Could it be that his father saw something?
Thinking of this, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. "Father, I haven't …"
"Don't give Lao Tzu excuses."
Cheng Yaojin strode forward and grabbed Cheng Chumo's shoulder. He slapped him again and roared, "Lao Tzu thought you died outside? You still know to come back? Do you know how long Lao Tzu has been out looking for you? You heartless dog, Lao Tzu will beat you to death. "
After saying this, he slapped Cheng Chumo's face again. He scolded him as he slapped him. He felt that the anger that had been accumulating in his heart for a long time had finally exploded.
In fact, he couldn't be blamed. Anyone would be angry if this happened to them. Thinking about it, the Cheng family only had one son. The huge Cheng family was counting on this guy to carry on the family line. In the end, this dog went to Sheng Zhou with Zhang Feng?
What kind of place was Sheng Zhou? It was the border and there were Turks stationed there. If something happened, what would happen to the Cheng family? What would happen to such a huge family business?
And the most important thing was that this bastard didn't even inform him when he came back. Instead, he went to fool around with Zhang Feng. That brat Zhang Feng had some talent, but he was full of evil tricks. This trip to Sheng Zhou was probably planned by this brat.
He also wanted to find Zhang Feng to settle the score. However, when he thought about how Li Erlang didn't make a fuss about it and treated Zhang Feng very well, he thought about it and put it aside. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to get into trouble.
Therefore, he practiced martial arts at home and vented the anger in his heart.
Coincidentally, this dog, Iron Bull, came back. He was still worried about how to vent his anger. Since this kid came to meet him, he naturally couldn't avoid a violent beating.
As for Cheng Chumo, he could only hold his head and bear it silently. He didn't dare to resist because he knew that the more he resisted, the more excited Old Cheng would be and the stronger he would be. When that time came, he wouldn't be able to bear it.
He only felt his cheeks burning, as if they weren't his own.
After the time it took to smoke a cigarette, Cheng Yaojin was probably tired. He lifted his hands and threw Cheng Chumo to the side. He sat on the ground and panted heavily. As he panted, he said, "You dog, Lao Tzu let you go this time. If it was Lao Tzu in the past, he would definitely beat you to a pulp. Now, let's talk about Shengzhou."
Cheng Chumo's face was bruised and swollen from Old Cheng's beating. One side of his face was bigger than the other. It was bruised and red, and he was dizzy. He felt as if there was something on his head, and he couldn't hear Old Cheng's words. He was panting like a dead dog.
When Cheng Yaojin saw that his words were not effective, he raised his eyebrows and kicked him. He roared, "Did you f * cking listen to what Lao Tzu said? Is there something wrong with your ears? "
This kick made Cheng Chumo quiver. In an instant, he felt a lot sober. He held his cheek and said vaguely, "Father, what did you say just now?"
"Lao Tzu is asking you about Shengzhou? Why are you f * cking pretending? "
Cheng Yaojin glared at Cheng Chumo angrily.
Cheng Chumo suddenly understood. It turned out that Old Cheng didn't beat him because he wanted to steal something.
He wanted to ask about Shengzhou?
When he thought of Shengzhou, he felt as if his body had hardened. There was no other reason. It was because this incident in Shengzhou had made the Tang Dynasty proud. This time, if his father wanted to ask about Shengzhou, he would brag about it. Maybe he would have a chance to talk about the materials later.
Thinking of this, he wiped the saliva leaking from the corner of his mouth and tried to squeeze out a smile. However, this smile was uglier than crying, but he didn't realize it at all. He still said, "Father, this time in Shengzhou, we were really awe-inspiring. When I think of it, Feng Zi, Zhangsun, Chong, and Du Gou, we were so scared in the sky …"
"F * ck, get to the point."
Cheng Yaojin frowned and was a little angry. He originally wanted to hear something he didn't know, but this guy didn't say anything to the point.
"Oh, oh …"
Cheng Chumo nodded repeatedly. He saw that Old Cheng's face was not very good, so he didn't dare to be arrogant. He said in a well-behaved manner, "The four of us set off from Chang 'an and then went to Shengzhou. Just now, it was Feng Zi who suggested that we go to bomb the Turkic camp. The three of us naturally didn't agree, but Feng Zi forced us to go …"
"Wait …"
Cheng Yaojin waved his hand and was a little confused. "Why didn't you agree to go?"
He had been fighting all his life, and he hated those foreign races the most. Every year, they came to the Tang Dynasty to burn, kill, and loot. For this reason, he and Yuchi Gong had jointly submitted a memorial to ask for troops to be sent to the Turkic Kingdom. Unfortunately, they were rejected by Li Erlang because of the lack of provisions.
Now that this guy had such a good opportunity to kill the Turkic Kingdom, why didn't he agree?
Was there shit in his brain?
He was now very suspicious. Was this Iron Bull his son?
Why didn't he have the ruthlessness he had in the past?
No, he had to ask that woman of the Cui family later if she had a lover outside.
Thinking of this, he narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at Cheng Chumo, as if he wanted to see something.
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