"I think he was frightened." Another young man next to him said.
These young men were all in their early twenties and looked cynical. Wang Ziyi stood among them, staring hard at Zhuo Bufan:
"Weren't you very embarrassed just now? You just talked back to me in front of so many people, and you even said so brazenly that you didn't take it seriously even if my father came."
Zhuo Bufan looked at them quietly.
These people are all followers of Wang Ziyi, and they also have a little money at home, but compared with Wang Ziyi's family's conditions, they are very different. Naturally, he is the leader. To put it bluntly, they are just his younger brothers.
"You speak so wildly, if you don't let him bleed, I'll be sorry for Mr. Yi's reputation!"
"Yes, even Mr. Yi dares to get involved with the woman he likes. I guess the old man hanged himself because he is tired of living."
Yi Shao was very proud, looking at Zhuo Bufan as if he were looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, "Zhuo Bufan, I heard that you beat the prince flat, but I am different from him. He is a piece of trash like him.
Even senior high school students can't deal with it. If you kneel down and kowtow to me now to apologize, I promise not to maim you."
"Hurry up and kowtow to Master Yi, otherwise you are really dead."
"Why are you pretending? The last time I offended Mr. Yi, the guy's father was the deputy county magistrate and he was beaten half to death by Mr. Yi. Why don't you beg for mercy quickly?"
Several people nearby started shouting.
"I warned you not to provoke me, otherwise no one in heaven or on earth can save you." Zhuo Bufan said calmly, unmoved at all.
"Holy shit, there's something wrong with your mind, right? You're still talking nonsense here, who do you think you are?"
"Master Yi, I don't think this kid can teach him a lesson. I don't know how powerful you are."
Wang Ziyi held the golf club and patted it gently in the palm of his hand. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhuo Bufan and said, "It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, and you won't die until you see the Yellow River."
After that, he suddenly got angry, rushed over, grabbed the golf club in his hand and hit Zhuo Bufan directly on the head.
Zhuo Bufan stretched out his palm lightly, and the bat hit his hand directly with a bang.
Wang Ziyi and several friends around him were stunned at the same time. When the stick came down, even if he could catch it with his hand, his hand would have to be broken, but Zhuo Bufan stood there like a normal person, unmoving.
"Damn, it turns out you know some martial arts, no wonder you are so arrogant." Wang Ziyi was surprised and said through gritted teeth. His father was a big boss in Dongcheng, so he naturally knew something about warriors.
"Don't think that just because you know martial arts, you are great. My dad is the third master of Dongcheng and has hundreds of people under his command. Can you beat hundreds of people? If I kill you and throw you into the river, no one will know."
Wang Ziyi snorted coldly.
Zhuo Bufan shook his head, his eyes like knives: "I said, no one in the world can save you." After saying that, he put force in his hands, and the aluminum alloy bat actually twisted into a right angle in his hands like dough.
Wang Ziyi swallowed in fear, let go of the bat, took a few steps back, looked at Zhuo Bufan in horror and said, "Don't come over here. If you dare to touch me, I guarantee you will die in an ugly way."
"I said, if your father dares to provoke me, he will suffer the same consequences." Zhuo Bufan threw the bent bat in his hand and hit Wang Ziyi directly in the chest.
Wang Ziyi flew backwards like a blade of grass, blood foam came out of his mouth, and his face became as pale as paper.
The other teenagers saw that it was okay for everyone to eat, drink and have fun together. But when they encountered a pervert like Zhuo Bufan, who could bend an aluminum alloy bat with one hand and knock people flying when he threw it, their faces suddenly changed in fright and they dropped their hands.
If something is hit, it will scatter and run away.
Wang Ziyi looked at the guy who was usually his brother, acting like a beast, with an earthy face. At this moment, Zhuo Bufan looked like a god and demon in his eyes.
"My father is Wang Laosan, and the entire Dongcheng belongs to him, covering the sky with one hand!"
"My uncle is one of the top three richest people in Jinling, and his energy is as high as the sky!"
"My second uncle serves as the chief of staff in the military region and holds great power!"
"So what?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head and stepped on Wang Ziyi's thigh. A slight sound of bone breaking was heard, and the whole bone was shattered. Wang Ziyi opened his mouth wide in pain, stretched his neck, and stretched his throat.
Not a single sound came out, and he passed out from the pain.
Zhuo Bufan didn't kill him because he didn't want to start a war with the Wang family directly. After all, he himself has not yet reached the strength of foundation building. If the opponent sends a dozen masters with great internal strength or uses a large number of thermal weapons, he will not be killed.
, but I will definitely be forced to leave Jinling.
However, Wang Ziyi's bones were crushed by him, and he probably won't be able to recover in this life.
After finishing his work, Zhuo Bufan didn't even have the interest to look at him and walked away.
…
In the evening, Jinling Mary International Hospital.
More than a dozen serious-faced bodyguards in black suits stood outside the operating room. Other patients' family members, doctors and nurses in the corridor looked nervous.
Everyone recognizes the middle-aged man sitting on the chair next to him, Wang Wenwu from Dongcheng, the boss of Dongcheng’s underground world. He even has shares in this hospital.
Wang Wenwu's hair is very short, with a pot-lid look in the middle. He is forty-five years old this year. His wife has passed away long ago and he has not remarried. Wang Ziyi is his only son. He is usually arrogant and mischievous and everything goes wrong.
It's settled, I didn't expect to suffer such a big loss this time.
The director of the hospital stood beside him in great panic, bending slightly and sweating like a trickle: "Mr. Wang, after our rescue, Mr. Yi's leg was saved, but I'm afraid that in the future..."
"Say." Wang Wenwu's face was as deep as water, but his aura was so powerful that it made people unable to breathe.
"I'm afraid he will be disabled for life, but we will definitely find a way to treat him." The director of the hospital said with his heart in his throat.
Wang Wenwu, who was used to big storms and had been in the East City for decades, gently squeezed his palms and couldn't help but be moved. Wang Ziyi had caused a lot of disasters, but after all, he was his own son, and he was directly disabled.
, who dares to bear the wrath of a hero.
"Invite the best doctor." Wang Wenwu said calmly.
The dean felt relieved and slowly took a few steps back before turning around and leaving quickly.
A man in black hung up the phone, walked to Wang Wenwu, and bowed: "Master Wu, I asked my friend Yi Shao, and he said it was a man named Zhuo Bufan who injured Yi Shao. That Zhuo Bufan is a senior at Jinling High School.
students.”
"Zhuo Bufan?" Wang Wenwu narrowed his eyes with a cold light, and used the thumb of his right hand to pluck the beads in his hand one by one. "If you dare to hurt my son, you can only atone for your sin by death."
However, Wang Wenwu did not give the order directly. He was able to stand in the East City and become a powerful man not because of the power behind the Wang family. On the contrary, several of the Wang family's children have made their own achievements, but in fact they have formed a state of falling apart. No one wants to be weak. After all,
It is related to the position of the clan leader.
He will never take action easily before finding out the other party's details.
"Third brother." At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a light blue suit walked out of the elevator in the corridor, followed by a female secretary wearing an OL uniform. The man looked somewhat similar to Wang Wenwu, but his temperament was more
Be more refined.
"Fourth brother." Wang Wenwu's eyes fell on him. (To be continued)