"Your fighting skills are specifically designed to target me. This is a crooked way!"
Lying on the corridor covered in blood, Wang Haoran refused to admit defeat, but it was difficult for him to carry out effective attacks, and he had already fallen out of the place where they were fighting.
In the fight, he lost.
Even if there is a will, it may lead to the separation of the brothers' families. What's more, if there is no will, a fight between him and Wang Yian is inevitable.
Whoever wins will take the initiative in family distribution.
Right now he is completely defeated.
He boasted that his genetic fighting skills were superior and he went on the field with full confidence, but reality gave him a blow.
In Wang Yian's hands, the Thousand Spider Hand fighting technique has completely changed its appearance, and the opponent has even changed his genetic weapon.
The opponent's strikes were frequent and intensive, and when they fired, they were like locusts passing by. All kinds of blades and flying blades were overwhelming. The intensity of these strikes was not high, and there were extremely obvious flaws.
But it was completely enough for Wang Yi'an to target him in this way.
Wang Haoran had to think that this was a fighting technique specifically used against him, or even against his and Ren Shengsheng's combined group.
"Dear brother, don't you understand yet?"
A lonely voice came from behind the door, and a middle-aged man with a somewhat similar appearance to Wang Haoran also came out.
"The ultimate goal of genetic martial arts is to defeat or even kill the opponent. It's enough if I can beat you!"
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"You should be glad that when we fought against each other, it was not a life-and-death contest. That's why I let you live until now!"
Wang Yian looked at Wang Haoran.
The two brothers had an extremely harmonious childhood, adolescence, and even youth.
But as each other started a family and started a career, and their respective descendants were involved, the relationship between the two brothers continued to change.
From closeness to alienation, from alienation to enmity.
Wang Haoran and Ren Shengsheng got together, and he teamed up with Luo Hui and others, and also practiced fighting skills according to the guidance and suggestions of Luo Hui and others.
A fight brought the feud between the two to an end today.
The current results are already obvious.
"For the sake of our long-term friendship, when we separate, we will be separated from each other. If you nod, the fight will be over. If you don't accept, just get up and continue fighting," Wang Yi'an said.
"If you cut off my hand tendons and hamstrings, I...I lose!"
Seeing the complicated emotions flashing through Wang Yian's eyes, Wang Haoran's heart trembled and he quickly stopped his unwillingness to admit defeat.
He lowered his hands slightly, and the exquisite flying blade that rolled and cut then fell and shrank into a disk.
When Wang Haoran barely grabbed this small genetic weapon with his right hand, his heart dropped to the bottom.
Broken muscles and bones can be medically reconnected, but the reconnected muscles and bones can only be stretched at normal strength. Once the force he uses exceeds the limit, all these muscles and bones will be torn apart.
There was a hint of sadness on Wang Haoran's face.
He really should have listened to his life's advice and been cautious in the fight over family property.
You Rensheng has competed for 40% of Jishi Group's equity, which is already a guarantee. As long as the benefits he normally strives for are not too bad, their group will also take a higher initiative.
With his current fate, he not only lost his family rights and interests, but also put himself in jail. He doesn't know how many years and months it will take to return to normal.
Wang Haoran faced not only the elimination of his family's struggle for power, but also the elimination of the fifth-ranked person.
Perhaps after ten years of treatment, perhaps twenty years, or perhaps even longer, he will be able to return to his previous normal level.
This will be the year when his strength stagnates, this is also the year when he will inevitably fall behind, and it may even last until the day he dies of old age.
After thinking about it sadly, Wang Haoran felt despair for a moment. It was not until his children helped him up that he came back to his senses.
"You don't have to be too anxious. I have chosen a few medical research institutes that are still useful. Maybe I can develop some meridians-related medicines in the future!"
When his turbid eyes swept across many faces, it was Rensheng who finally came out to comfort him.
But Ren Shengsheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Wang Haoran is good at internal medicine, while Wang Yian is good at surgery. As a surgical master, Wang Yian has a very accurate style when integrating his own genetic fighting skills.
If he can cut off one more part, Wang Yian will not cut off one less part.
Ordinary people can recuperate and recover their broken tendons, but Wang Yi'an's removal of Wang Haoran's tendons was not just about cutting and breaking them, but cutting them and then removing them.
As Ren Shengsheng sensed his surroundings, he could also notice that the hooks of some small flying blades had some of Wang Haoran's muscles.
Even if Wang Haoran reconnects the muscles and bones at this time, the opponent's muscles will be missing a length, and it will be extremely difficult to restore the growth of the muscles and bones to their original level.
"We'll talk about the division of the family later. You go and recover first." Ren Shengsheng comforted: "Don't worry, with us here to witness, Wang Yian won't feed you water!"
Ren Shengsheng's words made Wang Haoran nod.
"I regret that I should have listened to you..."
He muttered in despair, then murmured again, and finally lay down in a dazed state.
"Can Taiqing Zhenshu cure the continuation and growth of muscles and bones?"
After Wang Haoran was carried downstairs, Ren Shengsheng turned sideways and asked in a low voice.
"There is no way to treat it to that level of precision!"
Zhang Xuezhou touched the blood stains on his ears, then shook his head in a low voice.
After being severely injured, Fozi fell into a trough of strength. After Zhang Xuezhou's continuous spells and the replenishment of various heavenly materials and earthly treasures, it was still difficult for Fozi to regain his original strength, and it was even difficult for him to walk.
Wang Haoran's symptoms seemed to be milder than those of Fozi, but the details of the injuries involved were no less than those of Fozi.
Zhang Xuezhou feels that this can only rely on modern medical technology.
He responded in a low voice, Ren Shengsheng nodded, and then turned to Wang Yian with a solemn look on his face.
"Brother Xuezhou, I didn't expect you to be here too!"
The entire sixth floor is a conference room, which is divided into Conference Room 1, Conference Room 2, etc. Each conference room has partitions and connecting doors and passages.
After Wang Haoran was eliminated, some onlookers emerged from the wooden door passages of various conference rooms.
As long as you have a little privilege and are familiar with the information, it is not difficult to see this excitement.
The fight between Wang Yi'an and Wang Haoran also requires a sufficient number of people and a sufficient number of people to bear witness.
Wang Li was among them, not to mention that he also had the status of Wang Haoran's grandson.
If he had seen in the past that Wang Haoran's loss of power would be like losing his heir, and after making the decision to be self-reliant, he only felt that his heart was not so heavy, and he even felt that it was very wise for him to take the first step.
However, it was inevitable to get injured while watching the excitement. Wang Li touched his severed scalp, and then emerged from the crowd with a dismayed face and camera.
He greeted him very affectionately, which made Ren Anran, who was also cautiously watching the fight in the conference room, shake his head vigorously.
She felt that the title seemed familiar, but she really couldn't remember the relevant content.
No one helped her tell about that lost memory, not Zuo Teng, not Ren Wuyan, not even that 'Brother Xuezhou'.
Thinking of this, Ren Anran couldn't help but grit his teeth with hatred.