. "Don't get my attention, I've practiced it before!"

"Have you practiced?" The gangster smiled contemptuously: "Look at your ribs, you may not be able to stand me if you have practiced! How?" The gangster waved the iron rod in his hand. "The bag, will you give it to me or not?"

Bu Luoxi shook his head firmly: "Why should I give it to you?!"

"Just rely on this stick in my hand!" the gangster said, and waved his stick towards Bu Luoxi. Bu Luoxi wanted to raise his leg to sweep, but the gangster whistled, and in an instant, there were three more gangster.Bu Luoxi wanted to attack, but he didn't have the courage.He feels that he is an old bone, and he must not be as brave as before, but let me say one more thing, Master Bu, it is your mentality, you are only 34 this year.

Seeing that the iron rod was about to fall head-on, a glass bead flew from nowhere and hit the back of the white tiger man's head, and then rebounded and hit the heads of the other three gangsters, all of whom were beaten to the ground , because of this one, the glass bead, the familiar glass bead.

Bu Luoxi came back to his senses and looked straight ahead, and sure enough, he saw Bu Xiaoyu walking towards him with a man with orange hair and a man with a scar in his hand, holding a mace.

Bu Xiaoyu's hands were still wrapped in gauze, so it was obvious that his injuries were not healed.

"Xiao Yu, why are you here!" Bu Luoxi ran up to Bu Xiaoyu, worried and hating iron for nothing. "You said your injuries haven't healed yet, why are you here, don't learn well!"

"Father, why did you come here?" Bu Xiaoyu asked coldly.

"I asked you first, you boy, answer honestly, what happened?!" Bu Luoxi made a serious face, but in Bu Xiaoyu's view, all these are always so cute, always so, seductive.

"Oh...it's really nothing..." Bu Xiaoyuyun said lightly: "I just dragged the head teacher who told me to beat him here, but dad, don't worry, I'll take care of you." sent him back to school..."

"What?! You hit Teacher Wu again?! You..." Bu Luoxi said incredulously, "Xiao Yu, you are trying to force your own father to death!"

"Father..." Bu Xiaoyu frowned: "Why do you always only know how to refute what I do?" Take my money, betray me, and sometimes beat me and criticize me? I have always wondered why he can tell me what to do when I hired him to teach me knowledge? Isn’t such a teacher Should I be taught a lesson?"

"Okay..." Bu Luoxi took a deep breath to suppress his calmness: "You are right no matter what you say, so what are you going to do now? Go back with me, or sever the father-son relationship with me , you choose yourself!"

"After dealing with the old guy, of course I'm going back with my father..." Bu Xiaoyu said, then walked back with his arms around Bu Luoxi's shoulders, and the gangsters behind him got up from the ground and rushed forward unconvinced Come, want to attack Bu Xiaoyu and Bu Luoxi from behind, but Bu Xiaoyu flexibly hugged Bu Luoxi and moved aside.

"Zhang Tai!" Bu Xiaoyu gave an order, and Zhang Tai and the man with the scar who accompanied him scuffled with the four gangsters.

In an instant, flesh and blood flew and brains burst. Bu Luoxi heard the screams from behind and wanted to turn his head to see what was going on, but was blindfolded by Bu Xiaoyu and dragged him back.

"Xiaoyu, what happened?!" Bu Luoxi asked suspiciously while following Bu Xiaoyu: "Did someone fight again?"

"Well, it's just a fight, Dad, let's not get involved, go home, let's go home..." Just like that, Bu Xiaoyu covered Bu Luoxi's eyes with his hands until he walked to the asphalt road, and then he let go hands.

"Then why are you blindfolding me!" Bu Luoxi questioned and roared.

"Don't you dislike violent scenes?" Bu Xiaoyu frowned: "What? I want to behave well, do you have any opinions?"

"Is that really the case?" Bu Luoxi was still a little dubious.Because his son could really do anything, including murder.And the miserable screams of the four guys who were beaten to death and injured twice are indeed doubtful.

"If you ask me, I'll tell you. If I tell you and you don't believe me, why do you ask me?" Bu Xiaoyu cast a cold glance at Bu Luoxi, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked ahead of him.

The sun was setting and the sunset was just in time. He followed behind him, his footsteps were fast and slow, as if he was just a child. It smells of happiness, which is surprisingly beautiful.

"Son, son, wait for your father, don't walk so fast and be careful of falling!" He followed behind him like a nanny, a male nanny.

"I will never die before my father..." He joked, "Unless one day, my father kills me..."

He caught up with him and walked by his side. "Bah, bah, bah, what unlucky words are they talking about, how can a father kill his own child!" He raised his finger and poked his forehead: "Speak stupid things!"

"Dad, what are you having for dinner tonight?"

"Your favorite dumpling, I made it with your mother..."

As he said this, he fell into silence again, just lowered his head, under the slanted bangs, he couldn't see clearly what emotion was on his face.

"What's wrong? When you mention your mother, you are unhappy again. Hey..." Bu Luoxi touched Bu Xiaoyu's shoulder: "Don't do this, mother still loves you!"

He looked at him indifferently, and said, "Father, I don't want to eat dumplings, let's go to a food stall together..."

"That kind of thing is not clean..." Bu Luoxi struggled: "It's unhygienic, eating it is bad for your health..."

"Then don't have dinner..." He replied like this, he had no choice but to agree with a sigh.

"Okay! Just eat it! But..." He pursed his lips and said embarrassedly: "Daddy watched you eat..."