Song Zhifeng sat on the ground and stared at Zhao Dong with a sinister expression.
The leg bones were broken on the spot, the pain was self-evident, and cold sweat almost wet his entire back!
Zhao Dong stared at him and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Song Zhifeng endured the pain, took a deep breath and sneered, "Grandson, don't be crazy, the police will be here soon. If you can, don't fucking run away!"
Zhao Dong squatted on the ground, lit a cigarette again, and said with a relaxed expression: "Don't look at me like that, and don't use words to provoke me. I, Zhao Dong, do things and take responsibility for myself, and I won't leave."
"You know why I came to see you today."
"I have no obligation to educate your son, but you are his father, and I think it is only right that the son repays his debts to his father!"
As he spoke, the police arrived soon.
Zhao Dong did not resist at all and was led into the police car obediently.
The process was a bit strange, there were no handcuffs or detention, it was unimaginably smooth.
Song Zhifeng also saw some clues and made several calls in succession on the way to the hospital.
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The next day.
When Song Zhifeng woke up, it was already the next day.
There was a cast on his leg, and he was fixed on the hospital bed like a mummy.
He was in a bad mood, and even the nurse who was doing the infusion was scolded by him.
I made several phone calls last night, and all I asked was that the perpetrator of the beating should be punished, and they would not accept mediation!
But a whole night passed, and yesterday's phone calls seemed like nothing.
He had been awake for two hours, not to mention no one came to assess the injury, let alone ask what happened yesterday.
If it weren't for the dull pain in the broken bone in his leg, he almost doubted whether he was dreaming.
Reluctantly, I made a few more calls.
Most of them are not answered, and even if a few are connected, they quickly find various reasons to hang up!
A strange situation that I have never encountered before!
He owns several restaurants in Jiangbei District, and his business is quite large. People from all walks of life in Jiangbei District will give him some face as long as they say hello.
As a result, this time, he was unusually panicked, and even had a vague premonition!
Just as I was thinking about it, an unknown number dialed.
Song Zhifeng heard the sound and asked hurriedly, "Old Zhao, what's going on?"
Old Zhao lowered his voice and said: "Old Song, please stop talking and listen to me."
"The person who hit you has a good background, you can't afford to offend him!"
Song Zhifeng's expression turned ugly, "Can't you offend me? What the hell can't you offend me? Is there no king's law?"
Old Zhao asked back, "Old Song, don't choke me with your words. You should know better than me what happened, why they came to the door, and why they broke your legs!"
"Yes, Xiaohang is not old enough, and there is nothing they can do against him, but you, Song Zhifeng, can't escape, right? You will still have to do business on our land in Jiangbei in the future, right?"
"If you ask me, if it's tit for tat, let's just treat it as a tie and keep our heads down."
"Don't feel wronged. This child was taken to the hospital by Xiaohang and more than ten bastards. Not only was his leg broken, I heard that his eyes were even injured."
"The senior high school entrance examination will be held in a while, and the child will still be a sports student. Wouldn't this ruin the child's future?"
"I don't blame you for trying so hard. I would rather go into the water to help you!"
"If you ask me, you've been doting on Xiaohang too much in the past few years. You might as well let him learn a lesson!"
Song Zhifeng took a deep breath. Although he had a premonition that he would be confirmed, he still felt unhappy.
The car was smashed and his legs were broken. He had never suffered such a loss!