After Song Feng heard Ye Zihao's domineering words, he was so angry that he was speechless.
"Hmph! I just crippled your martial arts today! If you still dare to make trouble for me, be careful and I will send you to see King Yama!"
Ye Zihao warned seriously with a cold expression.
"Damn it!"
Song Feng knew that he was no match for Ye Zihao, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and suppress his anger.
"Huh! I've already said what needs to be said! Just take care of yourself!"
After saying that, Ye Zihao turned around and seemed to want to leave.
However, the bodyguards on the scene deliberately blocked his way, but they looked at each other with confused expressions. How could they dare to step forward easily? Even the president was not Ye Zihao's opponent. If he went up, he would only be killed instantly.
"What's wrong? You don't want me to leave! Come on! Who can challenge me to a duel!"
Ye Zihao scolded him with a serious look on his face.
But after he said what he said, no one dared to come forward easily, for fear of being injured by Ye Zihao.
"Since you don't dare to come up!! Then... get out of here!"
Ye Zihao scolded him angrily.
As a result, those bodyguards who still wanted to stop Ye Zihao opened a passage one after another. Who dared to stop Ye Zihao?
Just like that, Ye Zihao left in a swaggering manner amidst the panicked looks of the bodyguards. No one dared to step forward to stop him.
After a while!
Ye Zihao left the scene.
At this time, the bodyguards at the scene dared to step forward to care about Song Feng's injury.
"President!"
"Are you...are you okay? President?"
Someone was very concerned about it.
"Hurry...send...send me to the hospital!! Hurry!"
Song Feng had been in excruciating pain for a long time, but just now Ye Hao was at the scene, and because of his face, he forced himself to show off.
Now that Ye Zihao is gone, how can he continue to hold on?
Immediately afterwards, the bodyguards at the scene rushed the injured Song Feng and others to the hospital.
…
3 hours later!
Song Feng came out of the operating room, but the doctor told him that his hands were considered useless and he would be unable to continue practicing martial arts in the future.
After hearing the news, Song Feng was greatly shocked, as if he had suddenly aged dozens of years, and his eyes had lost their former luster.
At this time, a bodyguard saw that he was so desperate and didn't know how to explain it. However, at this moment, Song Feng's phone rang. The caller turned out to be someone from the South China martial arts family.
"President!!"
"Yes...it's a call from the martial arts family!"
The bodyguard said something.
"Hurry...answer the phone!"
When Song Feng heard the call from the martial arts family, his whole person seemed to have regained his luster, because he knew that the only people in the world who could avenge him were the members of the South China martial arts family.
"OK!"
Soon, the bodyguard helped answer the phone and put it on speakerphone.
At this time, a serious voice came from the other end of the phone, "Song Feng! I heard that you were injured? Is there such a thing?"
"Master Luo! I...I was beaten to a disability! The doctor told me that I...I can no longer practice martial arts."
Song Feng said in a very frustrated tone.
"What? You were beaten into a disability?"
Suddenly, the person on the other end of the phone was shocked. Apparently, he did not expect that Song Feng's injury was so serious.
In fact, half an hour later, he received news that Song Feng had been injured and was admitted to the hospital.
You know, Song Feng is from a South China martial arts family. Now that he is being beaten, what is the difference between this and a slap in the face of a South China martial arts family?
Therefore, Luo Hai called immediately to inquire about the detailed situation.
"Yes! Ye Zihao destroyed both my hands!"
Song Feng said something quite painful.
"Song Feng! When you were beaten, didn't you tell him that you were from a martial arts family in South China?"
Luo Hai asked very puzzledly.
"It's better if you don't tell me!"
"Why?"
"I told you, that bastard was even more ruthless! He also said that our South China martial arts family is rubbish!!"
Song Feng became more jealous and put all the blame on Ye Zihao.
"hateful!"
"How dare he say that our South China martial arts family is rubbish? Song Feng! Send someone to inform him and ask him to come and participate in the quadrennial martial arts competition! I want him to see that the members of our South China martial arts family are not wasteful.
In vain!"
Luo Hai said very seriously.
"I...I understand! Mr. Luo!"
Song Feng nodded quickly. He knew that if Luo Hai took action, Ye Zihao would definitely die this time.
snort!
Ye Zihao! You have some ability, but compared with the South China martial arts family, you are nothing!
Song Feng cursed in his heart.
…
The next day!
A new day has begun again.
Originally, Ye Zihao was sleeping at home, but at this time, his cell phone suddenly rang.
The caller at this time turned out to be Wang Tao.
"Boss!"
"I'm disturbing your sleep!"
Wang Tao apologized and said.
"Wang Tao!"
"It's early in the morning. Is there anything urgent?"
Ye Zihao frowned and asked curiously.
"Boss!"
"Our company has just received an invitation from the South China Martial Arts Competition. The competition asked our company to be a guest and send people to participate in the event!"
Wang Tao explained and said.
"Oh? South China Martial Arts Competition?"
Ye Zihao was a little surprised, because he had beaten Song Feng to a disability yesterday. Song Feng had said at that time that he was from a martial arts family in South China, and now someone was about to invite the "Pretty Bodyguard Company" to participate in the event.
It seems that this is the weasel paying New Year greetings to the rooster, and he has bad intentions!
Ye Zihao thought so in his heart.
At this time, Wang Tao curiously asked for instructions: "Boss, shall we go over and participate?"
"Of course we will go! If we don't go, they will think we are easy to bully!" Ye Zihao expressed his stance on the spot and said.
"Oh? Boss! Are you going there in person, or what?" Wang Tao asked for instructions.
"I'll go there in person! I want to see what kind of organization that martial arts family is from!"
Ye Zihao nodded and expressed his stance.
"Okay! I'll reply to the other party!"
Wang Tao nodded and hung up the phone.
At this time, Yang Ruobing walked out of the bathroom. She had just changed her clothes.
"Yi Zihao!"
"Who were you talking to on the phone just now?"
Yang Ruobing asked in surprise.
"It's Wang Tao!! He told me that the provincial capital invited the 'Pretty Bodyguard Company' to participate in the so-called 'Martial Arts Competition'! I agreed to go."
Ye Zihao said simply.
"Oh? When will you set off?" Yang Ruobing asked in surprise.
"Wife!"
"What do you mean? Listen to your tone! Are you going to the provincial capital too?"