The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans

When the phone is connected, Bai Zishu quickly opens his mouth. "Learning the wind, you listen to me explaining that things are really not what you think, baby, he really..."

“Is it really that I fell to the ground and broke my head?”

Tang Lingfeng came with a cold voice, Bai Zishu hit a cold war, or continued to say, "Yes, my babysitter can testify to me." He is determined to die and refuse to admit that he did it himself. And Tang Yaofeng can't know the truth of the matter.

"Well, I sent you a message, look at it." Then Tang Yaofeng hung up the phone.

Bai Zishu opened his mailbox with doubts and found that it was two video files. He was very eager to download and opened. The picture showed the picture of the child he had hit, and the cry of the child’s heartbreaking echoed in his ear.

Bai Zishu was soft and suddenly squatted on the chair in front of the computer desk.

How could this be? How can Tang Lefeng have such a video? There is no camera at home, how can he be photographed?

Thinking this way, Bai Zi stood up and began to carefully observe the picture in the video, trying to find traces of artificial design, but until the end, the scene in the picture is exactly the same as what happened in his memory.

After a long time, Bai Zishu finally calmed down. He didn't have a camera at home. This picture happened in his room. Tang Lingfeng was so smart. As long as he explained the words, this video was fabricated by others to frame him. He and Tang Yanfeng have known each other for so long, and Tang Leung will definitely believe him.

Just as Bai Zishu planned to call Tang Lingfeng, the door was suddenly knocked. "The young master, the lord is looking for you."

Bai Zishu put down the phone and opened the door. His expression was a little confused. "Does the father say that I told me to do anything?"

"No, he only said to wait for you in the study." The maid replied.

"Well, I will pass in a while." Bai Zishu looked at his mobile phone and decided to call the phone first.

The servant saw him refused, and his expression was a little anxious. "Master, you, you are still passing, the lord looks very angry."

"Is angry?" Bai Zishu was a bit strange. "That's good, I will pass."

Before coming to the study room, Bai Zishu knocked on the door. "Father, are you looking for me?"

"Come in." White's voice came from inside the door, very low, unable to hear the anger.

Bai Zishu pushed the door into the house, just closed the door, and had not had time to say hello to Bai’s father, he was smashed into the forehead by a cup.

The white father was both accurate and awkward. Bai Zishu’s forehead instantly burst into a red and swollen bag. He was over, and his mind was blank. "Father, father?"

White father sat behind the desk with a stack of a4 paper in front of him. His face was dark and dark, but he didn't immediately attack. "Are you wrong?"

"What?" Suddenly asked this question, Bai Zishu was a little worried, "What am I doing wrong?"

"You!" Looking at Bai Zishu's innocent look, Bai's face became darker, apparently mad, and he held a few mouthfuls of gas on his back. "You are a blind man! I used to I thought you were a good one. I didn't expect you to be so vicious."

I didn’t expect Bai’s father to say this. Bai Zishu screwed his forehead and shouted loudly: “Why do you say this?!”

"Why?" White father stared at Bai Zishu's eyes, snorted and threw a piece of paper in front of him. "You look at it, what is it?"

The book with a particularly strong book was dropped on Bai Zishu. He subconsciously stepped back and then turned the first page.

Until then, Bai Zishu did not think that he was wrong. He started from the first word, and then the pupil was getting bigger and bigger. He quickly turned back a few times, and the pictures on the printing paper came into view and printed. The photo looks a bit fuzzy, but it does not prevent him from recognizing that the person inside is himself. "How, how is it possible?"

When Bai Zishu used to design Baizimu, he once had a face, but he clearly remembered that his location was very secret. He couldn’t find it when he was photographed. How did this photo come from?

But now is not the time to think about this, Bai Zishu continues to turn back, the latter information is a detailed description of how he deliberately chased a man, and the child's things.

Bai Zi Shu Yue looked more white, and finally could not stand.

Who is it? Who wants to cure him to death?

"Like a man, it's just a matter of designing and killing a younger brother. How is your heart so vicious?" Seeing Bai Zishu, Bai Bai gritted his teeth. "Is it if we mess up with you one day, you even have your own parents?" To kill? Bai Zishu, you are really good!"

"I, I don't have..." Bai Zishu looks like a ghost. He is too shocked now. He can't make any credible reason. He is full of brains. Who is it?

Seeing Bai Zishu still wants to argue, Bai Fu is very anxious, and shouted: "Roll!"

Bai Zishu finally reacted at this time and found that Bai’s father seemed to be true. He repeatedly said: “Father, I was framed, some people want to frame me! I really didn’t do anything!”

"Okay, good!" White father held his chest in one hand and threw a thing at Baizishu. "You didn't do anything. You didn't do it. What do you say about this?"

Bai Zi Shu subconsciously catches things, only one glance, his face becomes pale, how can this thing appear in the hands of Bai Bai?

