Chapter 31: frenzied

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The Su Family Mansion, the front hall of the conference room.
Su Chen was lying on the first seat, which symbolized the position of Patriarch, with a disheveled shirt. Perhaps because of excessive indulgence these days, his face was a little pale, his eyes were sunken, and his spirit was a little sluggish.
"Brother Chen, come, open your mouth!"
Lin Peipei, dressed in a red palace dress, smiled and pinched a small red fruit and put it to Su Chen's mouth.
After some moisturizing, unlike Su Chen's sickness, Lin Peipei's skin has become more supple, and the whole person is more charming and beautiful.
"Okay, I'll eat!" Su Chen rolled her eyes, smiled, opened her mouth to wrap the little fruit, and took advantage of the trend "yun xi" to Lin Peipei's white fingertips.
"Brother Chen, you messed up again!" Lin Peipei Lang laughed, retracting her fingers with spring in her eyes.
"Hehe."
Su Chen gave her a wretched smile, just about to reach into Lin Peipei's clothes to play with the plump pair...
"Master!"
I saw a family outside the hall hurriedly walked in.
"what's up?"
Su Chen withdrew his hands back, and his face was very ugly because he was disturbed for no reason.
"Young Master, your father fainted again, what should I do?" The Jia Ding bent down and asked carefully.
"Faint?" Su Chen's expression sank, and said gloomily: "It's no wonder that I haven't heard his scream for so long. I didn't expect the old things to stand up to the toss!"
After thinking for a moment, Su Chen got up from his seat, adjusted his dressing gown, patted Lin Peipei's hips and smiled Yin Yin: "Go, beauty, let's see Su Dingfang!"
"Ah..." Lin Peipei "jiao chuan" was attacked on her buttocks, and a trace of emotion flew on her face. She smiled with a cheerful face, "Peipei also wants to see Patriarch Su's desolate appearance now, so I look forward to it. What..."
At this time, on the martial arts field outside the hall, a man with only a white cedar was tied to a thick stone pillar.
The man lowered his head slightly. He couldn't see his face clearly because of his scattered hair. His clothes had already been tattered. The exposed skin was covered with dense wounds of various shapes, and bright red blood was slowly flowing from those wounds. Trickle out.
"This old guy has a good willpower. We tortured him all night, and he just passed out now." A scarfaced man in a family uniform, holding a hot red soldering iron, said with a smile while smiling. The branding iron was printed on the left chest of the white shirt man.
laugh!
As the branding iron was imprinted into the flesh of the white shirt man, an unpleasant smell of burnt meat floated in the air.
"Well... it's this smell, too let me enjoy it!" The scared man closed his eyes and smelled the burnt meat, his expression was full of obsession.
"Wipe, you are a perverted person. People are still in a coma." Next to the scarfaced man is a strong man who has only one eye.
"I'm a pervert? Hey, it's far worse than you, man." The scarred man smiled, pointing to a blood-stained piece of meat on the ground and said: "I don't know who disliked the old guy. It's too ugly, I cut his tongue directly!"
The implication is that the flesh on the ground is actually a piece of human tongue...
"What are you whispering about?"
At this time, Su Chen and Lin Pei came to the martial arts field wearing the messenger Ding. He squinted slightly at the tortured man in white shirt, and a smile appeared on his face.
"I have seen the young master!" The one-eyed man saw Su Chen coming, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.
"One-eyed dragon, what are you talking about? What kind of young master is this? It is clearly the Young Patriarch! No! That is the Patriarch! The servant Su Niu sees the Patriarch!" The scarred man Su Niu walked forward with a smile and bowed down ceremony.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes!" After Su Niu's reminder, the one-eyed man also reacted, and quickly turned to prostrate himself, crowing down and shouting: "The slave Suhu has seen the Patriarch!"
"Hahaha! Well said! Well said!"
Su Chen listened to these two people's flattery, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, and the shocking weather swayed away.
He broke through one after another, his foundation and breath were not stable yet, and a little emotional change would naturally vent his spirit power.
The few people around were not high in cultivation, and they were stunned by his terrifying aura.
"Brother Chen, stop, I can't take it anymore."
Lin Peipei tugged at his arm, she couldn't bear it.
Only then did Su Chen notice the strangeness of the others, and immediately condensed his breath, and smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I'm just too excited."
"Uh..."
Affected by Su Chen's breath, the white-shirted man seemed to wake up and let out a weak voice.
"Ok!?"
Hearing the faint voice of the white shirt man, a cold light flashed in Su Chen's eyes and strode towards the white shirt man.
"Hey, let me see who this is?" Su Chen lifted a strand of white-shirted man's forehead, looked at it pretentiously, and then exclaimed, "Hey? Isn't this the famous Su Dingfang?"
Under the hair was a blood-stained face. The long torture made this face look a bit sluggish, but he could still vaguely distinguish the person's appearance.
He is the Su Family Patriarch, Su Dingfang...
"Wow wow wow wow!"
As if he heard Su Chen yelling, Su Dingfang slowly opened his slightly closed eyes. When he saw that Su Chen appeared in front of him who had plunged him into such a miserable situation, he screamed in anger, a face full of scars. It's horrible!
But he was speechless. There was only a neat incision at the base of the hollow tongue, and traces of blood were flowing out of the incision.
"Old thing, what do you want to say?" Su Chen looked at the man coldly, and smiled softly: "Do you still want to scold me?"
"Save it... You have scolded me for so many years, saying that I am not promising, and shame you."
"Well, in order to prove to you that I am not a useless trash, I am now a soul man, and I have surpassed Su Fan, whom you have always praised..."
"But what about you... You are still stigmatizing me in front of so many people... and saying that I am not as good as Su Fan!"
"I would like to ask now... Am I your son or Su Fan's beast?"
With the continuous narration, Su Chen's expression began to change significantly, from the indifferent beginning to the crazy roar behind him, his facial muscles twitched involuntarily every time Su Fan was mentioned.
boom!
Because Su Chen's emotions were once again distracted, and the terrifying aura burst again, and it was even greater before.
Su Dingfang was the closest to Su Chen, and it was immediately affected. He, who was dying and tortured, could not bear such a huge pressure.
"Woo..."
Su Dingfang let out a mournful cry, and the seven orifices that were stunned by this breath bleed, and within a short while, they broke off and died in the hands of his son.
"died?"
Seeing Su Dingfang suddenly lost his breath, Su Chen was stunned for a while, his expression was a bit dazed, and he staggered back a few times. A pale face was full of uncertainties, and the breath of his whole body also collapsed.