Dongfang Boyuwei narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, searching for information about this person in his mind. What is certain is that... he doesn't know him.
"Mr. Dongfang wants cigars, so you give him a cigar. Don't treat our distinguished guests badly." The woman walked to the opposite side of him, sat down, crossed her legs, and played with the whip in her hand, "Mr. Dongfang is indeed as rumored,
It looks really good."
As she said that, she covered her mouth with her hands as if she thought she had said something funny, "I'll talk to my father to have a love affair, and let me let me play with you before you get rid of it."
Dongfang Boyu took the cigar handed over by someone else and sniffed it slightly.
Seeing this, the woman chuckled, "Are you afraid that this cigar will leak poisonously?"
Dongfang Boyu ignored her, just lit a cigar, took a few sips before saying, "I won't talk to the little girl about serious matters. I'll ask the one who can win the Lord to come out."
"You...swish, do you think you are your Dongfang family now? You are in our hands now." The woman pulled out the whip and threw it in front of him, almost swaying to his face.
Dongfang Boyu didn't even blink, and spit out a smoke ring and looked at her, "Little girls like you are usually just men's toys."
"You are looking for death." The woman was angry and picked up the whip and thrust him hard. Dongfang Boyu raised his hand and caught the whip she threw, and blood flowed out of Dongfang Boyu's palm.
He looked at the woman with a sneer on his lips, "I think I've called it?"
The woman tried hard to pull back the whip, but Dongfang Boyu refused to let it go, just looking around the entire hall, "Don't you even dare to show your true face?"
"You are not qualified..."
"Salad, retreat." A stern voice sounded, and a man with a cigar in his arms stood there.
His hair was combed very well, and he looked like an old gentleman, but his eyes were so fierce that it seemed that he could see through people at a glance.
Dongfang Boyu then let go of the whip on his hand. As for the blood on his hand, he didn't even look at it.
He has always been curious about who are in the secret door. It has been decades since his father's generation to the present, and no one has seen a real secret door boss.
Perhaps the current secret door bosses have been replaced for two or three generations, not necessarily.
The one in front of me... is definitely not a secret door boss, but he should be considered a person with a good position in the secret door.
The old man walked to Dongfang Boyu, looked at him for a few seconds, and said only one sentence, "The tiger father has no dog son."
Dongfang Boyu looked at him, "It's too much."
"Have your dad taught you that the price of arrogance is life?" The old man looked at Dongfang Boyu sarcastically, then sat down, "I heard from them that you lost your mind by yourself.
Weapons, surrenders?”
Dongfang Boyu didn't say anything.
"I thought your men in the Dongfang family were all tough guys like Dongfang Feng and Dongfang Yun. It seems... they were almost there." The old man looked at the blood dripping from Dongfang Boyu's hand, "Take him down
, no one is allowed to approach."
"Dad..." The woman walked forward arrogantly and shook the old man's hand, "I want to play with him."
He said so shamelessly, but Dongfang Boyu frowned when he heard it. Until now, he still didn't know who the father and daughter were.