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Chapter 1166: Do You Think I'm Handsome Today


For two strangers to sneak in so unscrupulously into the villa, he, as the housekeeper, must have a responsibility that he cannot shirk.

He immediately said directly to Yamda: "Master, it was me who neglected my duty.

These two opportunities look like people sent by the Dong family.

Master, please sit down for a moment and we will take care of them right now."

Just when the butler wanted to explain what was going on, Yamda waved his hand and told the butler to shut his mouth.

At this time, there was a ferocious light in Yamda's eyes.

He looked straight at Li Feng, his face full of crazy murderous intent: "Boy, please tell me what you didn't just say again."

At this time, seeing Yamda's gloomy face that was almost dripping with tears, Li Feng smiled softly, with a cold light in his eyes, looked at Yamda and said straightly: "I said, your son deserves not only to die, but also to be cut into pieces and chopped into pieces with thousands of cuts." boom Li Feng's words immediately confused the butler and the five bodyguards.

This guy just broke into someone else's home.

He actually dared to say that Yuda deserves to die, and he said it to Yamda.

This level of seeking death is really beyond words.

Even if I searched all over Thailand, no one would dare to say such unscrupulous words in front of Yamda.

At this time, Yamda's face was livid, and the fierce light in his eyes shone even brighter, and murderous intent continued to splash outward: "Okay, you are a very talented boy.

Can you please tell me carefully why my son Yuda died and was cut into pieces by a thousand cuts?

If you can't tell me a reason today that can conquer me. , I will test what you said on your body."

At this time, Yamda's words were full of murderous intent, causing the temperature in the hall to drop directly to the lowest point.

At this time, everyone could clearly feel how much murderous intent Yamda had in his heart. exuberant At this time, Xing'er's face was so pale that there was no blood, and the eyes he looked at Yamda contained not only resentment and murderous intent, but also unspeakable fear.

Only Li Feng still looked indifferent, with a faint smile on his lips: "Because your son Yuda has been learning to kill people since he was 15 years old.

In these years, he raped a total of 34 women, and among the people who died among him, there were white-collar workers, strippers, and CEOs of listed companies, middle school students, etc., which led to the breakdown of more than thirty families."

Having said this, the smile on Li Feng's face became even stronger, and he looked directly at Yamda, his eyes slowly filled with ridicule: "And the reason why you buried your son quietly is because you hate your son very much."

What Li Feng's words caused the expressions of those in the hall to change.

Even Yamda was taken aback, and his heart immediately sank.

"I hate him and I hate my son.

Even if I really hate him, there is no need to go to this step."

At this time, Yamda's eyes kept flickering, but his face was still as gloomy as usual.

But at this time, his heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

It had already set off a boundless wave.

Of course he, as a father, knew exactly how many people his son had killed, but what shocked him was that Li Feng actually said it exactly.

"Why" At this time, the playful light on the corner of Li Feng's mouth became more intense.

At this time, he looked directly at Yamda and said: "Because your son likes to play with your wife" boom These words immediately gave everyone in the hall another major shock.

The housekeeper and the five bodyguards felt that their scalps were numb at this time.

This was the first time they saw someone so brave and dared to say such things to Yamda in front of him.

However, before the housekeeper could stop Li Feng, Li Feng's teasing words rang out again: "Yamda, you have found a total of 13 wives in the past 10 years, but without any exception, each of your wives will disappear quietly after a while.

It's because every wife of yours has been raped by your son, and as long as your son takes action, you will directly get rid of your wife.

That's why you hate him.

You can't wait for this person who has no respect for father and son.

The beast should die sooner.”

At this time, the atmosphere in the hall gradually became depressing, so depressing that people could not breathe.

Xing'er, the housekeeper, and the five bodyguards all felt that their hearts were beating wildly, almost as if they were about to burst out of their chests.

What on earth did they hear?

They actually heard such shocking words What shocked them in particular was that Yamda actually showed no intention of denying it, as if what the other party said was correct and he just acquiesced by not speaking.

But, this is not over yet At this time, Li Feng looked at Yamda with eyes full of teasing, and then said: "Yamda, you have already known that your son likes this special style.

His favorite thing is to collect women of various identities, whether they are white-collar workers, teachers, bosses, middle school students, as long as they are of different identities. , he will like it.

And this, of course, also includes his stepmother.

He doesn't care about the identity of the person he likes.

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As long as he is beautiful, he will not let go.

But he is your son, your only heir.

Even if you know these things, you still can't kill him.

The more you can't kill him, and the more unscrupulous he is, the more you want to kill him directly. " Having said this, Li Feng revealed an extremely sinister smile: "Now your son is dead, but now you only have the anger of losing face in your heart, but there is no sorrow for your son.

What I said is very correct, Mr.

Yamda."

When he said these words, a sharp light flashed in Li Feng's eyes.

At this time, Yamda even felt that the other party's eyes could directly penetrate his heart.

Li Feng's words gave him the illusion that he was completely naked, as if he had no secrets in this person's eyes.

At this time, Yamda did not speak directly.

He slowly sat on the sofa, picked up the tea cup on the coffee table again, and took a sip of the drink in it.

His voice was unusually low: "Where did you know these things from?"

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