The front desk manager was a fat woman in her thirties. When she saw Jiang Peng, her eyes suddenly lit up and she asked: "Boss, who are you?"

Jiang Peng casually handed over a few Thai bahts and said, "Peng Duo called me to be happy."

Money can make all the difference. Seeing the money, the front desk manager immediately beamed.

After accepting the Thai baht calmly, the manager winked at Jiang Peng and said, "Follow me, boss, and I will personally lead the way for you."

After a few twists and turns, Jiang Peng felt a little dizzy, and the manager finally brought Jiang Peng to his seat.

"Fortunately, I gave you the money. I will find it myself in the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse." Jiang Peng thought to himself.

Ignoring the manager's secret glances, Jiang Peng pointed to the door and said, "Okay, it's none of your business."

The manager nodded reluctantly, glanced at Jiang Peng again, and then backed away.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Peng suddenly opened the door.

The private room was very noisy, the singing was loud, and the smell of cigarette smoke was very strong.

When Jiang Peng opened the door, the people in the private room did not react immediately.

What came into view was a table full of wine bottles, many of which were already empty.

Three boys in school uniforms sat around Jiang Xiaohu, holding wine in their hands and stuffing it into Jiang Xiaohu's hand.

The other person was holding a microphone and singing randomly, and his other hand had already put his arm around Jiang Xiaohu's shoulder.

Jiang Xiaohu also held a bottle of wine in his hand. He had obviously drank a lot and was in a daze. His face was reddish and his dreadlocks were shaking constantly.

He was leaning on the sofa, feeling lazy, and his school uniform was thrown aside, revealing the leopard print hollow short sleeves underneath.

On the sofa on the other side was a man wearing a gray T-shirt, smoking, and hugging another girl who was also wearing a school uniform.

Jiang Peng saw the slightly burnt tin foil on the table at a glance. Looking at the white powder remaining on it, a rush of blood rushed to his head.

Seeing someone coming in, several boys raised their heads and looked at Jiang Peng.

"Who are you?"

"What did you come in for?"

"Get out of here!"

Jiang Peng locked the door and picked up two wine bottles. Jiang Peng hit the heads of two students in school uniforms. He heard two "bang" sounds and the two students who were about to get up responded.

Fell on the sofa.

The man in the gray T-shirt reacted quickly. He stood up, picked up a wine bottle and hit Jiang Peng on the head.

Jiang Peng immediately waved his hand to block and blocked the bottle with his elbow.

A sharp pain came, but Jiang Peng did not hesitate. He came to the man in two steps and punched the man on the bridge of the nose.

The man in gray moved quite quickly and even turned his head to avoid Jiang Peng's heavy punch.

Jiang Peng raised his eyebrows and without hesitation, he immediately whipped the man on the waist.

Jiang Peng is 1.85 meters tall and has very long legs. The space in the private room is limited. Even if the man in gray wants to hide, it is difficult to avoid Jiang Peng's large-scale whipping legs.

After being kicked firmly in the waist, the man in gray immediately fell down on the sofa. Jiang Peng went up and punched the man twice in the stomach, then grabbed his hair and knocked him hard on the table.

"Bang." The man in gray clothes with blood on his face immediately fainted.

"Ah!" The female student sitting next to the man in gray screamed immediately, with a few drops of blood splashing on her face.

"Shut up." Jiang Peng gave her a cold look. His ruthless look scared the female student so much that she covered her mouth and then retreated to the corner.

Jiang Peng looked at the only sober male student and asked, "Are you Peng Duo?"

Peng Duo was frightened out of his wits. After seeing Jiang Peng deal with the three people ruthlessly, his legs kept trembling and he nodded: "Yes."

"What do you want to do by bringing Jiang Xiaohu to a place like this?" Jiang Peng stared at Peng Duo and said coldly.

Just when Peng Duo was about to explain, Jiang Xiaohu on the side seemed to wake up. She stood up, pointed at Jiang Peng, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Peng turned to Jiang Xiaohu and said with some disappointment: "Jiang Xiaohu, do you know where this place is?"

Hearing Jiang Peng's tone, he saw Jiang Peng's disappointed expression.

Jiang Xiaohu suddenly felt a strong sense of boredom in his heart.

She said with a flushed face: "What kind of tone are you talking about? I'm going out to play with my classmates! What does it have to do with you!?"

"What does it have to do with me? I am your father, what does it have to do with me?" Jiang Peng laughed angrily and snatched the wine bottle from Jiang Xiaohu's hand.

Hit the ground hard.

Suddenly the wine splashed everywhere, and many water drops also splashed on Jiang Xiaohu's face.

Jiang Peng glanced at the tinfoil on the table again and asked, "Did you smoke it?"

Jiang Xiaohu glanced at the tinfoil on the table and saw Jiang Peng's distrustful expression, and a strong sense of grievance surged into his heart.

