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Chapter 1107 Tan Dao self-destructs(1/2)

"I'm telling you, I can not only kidnap a rich man's son, but I can also deceive my own son."

When the other drunkards heard this, they sat back.

"You designed your son? How is it possible? Who would design their own son?"

Tan Dao snorted in the wine, "Who knows if it was a kiss."

"That bitch stole a man behind my back, who knows if she gave birth to a bastard for me."

"Even if he is his biological son, I will be angry after seeing him."

Murong Tan heard this sentence as soon as he arrived here, and his footsteps stopped.

Want to hear what Tan Dao means?

When Tan Dao saw that no one was leaving, he was drunk with alcohol and immediately told his masterpiece proudly.

"You don't know how powerful I am and how many people I have fooled."

"Back then, I tricked the adulterer into borrowing money from the Chi family, and found a fake boss to deceive him. I first gave him hope, and then gave him despair."

"In the end, someone knocked the adulterer to pieces and then put the blame on Chi."

"Tell my son again that his adulterous godfather was crippled by old man Chi, and his mother was also killed by Chi."

"In these years, he has been busy seeking revenge against those fake enemies, and he was tricked by me, hahahaha."

"Idiot! You are just a fucking idiot!"

The old men present here laughed too when they saw him laughing, and they all drank too much.

Even booing.

"You're just bragging. How can you be so good? And you even devise a series of tricks to deceive others."

Tan Dao's face turned red after drinking. Seeing that everyone didn't believe it, he said angrily, "Who said I couldn't design it."

"I was the one who designed the chain plan back then."

"I calculated it accurately. That bitch was already dying. I guessed that the adulterer would definitely borrow money, so he deliberately asked someone to pretend to be the boss of the Chi family and lend us money."

"The adulterer is a fool from the mountains. He doesn't understand all the twists and turns, so he was naturally fooled."

Coupled with the desire to save people, I naturally believed him.

At that time, he spent all his private money to cooperate with the group of major shareholders who hated Chi to achieve a win-win situation.

But I didn't expect that Chi's boss would have nothing wrong with him. He was really rich and lucky.

"But my stupid son doesn't know anything."

"I thought Chi had harmed him and was seeking revenge all over the world, hahaha, you idiot."

As he spoke, he continued to drink a few sips of white wine.

Murong Tan was in the corner, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, thinking that he had heard wrongly.

It wasn't until the voice recorder on his body recorded what Tan Dao had just said that he realized that he had actually been used by his biological father.

In all these years, he has never doubted Tan Dao.

He has always been convinced that Mr. Chi killed his godfather and mother.

He lay dormant for so many years just to avenge his mother and godfather.

Unexpectedly, I would take revenge for a wrong??

All of this is actually my father’s serial plan??

Murong Tan couldn't believe it and didn't believe it either.

He wanted to rush over and ask for clarification.

But at this time Tan Dao kept talking, so he endured and eavesdropped a few more words.

Tan Dao drank a bottle of liquor and continued to brag.

"Don't underestimate me."

"Although I was in prison back then, money can make things work. I stole a lot of money back then and hid it all without touching a single penny, just so that I could clear my way when I was arrested that day."

At that time, the management was not strict, and there was a mixture of people in the prison.

But as long as you have money, you can put it to use.

The other drunkards have listened to him talk about what happened back then for many years and said with disdain.

"Since you have money, why don't you give it to your son?"

Forget it if you don't treat your mother-in-law, why not treat your son?

Tan Dao slapped the table, "Shit, I don't even have enough for myself, so give it to him."

It would be fine without any design.

If it hadn't been for the identification that he was his biological child, he would have wanted to kill him.

But I don’t want to give him any money either.

Even if his mother is sick, it is impossible to give him money.

Other drunkards despised him.

But I continued to drink.

After you drink it, you just lie down on the ground and go to sleep. No one cares about the authenticity.

Tan Dao, on the other hand, was swaying and wanted to go back and lie down on the bed comfortably.

He has always enjoyed himself, even in prison, he has to be comfortable.

Now I was carrying the bottle of liquor and staggering back to the small courtyard.

Murong Tan followed behind with a gloomy face.

It wasn't until he followed Tan Dao into the house that he closed the door with a bang.

Drunk Tan Dao was startled by the sound of the door closing.

"Who? Who's there?"

He was about to lie down to sleep, why did someone come?

"I won't drink it today, but I'll drink it tomorrow."

After that, continue to sleep.

Murong Tan walked to the bedside coldly and stared at him condescendingly.

Tan Dao was startled awake by this vicious stare.

He opened his eyes drowsily.

"Who is it?"

He opened his drooping eyelids and saw clearly who was coming.

"You, you, why are you here?"

Murong Tan sneered, "Why, I can't come?"

Tan Dao was so frightened that he woke up from his drink.

"when did you come?"

I don’t know if this brat heard the conversation just now.

The fists under Murong Tan's shirt clenched loudly.

"You just said that when my mother was sick, you hid a sum of money but deliberately didn't take it out, right?"

Tan Dao was stunned, but he didn't expect that he heard him.

He swallowed, feeling a little guilty.

"No, I drank too much and I was talking nonsense."

"It's not like you didn't know how poor our family was back then. I didn't have any money to hide for myself. I was bragging."

Murong Tan knew that he liked to brag after drinking a few glasses of wine.

But the conversation just now clearly didn't seem like a lie.

It's more like what really happened, otherwise I wouldn't be as sure as he said.

With a sullen face, he grabbed Tan Dao's collar with his big hands.

"Then how did my godfather get hit?"

"Did you send someone to hit him?"

Tan Dao quibbled, "That's not true."

"He was knocked unconscious by Chi's chairman."
To be continued...
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