In the hospital, Tiger Liang, who had been injured by the Fireball Spell, was wailing bitterly. It was hard to believe that a ten-year-old child would actually be bullied by two four-year-old kids …
"It's him! And her! The two of them teamed up to bully me. It was supposed to be a one-on-one duel, but in the end, this Chen guy didn't play by the rules and attacked in the middle of the duel. I was hit by the Fireball Spell! "
"Father, you have to believe me, it's not my fault! It's all their fault! The world's fault! "
His lackeys nodded repeatedly and echoed him on the side.
"Right, right, right, it's just like Brother Tiger said, they're bullying people! They're shameless! "
…
Super Chen didn't defend himself from beginning to end. He knew that the surveillance footage around the park was damaged, so it would be useless no matter what he said.
Tiger Liang could twist the truth and say anything.
Wang Xiaoling was mute and couldn't speak; she didn't even know a few words. Tiger Liang was the one who complained first, and Wang Xiaoling shook her head repeatedly, unable to argue back.
Wang Ling, who was in the girl's body, could very clearly feel her helplessness.
"Don't be afraid."
Super Chen shielded Wang Xiaoling behind him, as if she wasn't an outsider but his own little sister.
Father Chen had taught him that people who cultivated body techniques had to know how to persevere! Just like that old locust tree in front of the dojo whose bark had already been peeled off; even without its skin, it would naturally still stand firm, and would never fall no matter what the seasons changed.
Tiger Liang's father had already arrived. Seeing his son's pained expression, his gaze on Super Chen gradually turned cold, and he snorted coldly. "You uncultured little bastard, if your father doesn't teach you, I'll teach you in his place …"
He punched at Super Chen. Tiger Liang's father, Liang Heng, was at the Foundation Establishment stage.
This punch was so fast that Super Chen could only catch the shadow of it.
He wasn't a cultivator who focused on body techniques, so his fist moved a little slower. Super Chen felt that he really couldn't compare to his father.
Super Chen felt that he could completely dodge this punch by predicting where the shadow fist would attack.
He gritted his teeth and revealed an unyielding gaze that was unique to him. The resoluteness in his gaze seemed to touch a chord in Liang Heng's heart.
This was the expression of a man. This was the fearless backbone of a child who had practiced physical arts for a year.
To tell the truth, Liang Heng was a little envious. He knew that his Tiger Liang was already a far cry from Super Chen's mental state.
In that instant, Liang Heng felt angry in his heart. Facing Super Chen's gaze, he found that for a moment, he couldn't bring himself to make a move.
Thus, he swung his fist at Wang Ling on the side …
Super Chen wasn't afraid of him, since he would get into trouble if he hit him, but this little girl was different. Her mother was just a garbage collector, and this girl was mute. Even if he bullied her, what could he do?
Liang Heng was emboldened. He instantly changed his target and attacked Wang Xiaoling.
"You!" Super Chen wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.
"Bang."
Instead of hitting Wang Ling, the punch hit a figure that had quickly appeared. It was a stalwart man with a broad back.
"Father."
Super Chen was on the verge of tears. His eyes were full of grievance, but they never fell.
"Son, straighten your back, don't be afraid! You want to ask why? Because I'm here! "
Super Chen: "…"
Wang Ling: "…"
Father Chen gripped Liang Heng's fist firmly. "Old Liang, isn't hitting a little girl a little too petty?"
Seeing that his punch had failed, Liang Heng shrugged. "The wicked will be punished by the wicked. You bullied my son, but don't think this matter will be forgotten!"
"Actually, you know the truth very well. Children are young, and quarrels are inevitable. If you indulge them, you'll only harm your Little Tiger. "
Father Chen laughed. "That's all I have to say! I've already paid the medical fees! Old Liang, I hope you'll follow the rules and stop making trouble for my son and this poor little girl for the sake of the fact that we're from the same school at university. "
Father Chen sighed in his heart. Be that as it may, the enmity between their martial arts dojo and the Liang family's magic dojo had been thoroughly established.
Father Chen couldn't be any clearer about Liang Heng; he had been competitive ever since he was in university.
Now that his ten-year-old son Tiger Liang had been beaten up and injured by four-year-old Super Chen, it was the same as smashing the reputation of his family's magic dojo in his own hands.
"Son, let's go." Father Chen shielded Super Chen and Wang Xiaoling and prepared to leave.
In the hospital bed, Tiger Liang suddenly yelled, "Father! You can't let them go!! "
"Shut up!" Liang Heng glared at Tiger Liang, and Tiger Liang was so frightened that he instantly stopped talking. He knew that what he had done was indeed too humiliating.
"Father, it's two against one!"
"Shut up!" Liang Heng was so angry that he didn't know what to do.
What f * * king two against one?!
You, a ten-year-old, can't handle two four-year-old children? How embarrassing is that?
The most embarrassing thing was that a lot of people in the hospital who had nothing to do with Tiger Liang's yelling made fun of him. Liang Heng could be considered a celebrity in this area, and a celebrity's joke was always funnier …
But Tiger Liang didn't realize this at all. He felt especially aggrieved; he had been spoiled since he was young, when had he ever suffered like this?
It was all that damn garbage collector's fault!
"I'll remember this! Just you wait! "Tiger Liang shouted at the backs of the Chen father and son as well as Wang Xiaoling.
At that moment, Father Chen stopped and turned his head to size up Tiger Liang, who was wrapped around his legs like a dumpling.
"You … what are you looking at?!" Tiger Liang was a little scared.
Father Chen laughed. "It's nothing, Uncle Chen suddenly thought I should show some concern for you."
Tiger Liang: "Concern for me? Then have Super Chen bow and apologize to me! No! He's the younger brother, he has to kowtow and apologize! "
"You misunderstand."
Father Chen shook his head. "Uncle Chen wants to ask you if you've finished your winter holiday homework."
Tiger Liang: "…"
Father Chen: "How many marks did you get for the final exam?"
Tiger Liang: "…"
Father Chen: "What's your ranking in class? What's your ranking in the grade? Did I ask you, how many witch friends does Sun Wukong have? "
Tiger Liang: "…"
Father Chen: "You're in Grade Three, and you'll be in Grade One in two years. How's your cultivation progress? What level are you at now? Is there any hope for you to reach the Qi Refinement stage in Grade Six? "
Tiger Liang: "…"
Father Chen's questions seemed simple, but each one hit the nail on the head, and Tiger Liang, who was lying in bed, was instantly rendered speechless.
Like an idiot, Tiger Liang opened his mouth and couldn't say a word for a long time …
Fine!
Pack up! Home!
Father Chen was in a great mood, and he left with Super Chen and Wang Xiaoling.
The two four-year-old children were utterly shaken by Father Chen's operation.
And it was also on that day that the four-year-old Super Chen suddenly understood something.
It turned out that sometimes you didn't even need to use your hands to hurt someone deeply … the seed of verbal cannon started to sprout in Super Chen's young heart.
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