Chapter 27 The Father's Fault for Not Teaching His Son
"Dead beast..."
A furious shout came from behind.
Before Jiao Jun could react, a sharp pain shot through his left cheek, and he fell heavily to the cold ground.
The metal cane was discarded to the side.
The veins on Duan Mingxiao's neck bulged, and a storm was brewing in his dark eyes.
The boy relentlessly rained blows on Jiao Jun, the veins on his arms bulging and clearly visible.
Jiao Jun, who was lying on the ground, tried to resist, but his strength was no match for the young man in front of him.
Jiao Jun's screams were incessant. Duan Mingxiao's eyes turned red, and he looked like an enraged lion, grabbing the man in front of him by the neck.
"What were you doing just now? Huh? How disgusting!"
"I'm asking you a question."
He will definitely kill this beast today; such a beast doesn't deserve to live in this world.
Jiao Jun was being choked, his face turned red, and he almost foamed at the mouth.
Young Master, let go! How can I beg for mercy when you're gripping me like this?
Jiao Jun's muffled screams gradually attracted the attention of several servants who came to investigate.
Upon seeing the pool of blood on the ground, she couldn't help but scream.
Duan Mingxiao turned his head to look at the newcomer. The boy's narrow eyes were fierce and gloomy, as if he wanted to kill someone. None of the servants dared to step forward.
Finally, it was only after Butler Chen arrived that several male servants managed to pull Duan Mingxiao away from Jiao Jun.
At this moment, Jiao Jun's face was bruised and swollen, and he was having some difficulty breathing. He was crying with snot and tears streaming down his face, accusing the boy in front of him.
"Duan Mingxiao...you give it to me, I'm waiting, I...I'll make you regret this."
Another punch, carrying a sharp wind, and the young master broke free from the people behind him, knocking Jiao Jun to the ground.
She picked up a cane from the side and forcefully shoved it into the man's genitals.
"Heh, I'll kill you first, then we'll talk..."
The piercing screams sent chills down the spines of everyone present.
So many things happened today that caught everyone off guard.
Jiao Jun has been sent to the hospital.
Upon receiving the news, Duan Chengshan and Yun Lanshuang also rushed back to their old house from near the company.
The two had already gone to bed, but then they received a call from Butler Chen, who told them about what had happened that night.
The two then drove back without stopping.
Yun Lanshuang's expression was somewhat unpleasant and tired.
Duan Chengshan, a man who was usually refined and easygoing, frowned deeply, and his eyes showed a hint of anger.
Standing before them, Duan Mingxiao also had bruises on his face; his collar was disheveled, and his lip was cut.
However, compared to Jiao Jun, who was bleeding from his lower body, the boy's injury could only be considered minor.
Duan Mingxiao stood there leaning on his crutch, looking completely indifferent... muttering something incomprehensible to himself.
"Tsk, making a mountain out of a molehill."
Duan Mingxiao never felt that he was wrong.
Whoever he insults is sick. If someone else insults him, then that person is sick.
Seeing his unreliable behavior, Duan Chengshan's anger surged, and his voice was filled with obvious displeasure.
"Duan Mingxiao, you've really gone completely out of control now."
"Look what you've done tonight! A whole bunch of people can't get any rest because of you."
"Do you feel particularly proud of yourself?"
Duan Mingxiao pursed his lips into a straight line and remained silent for a moment.
He did act impulsively tonight, but when he thought about what that idiot Jiao Jun had done, he only regretted not punching him a few more times.
Duan Chengshan felt a pang of self-reproach. It seemed that he had been so focused on his work over the years that he had neglected the education of Duan Mingxiao.
"Duan Mingxiao, kneel down now."
Duan Mingxiao said coldly.
"You dare talk back? You almost killed someone, you scoundrel!"
Duan Mingxiao snorted coldly.
"In the end, you're just afraid that I'll damage your reputation."
"Bah! I think some people deserve to die. I'm just doing justice for Heaven."
Duan Chengshan was furious. He couldn't understand how he could have a son who spoke with such sharp and sarcastic remarks.
"Then tell me, what did he do to offend you, Duan Mingxiao?"
"Heh, what reason do I need to beat someone up? I'll beat someone up whenever I want."
When Duan Mingxiao thought of Jiao Jun's miserable state just now, a sense of satisfaction suddenly rose in his eyes.
"I never imagined I would have such a ruthless son."
"I never imagined I would have such a cold-blooded and ruthless father as you."
Duan Chengshan stepped forward and kicked Duan Mingxiao's left leg without any mercy.
Duan Mingxiao already had a cast on, and the boy groaned and knelt on the ground.
Yun Lanshuang, feeling sorry for her son, stepped forward and grabbed Duan Chengshan's arm.
"Chengshan, that's enough."
Duan Chengshan shook off the woman's hand.
"I think it's a case of a doting mother spoiling her son. You're only satisfied when someone dies and this scoundrel goes to jail, aren't you?"
Yun Lanshuang didn't speak, but her eyes reddened.
Duan Chengshan glanced coldly at Duan Mingxiao, who was kneeling on the ground.
"It is the father's fault if he does not teach his son. Today I will teach you how to be a person and how to do things."
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