Chapter 1099: Puppet corpse
"Your son, Zhou Minghui." Li Yun said slowly, staring at him: "When is his birthday?"
Zhou Youde's pupils suddenly shrank, and he opened his mouth to speak. Li Yun asked again, "In addition, when you celebrated your 40th birthday--or your 50th birthday, when did you hold it?"
As time passed, the surrounding atmosphere became weird.
The first question can be answered for a qualified father, and the second question is even simpler. Anyone, unless they are orphans like Li Yun and Li Feng, can't not know their birthday!
"Humph!"
Zhou Youde snorted and opened his mouth again to want to speak, but Li Yun still took the lead and smiled: "Zhou Youde, do you want to say that these questions have nothing to do with me, and you don't want to answer me?"
Suddenly, Zhou Youde's face turned darker, and this kid guessed everything he wanted to say!
"You can't answer these two questions, then prove—"
Li Yun's eyes became sharp. The next moment, he suddenly shot, his figure flashed past, and he rushed to Zhou Youde, punching out his right fist, like a hot little sun, and the hot breath instantly enveloped this weird Zhou Youde. !
"Boy, dare you!"