Gong Ziqi was both shocked and frightened.
He found the man terrifying.
To be able to let them bully him like this while he's still sober, you can imagine how strong his mentality is.
"Gong Ziming, you've already ruined my mother's face, what more do you want?"
He struggled to lean forward, the bracelets on his wrists clanging loudly.
It was clear that he was extremely angry.
But what can we do?
Whether he can save himself is now a question.
Without answering the question, Gong Ziming went around in circles and brought up the topic again.
"Back then, Dad knew perfectly well that you were secretly plotting against me, but why didn't he help me?"
If he were to step in, these people wouldn't be so arrogant.
But Gong Ziqi didn't like hearing that. "Do you think you're blind?"
“Once, Lao Jiang saw us bullying you, so he ran to tell Dad. When he came back, he beat the three of us brothers half to death.”
If they all say they didn't help him, then who can they complain to?
"Heh." Gong Ziming looked at him and sneered, "Just once?"
"My mother begged for it."
If it weren't for his mother constantly begging him to make a decision...
He won't pay any attention to him.
"You may not know your father better than I do what kind of person he is."
He has always prioritized self-interest.
Before his accident, he could make money for him, so naturally, he treated him well.
But then he got into trouble, and he ignored him countless times.
Of course, it's also possible that he was a bit extreme.
However, outsiders say that the old man is biased towards him.
Gong Zimo shouldn't take the blame for this.
"Hmph." Gong Ziqi snorted coldly.
In his view, Gong Ziming was being hypocritical, having gotten a good deal.
"Alright, you don't need to compete with me in misery."
Their family is now in a state of chaos, with some members dead and others injured.
But she's no better off than him.
But is that really the case?
Even so, Gong Ziqi's family brought this upon themselves.
How dare they compare themselves to Gong Zimo?
Suddenly standing up, Gong Ziming kicked the chair behind him away.
Gong Ziqi had no idea what he was going to do.
This is still a relaxed state.
It wasn't until Gong Ziming called someone over that Gong Ziqi noticed he was holding a mineral water bottle.
The bottle wasn't empty; it was filled with a yellowish liquid.
Gong Ziming said, "Give it to him to drink."
Gong Ziqi paused for a moment.
The bodyguards slowly approached.
He came to his senses and began to struggle, "What is this?"
"Gong Ziming, what are you trying to do?"
The bodyguard glanced at him, his expression indifferent.
Even though he knew it contained the urine of several people, he just didn't feel any sympathy.
Gong Ziqi doesn't deserve any sympathy.
He walked over, opened the bottle cap, and stood in front of Gong Ziqi. He suddenly grabbed Gong Ziqi's chin to prevent him from struggling.
An unpleasant smell wafted over.
Gong Ziqi frowned and struggled to turn his head away.
Enraged, he shouted, "Gong Ziming, you damned bastard!"
"Are you trying to mess with me?"
They actually gave him urine to drink.
"I won't drink it, I won't drink it!" he struggled desperately.
Gong Ziming stood in front, looking on expressionlessly.
"Pour it down!" he said coldly, without a trace of emotion.
The bodyguard listened to him, pried open his mouth, and poured water directly into it from a mineral water bottle.
The stench of spitting water made Gong Ziqi want to vomit.
Hmm...
A full bottle was poured in.
Liquid trickled down his chin, and Gong Ziqi's face turned bright red.
After the bodyguard removed the bottle.
He lowered his head and vomited violently.
Ugh, ugh...
The entire basement reeked.
The bodyguard glanced back at Gong Ziming and gestured for him to leave first.
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