With a trembling voice, he talked about Wang Lun's massacre in Japan.

This was the first time Qi Ming heard it. After listening to it, he sat on a chair in a hotel in town like a piece of wood, gasping for air.

Is that still a human being? A man can fight against a modern army of several thousand people with his body. His fists can explode armored vehicles, his attacks can destroy armored tanks, and he can shoot down armed helicopters!

"This...this, Dad, I won't be beaten to death by Wang Lun, right?"

Qi Ming was so anxious that he broke into cold sweat all over his body and his voice trembled violently.

At this moment, he was afraid, much more than he had accumulated in more than twenty years.

That person is both a god and a demon. If he really wants to destroy him because he is unhappy with him, he believes that no one can help him, not even his father!

A person like that, even the head of a country, must put aside his dignity and not dare to make mistakes!

Qi Zhengqi saw his son's body trembling with dissatisfaction, and had no intention of blaming his son for being timid, because when he first heard this rumor about Wang Lun, he was no better than his son.

"Now you know why I didn't dare to provoke Wang Lun." Qi Zhengqi said angrily.

Qi Ming nodded obediently, his palms were sweaty and his legs were still shaking.

As for Li Yanxue, she is still in a petrified state and is still breathing cold air.

Qi Zhengqi looked at Qi Ming and reminded him seriously: "I met Wang Lun in the afternoon. I kept my posture to the lowest level and apologized to him seriously. I think Wang Lun is not a devil, so he won't punish you severely."

Qi Ming heard his father use "should", his tone was obviously not so sure, and he felt even more uneasy.
Chapter completed!