This is a jade Guanyin. When Bai Zishu was born, the white grandmother personally asked him for it. It was engraved with a "shu" word. Bai Zishu has always been very special. Of course, there is no shortage of it because it is unique. The reason, because Baizimu was born, the white grandmother just passed away, so Baizimu did not have this thing, so when he was a child, Baizimu looked at his jade Guanyin, and fully satisfied Baizishu’s vanity.

However, this jade Guanyin did not know where to go last year. Bai Zishu also looked for it, but there is no clue, but now it appears in the hands of Bai Fu.

Looking at Bai Zishu’s stunned and awkward look, Bai’s father was angry and disappointed, and felt a bit creepy. “My white family does not have such a terrible son, you give me out!”

The white father’s expression is distorted and looks particularly terrible. Bai Zi’s mind is blank and incoherent. “Father, I really don’t, not me...”

"Roll!" The white father picked up the ashtray on the table and threw it at Bai Zishu.

Bai Zi is busy and flashing, "Mom! I want to see my mother!"

"Do you dare to mention your mother?! She saw that the good things you did were dizzy, and I haven't woken up yet!" Bai father snorted and gasped. He picked up his mobile phone and shook his hand and pressed the alarm phone. He lifted it. In front of Bai Zishu, "Okay, well, you don't leave, I will let people take you away."

"No! You can't call the police!" Bai Zi is full of flustered, how can he go to jail? He can't go to jail, he has to be with Tang Lingfeng, absolutely not!

"you you!"

When Bai Zishu reacted, he was holding the handle of a fruit knife in his hand, and the other end had already stabbed into the white father's stomach. The white father stared at Bai Zishu and sent out in his throat. Unbelievable whine, then fell down.

Bai Zishu stunned a few steps backwards. He looked at the red blood on his hand and took a cold breath.

After a while, Bai Zishu finally reacted. He looked at the white father who was still breathing on the ground, and then hurriedly opened the door and ran out.

"Young Master, Big Master!" The servant who stayed outside the door saw Bai Zishu out, and was about to ask, seeing that he didn’t go back downstairs and ran downstairs, and immediately wanted to chase it out, suddenly discovering the blood of Bai Zishu’s hand. When I was on the scene, I realized that I had a white father in the study room and hurriedly ran to the study room.

Then a scream came from the study, "Ah! Not good, the young master killed the master and escaped!"

The white father who is still breathing on the ground: "..." He clearly can still save.

At this time, Bai Zishu had just ran out of the white house, and the siren just stopped in front of him.

"Inverse attack value +20%, the current counterattack value is 100%, congratulations to the host to complete the task, is it immediate to return to the system space?"

"no."

"The host, Bai Zishu actually smashed the white father's knife, it was too hearty." 098 said, "I have never seen a protagonist like him. If you didn't let me call the police in advance, he might not I have escaped." Actually, Bai’s alarm call was not intended to be played. Although 098 had encountered the protagonist of San Guanzheng, but there was never such a thing as Bai Zishu’s own father and father, I thought. I feel chilling when I think.

"Maybe he is a mental illness." Ling Chunan answered.

"You will be joking about hosting."

Three days later, Bai’s father changed from icu to a general ward. He was seen once when Bai’s parents used to live in severe illness. Lingnan bought some fruit and drove his small wheelchair to see him. Before the enthusiasm, the white father looked a lot, as if he was a teenager in a short time.

However, in the end, the feelings were not deep enough. Lingnan was only sitting for a while and then they had nothing to say. The atmosphere suddenly smashed.

Of course, only Bai Bai feels embarrassed, and Ling Zheng Nan Zheng and 098 are discussing what the White Father will say.

"Host, I think he should not sue the male master. After all, he still loved this son very much." 098 said, "And the tiger poison does not eat, he seems to have no concern about Baizimu, but to the male owner. I don’t have to say it.” Even if you go to work outside, every few days, Bai’s parents have to call Bai Zishu. It’s not like listening to Baizimu.

"On the contrary, I think he will not only sue him, but also sever his father-son relationship with him." Ling Chunan gave a negative opinion.

"That, Zimu." Baifu finally broke the silence. "Otherwise, you moved back to live. We ignored you before. Can you forgive Dad?"

"I lived very well in the present place. If you miss me, you can call me. I will have time to come back." Ling Chunan rejected the White Father's proposal.

"Your brother's business, I have already said to the police, I intend to sever the father-son relationship with him." Speaking of Bai Zishu, Bai's father's face instantly darkened. "We have no such thing as a white house."

098: "..."

Sitting for a while, the ward door was pushed open, and Mo Yu came in and smiled at the beginning of the morning: "Baby, time is not early, it is time to go home."

"Yeah." Lingnan nodded and then looked at Bai's father. "Dad, then I will go first."

White Father looked at the two people deeply. "Go, have time to come and see Dad."

"it is good."

Because the wound was in the abdomen and did not hurt the critical position, Baifu was discharged from hospital after a month, and at the same time, Bai Zishu’s mental appraisal report also came down. He suffered from serious paranoia, in the white father. Under the operation, it is estimated that the rest of the life can only be spent in a mental hospital.

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