At this time, Tianshui City Marie Hospital, which is one of the best hospitals in the entire Tianshui City, is fully equipped, and the doctors are skilled, but the only problem is that the price is expensive, and the poor dare not come in at all.
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And in a separate ward in the hospital, there was a bang, and there was a sound of a vase being broken, mixed with anger to the extreme, like a wounded beast.
"Xia Ping!"
The person lying on the hospital bed was Zhou Tai 'an. His face was distorted, his fists were clenched, and he was obviously angry to the extreme.
With the brilliant treatment equipment here in Marie Hospital, it cost millions of federal coins. The injury that would have taken a month to heal is now almost healed in a week.
But just when he was in a good mood, he saw the news of Xia Ping on the Internet, and he was so angry that he could no longer suppress the anger that he had accumulated for a week.
"This week, I can only lie in the hospital bed, receiving treatment like a mummy, and you Xia Ping have a very comfortable life, and even can be said to be thriving."
Zhou Tai 'an's face was gloomy: "Challenging the martial arts hall, promoted to the seventh heaven of martial arts, and even the school flower of 88 Middle School, the famous beauty anchor on the Internet."
"If this goes on, won't that bastard be able to ride on my head and shit and pee? Can I, Zhou Tai 'an, still take revenge?!"
He was extremely unwilling and very jealous. He didn't know how much effort and resources he had consumed in order to be promoted to the sixth heaven of martial arts.
But this kid, it seems that there is no bottleneck in his cultivation. He has broken through again and again, and now he has been promoted to the seventh heaven of martial arts. Not only his combat power, but even his cultivation base is above him.
How can this make him convinced!
"Son!"
With a snap, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a black suit came in from the outside. He exuded the aura of a hero, and behind him were four or five black-clothed bodyguards.
He is Zhou Tai 'an's father, Zhou Ding, the owner of the Zhou Restaurant. He is worth hundreds of millions and has thousands of subordinates. It is said that he has a deep relationship with the underworld forces.
Even his cultivation base is very strong, reaching the realm of the ninth heaven of martial arts.
Seeing the vase fragments on the ground, Zhou Ding frowned and stared at his son: "Did you lose your temper just now? Didn't the doctor tell you not to get angry easily, or it will affect the recovery of your injuries? "
"Yes, Dad, I lost my temper, but I can't accept it."
Zhou Tai 'an gritted his teeth: "What is Xia Ping? His family background is mediocre. He is just a poor ghost. Before, he was just a waste of the third heaven of martial arts. No one looked up to him."
"As for me, I, Zhou Tai 'an, train hard every day. I train in the winter and in the summer. I never slack off. I even have a lot of resources to help me. Why can't I compare to him?"
"But I lost."
"In the arena, I was beaten like a dead dog by him and became the laughingstock of the academy. How can I accept this?"
He clenched his fists, his whole body trembling.
Zhou Ding looked at his son and couldn't help but sigh. He knew that his son's life had been smooth sailing since he was a child. He was high and mighty with a strong sense of self-esteem. He had never suffered any setbacks.
It was normal for him to be unable to accept such a huge setback all of a sudden.
"Shut up!"
Zhou Ding roared, "You are my son. Who are you trying to show this cowardly look to?! It's just the son of an urban management officer. If you don't want to see him, I'll make him disappear. "
His tone was incomparably majestic.
"Dad!"
Zhou Tai 'an was stunned and looked at his father.
"Today I want to tell you one thing. Martial arts cultivation is not everything. Power is everything."
Zhou Ding stood with his hands behind his back: "So what if Xia Ping is a genius? I spend some money and find someone to break his legs and abolish his cultivation base. Can he still fly?"
"A genius who hasn't grown up is not even a fart."
"Once he loses his cultivation base, Xia Ping is just an ant. He will be ridden by you for the rest of his life. What will he use to compare with you?"
His tone was extremely fierce.
Zhou Tai 'an knew that his father was not joking. He had such power. Although their family was just a restaurant, they also secretly did some smuggling activities that could not be seen and were involved with the underworld forces.
Once he used the power in his father's hands, it would be easy to crush a person in the seventh heaven of martial arts.
"I, Zhou Ding, am not someone who can be hurt by anyone."
Zhou Ding sneered and said: "To be able to teach a bastard like Xia Ping who doesn't know the difference between superiors and inferiors, his parents can't forgive him. This is a felony and must be punished severely."
"I will also send someone to break the legs of the two of them. They can only kneel on the ground and beg for the rest of their lives."
His tone was very indifferent as if he was talking about a simple thing. As if he was not dealing with people, but two ants on the ground.
"But now medical technology is advanced. Even if their legs are broken, as long as there is money, they can recover." Zhou Tai 'an's eyes also showed a trace of cruelty. He wanted to drive Xia Ping's family to hell.
Zhou Ding waved his hand: "I have investigated them. They are just middle-class people. The house they live in is worth at most one million federal coins, and it was bought with a 30-year loan. The bank deposit is less than 100,000."
"The legs of a family of three are all broken. The treatment costs at least 1.5 million."
"In other words, if they want to restore their original state, they must sell the house, borrow from East and West, and go bankrupt."
"But so what? When they recover from their treatment, I will send someone over to break their legs."
"At that time, let's see if they can still take out the money."
"If they can't take out the money, they can only kneel for the rest of their lives."
Even Zhou Tai 'an couldn't help but feel a chill when he heard this. According to his father's methods, Xia Ping's family would definitely fall into eternal damnation. The so-called destruction of the family was nothing more than this.
Even if Xia Ping was a genius, without his legs, he was just a piece of trash. At that time, how could he compare to him?
Thinking of this, Zhou Tai 'an couldn't help but reveal a trace of carefree emotion in his heart. Who asked you to be so smug in the arena and humiliate me like this. This time, I will definitely kill you.
Even your family will not be able to escape this fate.
"Chen Dong."
Zhou Ding looked at a black-clothed strong man behind him and ordered: "I will leave this matter to you. Remember to do it well and don't reveal any flaws, understand?"
"Yes, boss, we are familiar with this kind of thing."
The black-clothed strong man revealed a mouthful of white teeth. He was extremely ferocious, like a shark. For underworld figures like them, doing this kind of thing was simply common.
"Yes."
Zhou Ding nodded. For a superior, it was enough to give an order to a small figure.
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