When Huang Bingsheng heard this, a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Fortunately, he thought quickly and said hurriedly: "Yes, I asked you to entertain Mr. Zhang well, but I didn't ask you to embarrass Mr. Zhang."
"Ah, this, Boss Huang, I..."
"Okay, you don't need to explain anymore. Send Mr. Zhang over quickly."
Huang Bingsheng interrupted his men and warned, "Remember, you must treat Mr. Zhang well."
"If you dare to be disrespectful to Mr. Zhang again, I will never forgive you."
"Yes, yes, yes, Boss Huang, we will send Mr. Zhang to you right now."
The conversation between Huang Bingsheng and his men reached the ears of Li Chuchen and others word for word.
Zhang Zihan heard Huang Bingsheng's men say that her father's nails had been pulled out by them.
Zhang Zihan's face turned pale instantly.
Pulling out nails, what a cruel thing it is! It must be very painful for Dad.
As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to the heart.
Whenever Zhang Zihan thinks of that scene, she can't help but tremble.
"Zhang Zihan, you don't have to worry too much!"
Li Chuchen walked over and said to Zhang Zihan, "Although Uncle Zhang has suffered some torture, at least Uncle Zhang is safe now."
"Yeah, yeah, I understand!" Zhang Zihan said she understood, but in fact, she was still hurting inside.
After waiting for ten minutes.
A van came to the door of Jiangyang Tea Restaurant.
The car drove quickly and came to a sudden stop in front of Jiangyang Tea Restaurant.
The car door opens.
Several young people jumped down quickly.
They formed two lines, lifted Zhang Donglai down from the wheelchair, and carefully brought Zhang Donglai into the tea restaurant.
"dad……"
As soon as Zhang Zihan saw Zhang Donglai, tears burst out uncontrollably.
Just half a month.
Zhang Donglai looks like he has aged ten years.
His hair was completely white and his face was very haggard. It was obvious that Zhang Donglai must have suffered a lot during this period.
As a result, his spirit was a little abnormal!
Zhang Zihan cried and rushed forward, kneeling in front of the wheelchair, staring at Zhang Donglai's hands.
I saw that the ten fingers on Zhang Donglai's hands were all bloody.
His nails.
All gone!
Zhang Zihan held Zhang Donglai's wrist tremblingly and asked with great distress:
"Dad, they pulled out your nails. Dad, you must be in pain, right?"
"No, it doesn't hurt, Dad doesn't hurt!"
Zhang Donglai's lips were trembling. He lowered his voice as much as possible and said to Zhang Zihan, "Zi, Zihan, let's go. Find a way to leave Jiangyang and never come back."
"Dad, you don't have to worry anymore, we are fine!" Zhang Zihan gestured with his eyes and said, "Dad, who do you think is here?"
"It's Li Chuchen and Sun Xinxin. They are here to help us. Huang Bingsheng, who caused our Zhang family to go bankrupt, will not end well!"
After Zhang Donglai was sent in by Huang Bingsheng's men, his attention was always on Zhang Zihan.
Therefore, he has not seen Li Chuchen and Sun Xinxin yet.
It wasn't until he heard what Zhang Zihan said and looked up that he became excited.
"It's them, it's really them. That's great. With the help of Lord Prison God, our father and daughter can be saved."
Zhang Donglai burst into tears because of his excitement.
He thought his life was over, and he was also worried that his daughter Zhang Zihan would be harmed.
Now that Li Chuchen came to help them, Zhang Donglai felt that they finally had hope.
"Uncle Zhang, let me help you treat your injured hand with acupuncture. This will relieve your pain."
Li Chuchen also took the initiative to come over at this time, took out the needle bag from his body, and took out the silver needle.
With Zhang Donglai's consent, Li Chuchen inserted the silver needle into Zhang Donglai's palm.