Although Jiang Xiaohu is rebellious, he can distinguish right from wrong. Jiang Xiaohu will never touch drugs.

But Jiang Peng's current expression deeply hurt Jiang Xiaohu's sensitive heart.

She gritted her teeth, straightened her back, looked at Jiang Peng, and said without fear: "Why, I just sucked it, what can you do to me?"

Hearing Jiang Xiaohu's personal admission, Jiang Peng's eyes darkened, he felt a blockage in his heart, and almost fainted.

Jiang Peng was also blinded by anger at this moment, and did not notice anything wrong with Jiang Xiaohu's expression.

I didn't realize that these were Jiang Xiaohu's angry words.

He could no longer hold back the anger in his heart and slapped Jiang Xiaohu hard on the face.

Jiang Peng was so angry that he lost control of his movements and knocked Jiang Xiaohu onto the sofa.

Since his wife passed away, Jiang Peng has never beaten Jiang Xiaohu. Today is the first time.

Just after taking action, Jiang Peng felt a little regretful.

The anger in his heart had subsided a bit, but what Jiang Xiaohu did this time was really too much. Even if Jiang Peng loved his daughter, he couldn't bear it.

Jiang Xiaohu was also a little stunned by the beating. He raised his head, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and deep fingerprints appeared on his fair cheek.

"You!" Jiang Xiaohu covered his face, looked at Jiang Peng, and cried: "If you beat me to death, forget about it. My mother was killed by you. You beat me to death and let me go down to accompany my mother."

Hearing Jiang Xiaohu's heartbreaking cry, Jiang Peng felt pain in his heart. Thinking of his wife's face, he softened his tone, walked to Jiang Xiaohu, and said: "Xiaohu, I...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you,

But as a girl, you really shouldn’t come here."

Jiang Xiaohu shed tears and said slowly: "Today is my birthday. You have never been with me. I went out to sing with my classmates. What's wrong!"

Jiang Xiaohu's words "I have never been with her" once again struck Jiang Peng's heart.

For the sake of life, for Jiang Xiaohu to have good conditions to grow up.

Jiang Peng spends very little time with Jiang Xiaohu, even on his birthday. This is what Jiang Peng thinks he owes Jiang Xiaohu the most.

Jiang Peng sighed, pointed at Peng Duo's head, and said, "Classmate, do you expect these drug addicts to be your classmates?"

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Peng picked up a wine bottle, came to Peng Duo, and asked: "Tell me, what do you want to bring Jiang Xiaohu here?"

Peng Duo said tremblingly: "Just come and sing, nothing else..."

Before Peng Duo finished speaking, Jiang Peng poked him in the stomach with a wine bottle, which made Peng Duo roll his eyes in pain.

"Repeat." Jiang Peng looked at Peng Duo and said while shaking the bottle.

"Just helping Xiao Hu celebrate his birthday, nothing else..." Peng Duo didn't finish his words when Jiang Peng poked him in the stomach with a wine bottle.

"Xiaohu Xiaohu, are you worthy of being called? Tell me your full name! I'll give you one last chance, otherwise the bottle will appear on your head next time." Jiang Peng shook the bottle and said viciously.

"Yes, yes, we want to get her drunk, and then...then..." Peng Duo's voice became smaller and smaller.

Seeing Peng Duo squirming, Jiang Peng no longer hesitated with the wine bottle in his hand, and directly hit Peng Duo on the head.

"Don't smash it, we want to get Jiang Xiaohu drunk, and then it's her turn." Peng Duo finally told the truth just before smashing the bottle down, and took back the bottle. Jiang Peng looked at Jiang Xiaohu and said nothing.

Jiang Xiaohu was not a fool. When he heard Peng Duo's words, his body immediately softened and he fell silent.

"I'm warning you, if anyone tries to touch Jiang Xiaohu in the future, I will be the first to kill him." Jiang Peng glanced at Peng Duo, who was so scared that Peng Duo almost peed his pants.

"Do you understand?" Jiang Peng asked.

"I understand." Peng Duo whispered.

"Louder, you can't hear me!" Jiang Peng shouted.

"I understand!" Peng Duo said.

"Didn't you eat? I said I couldn't hear you, but I just couldn't hear you. Please speak louder!" Jiang Peng said, shaking the wine bottle.

"Got it!!!" Pondo shouted.

"Okay, I'm very energetic and energetic. I hope you can remember what I said today." After Jiang Peng finished speaking, he put down the bottle of wine, pulled Jiang Xiaohu, picked up his clothes and schoolbag, and walked out of the private room.

Back in the jeep, Jiang Xiaohu sat in the back seat, silent and crying.

Jiang Peng sighed, drove the car, and said softly: "Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Xiaohu ignored Jiang Peng.
To be continued...