"Enough! Another word and I'll throw you out!" Sunx Jian Country was furious, glaring at him malevolently and cursing fiercely.
Sunx Liancheng was stunned at first, but then he seemed relieved and ran out. Not far from the door, he looked back and kindly reminded:
"Dad, Zhang Dadan was really possessed by a ghost just now. Be careful, don't let him harm you!"
Harmed... harmed? Hearing this, Sunx Jian Country's anger only grew. Eyeing around, he snatched a police baton from a security guard's hand and smashed it towards him.
This foolish pest of a son! It's bad enough that he's stupid, but so unfilial too, believing that Zhang Dadan was possessed by a ghost and then running off, leaving his old man behind!
"Calm down, the kid's still young! It's inevitable that he's a bit... naive... naive!" Zhang Dadan consoled in a peer-like tone.
