Chapter 63

At this time, Mary Hospital in Tianshui City, which is one of the best hospitals in Tianshui City, is well-equipped and the doctors are highly skilled, but the only problem is that it is expensive, and the poor dare not come in. ??

And in a separate ward in the hospital, there was a bang, and there was a sound of a vase being smashed to pieces, which was mixed with extreme anger, 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, obviously extremely angry.

Relying on the sophisticated treatment equipment here at Mary Hospital, which cost millions of federal dollars, the injury that originally took a month to heal, now he heals seventy-eight eighty-eighth in a week.

But just when he was in a good mood, he saw Xia Ping's news on the Internet, and he was so angry that he was half dead. The anger that had accumulated for a week could no longer be suppressed.

"This week, I can only lie on the hospital bed and receive treatment like a mummy, but you, Xia Ping, have a very comfortable life, and you can even say that you are flourishing."

Zhou Tai'an's face was gloomy: "Challenge the martial arts gym, be promoted to the seventh heaven of martial arts, and even get the school belle of No. 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 I, Zhou Tai'an, can take revenge?!"

He was extremely unwilling and jealous, thinking how much effort and resources he had spent in order to be promoted to the sixth heaven of warriors.

But this kid, it seems that there is no bottleneck in his cultivation, he breaks through again and again, and now he has been promoted to the realm of the seventh heaven of martial arts, not only in combat power, but also in cultivation.

How does this convince him!

"son!"

With a bang, the door of the ward was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a black suit walked in from the outside. He exuded a heroic demeanor, followed by four or five bodyguards in black.

He is Zhou Tai'an's father, Zhou Ding, the owner of Zhou's 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 Wutu Nine Heavens.

Seeing the fragments of the vase 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, otherwise it will affect the recovery of your injuries."

"Yes, Dad, I've lost my temper, but I'm not convinced."

Zhou Tai'an gritted his teeth: "What is Xia Ping? He has a mediocre family background, but he is just a poor ghost. Before that, he was just a waste of the third level of martial arts. No one looked down on him."

"And I, Zhou Tai'an, practice hard every day. I practice three times in winter and three days in summer. I never slack off at all. I even have a lot of resources to assist me. Why can't I compare to him?"

"But I lost."

"In the ring, I was beaten like a dead dog by him, and became the laughing stock of the school. How can you convince me!"

He clenched his fists, trembling all over.

Zhou Ding looked at his son and couldn't help sighing. He also knew that his son had been smooth and successful since he was a child.

All of a sudden, it's normal to be unable to accept such a big setback and a setback in self-esteem.

"Shut up!"

Zhou Ding yelled angrily: "You are my Zhou Ding's son. Who do you want to show this useless look?! It's just the son of an urban management officer. If you don't want to see him, I'll just make him disappear."

His tone contained incomparable majesty.

"dad!"

Zhou Taian froze for a moment, looking at his father.

"Today I want to tell you something, 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? If I spend some money, I can find someone to break his legs and abolish his cultivation. Can he still fly?"

"A genius who hasn't grown up isn't even a fart."

"Once he loses his cultivation, Xia Ping is nothing more than an ant. You will have to ride on his head for the rest of his life. Then what will he compare with you?"

His tone was extremely harsh.

Zhou Tai'an knew that his father was not joking. He had such energy. Although his family was only a restaurant owner, they also secretly engaged in some shady smuggling activities and were involved with underworld forces.

Once he used his father's power, it would be a breeze to crush a person who was a seventh-level warrior.

"My Zhou Ding's son can't be hurt by anyone."

Zhou Ding sneered and said, "If you can teach a bastard like Xia Ping who doesn't know respect and inferiority, his parents will not forgive him. This is a serious crime and must be severely punished."

"I will also send someone to break the legs of the two of them. In this life, they can only kneel on the ground and beg."

His tone was very indifferent, as if he was talking about something that couldn't be simpler, as if what he was dealing with was not a person, but two ants on the ground.

"But now that medical technology is advanced, even if their legs are broken, as long as they have money, they can be restored." Zhou Taian also showed a hint of ferocity in his eyes. He wanted to drive Xia Ping's family into hell.

Zhou Ding waved his hand: "I have investigated them, but they are only middle class. The house they live in is worth at most one million federal dollars, and it was bought with a 30-year loan, and the bank deposit is only 100,000."

"The legs of a family of three are all broken, and the treatment costs at least 1.5 million."

"That is to say, if they want to restore their original status, they have to sell the house, borrow money from east to west, and go bankrupt."

"But so what. After they recover from treatment, I will send someone over to break their legs."

"We'll see when the time comes to see if they can still come up with the money."

"If you can't pay, you can only kneel for the rest of your life."

Even Zhou Tai'an couldn't help feeling chills when he heard this. According to his father's method, Xia Ping's family would definitely fall into a land of eternal doom, and the so-called destruction of the family was nothing more than that.

Even if Xia Ping is a genius, without his legs, he is just a waste. How can he compare to himself by then.

Thinking of this, Zhou Taian couldn't help revealing a trace of joy in his heart, for making you so frightened in the ring and humiliating me so much, this time I must kill you.

Even your family members are doomed.

"Chen Dong."

Zhou Ding looked at a strong man in black behind him, and ordered: "I leave this matter to you, remember to handle it well, don't show any flaws, you know?"

"Yes, boss, we are familiar with this kind of thing."

The burly man in black showed a mouthful of white teeth, looking extremely ferocious, like a shark. For gangsters like them, doing such things is simply commonplace.

"Um."

Zhou Ding nodded, for a superior person, for a small person, just one order is enough.

Do it yourself?

Too bad!