These young men were all in their early twenties, and they all looked cynical. Wang Ziyi was standing among them, glaring at Zhuo Bufan.
"Weren't you acting cool just now? You challenged me in front of so many people, and then he suddenly attacked. He grabbed the golf club in his hand and swung it at Zhuo Bufan's head.
Zhuo Bufan reached out his hand lightly, and the golf club hit his hand with a loud bang.
Wang Ziyi and his friends were stunned at the same time. Even if they could catch it with their hands, their hands would be broken. However, Zhuo Bufan stood where he was as if nothing had happened, motionless.
"Damn, so you know some martial arts. No wonder you are so arrogant." Wang Ziyi gritted his teeth and said after the shock. His father was the boss of Dongcheng City, so he naturally knew some things about martial arts.
"Don't think that you are powerful just because you know martial arts. My father is the third master of Dongcheng City, and he has hundreds of men under him. Can you beat hundreds of them? I can kill you and throw you into the river, and no one will know. "Wang Ziyi snorted.
Zhuo Bufan shook his head, and his eyes were as sharp as knives. "I told you, no one can save you from this world." After saying that, he exerted force in his hand, and the aluminum club twisted into a right angle in his hand like dough.
Wang Ziyi was so scared that he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He let go of the bat and took a few steps back. He looked at Zhuo Bufan in horror and said, "Don't come over. If you dare to touch me, I promise that you will die a horrible death."
"I told you, if your father dares to provoke me, he will also end up the same." Zhuo Bufan threw the bent golf club in his hand, and it hit Ziyi's chest directly.
Wang Ziyi was sent flying like a blade of grass. Blood gushed out of his mouth, and his face was as pale as a sheet.
When the other teenagers saw that they usually ate, drank, and had fun together, they were so scared that their faces changed in an instant when they saw Zhuo Bufan, who could bend an aluminum alloy bat with one hand and send people flying with it. They dropped the things in their hands and ran away in all directions.
Wang Ziyi looked at the fellow who had always been his brother scattering like birds and beasts. His face was ashen. At this moment, Zhuo Bufan was like a demon in his eyes.
"My father is Wang Laosan. The entire Dongcheng is his. He can cover the sky with one hand!"
"My uncle is one of the top three richest men in Jinling City.
"My second uncle is the chief of staff in the military region. He holds great power!"
"So what?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head and stepped on Ziyi's thigh. The sound of bones breaking could be heard, and the entire bone was crushed. Wang Ziyi's mouth was wide open in pain. He stretched his neck, but before he could make a sound, he had already fainted from the pain.
Zhuo Bufan did not kill him because he did not want to start a war with the Wang family. After all, he had not reached the Foundation Building stage yet. If the other party sent a dozen advanced inner force users or used a large number of firearms, he would definitely be forced to leave Jinling City even if he would not be killed.
However, Wang Ziyi's bones were crushed by him, so he probably would not have a good life.
After finishing his business, Zhuo Bufan did not even bother to look at him. He turned and left.
…
That night, Jinling City, Marie International Hospital.
A dozen bodyguards in black suits stood outside the operating room with stern faces. The other patients' family members, doctors, and nurses in the corridor all looked nervous.
Everyone recognized the middle-aged man sitting on the chair beside them. He was Wang Wenwu from the Dongcheng City. He was the boss of the Dongcheng City's underground world. He even had shares in this hospital.
Wang Wenwu's hair was very short, leaving a pot lid in the middle. He was 45 years old this year. His wife had passed away a long time ago, and he did not remarry. Wang Ziyi was his only son. He was usually arrogant and mischievous. When something happened, Wang Wenwu would settle it. He did not expect to suffer such a huge loss this time.
The director of the hospital stood by the side with fear. He bent his back slightly and was drenched in cold sweat. "Director Wang, after our rescue, Young Master Yi's leg was saved, but I'm afraid in the future …"
"Speak." Wang Wenwu's face was calm, but his aura was so strong that it was hard to breathe.
"I'm afraid he will be crippled for life. But we will think of a way to save him." The director of the hospital had his heart in his throat.
Wang Wenwu, who was used to seeing big waves and ruling the Dongcheng City for decades, gently clenched his fists. He couldn't help but be moved. Wang Ziyi had caused a lot of trouble, but he was still his son. Now that he was crippled, who would dare to bear the wrath of an ambitious and ruthless person?
"Get the best doctor here." Wang Wenwu said indifferently.
The director felt as though he was relieved of a heavy burden. He slowly took a few steps back before he turned and left.
A man in black hung up the phone and walked to Wang Wenwu's side. He bowed and said, "Wu Ye, I asked Young Master Yi's friend. He said that a person named Zhuo Bufan injured Young Master Yi. That Zhuo Bufan is a Year 3 student of Jinling High School."
"Zhuo Bufan?" Wang Wenwu squinted his eyes and emitted a chilling aura. He used his right thumb to play with the Buddha beads in his hand. "She dares to hurt my son. Only death can atone for her sins."
However, Wang Wenwu didn't give the order directly. He was able to stand tall in the Dongcheng City and become an ambitious and ruthless person. It wasn't because of the Wang Clan's backing. On the contrary, the Wang Clan's descendants had their own achievements. In fact, the Wang Clan was in a state of disintegration. No one was willing to be weaker than anyone else. After all, it was related to the position of the Clan Head.
Before he found out the background of the other party, he would never make a move.
"Third Brother." Right at this moment, a middle-aged man in a light blue suit walked out of the elevator. Behind him was a female secretary in office uniform. The man looked similar to Wang Wenwu, but he had a more refined aura.
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