Chapter 80: Wang Ziyi's revenge

Chapter 80 Wang Ziyi's Revenge

"I think he was scared and stupid." Another young man next to him said.

These young people were all in their early twenties, with a cynical look. Wang Ziyi stood there, staring fiercely at Zhuo Bufan:

"Aren't you very hungry just now? You just talked back to me in front of so many people, and said without shame that you wouldn't pay attention to my dad when he came."

Zhuo Bufan looked at them quietly.

These people are Wang Ziyi's followers, and the family also has a few small money, but compared with the conditions in Wang Ziyi's family, it is ten blocks away. Naturally, he is the head, and it is just his little brother.

"The tone is so mad, don't let him shed any blood, sorry for the reputation of Yi Shao!"

"Yeah, even the women that Yi Shao likes dare to get involved. I guess the old birthday star hangs himself and is tired of living."

Yi Shao was triumphant, looking at Zhuo Bufan as if looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, "Zhuo Bufan, I heard that you beat the prince, but I am different from him. He has one kind of trash. High school seniors can’t clean up. If you kneel down and kowtow to me now, I promise you won’t hurt you.”

"Quickly kowtow to Yi Shao, otherwise you are really dead."

"What pretend to be, the guy who offended Yi Shao's father was beaten to death by Yi Shao last time, so please hurry up and beg for mercy."

Several people nearby followed up and clamored.

"I warned you not to provoke me, otherwise no one in the sky or the earth can save you anymore." Zhuo Bufan said indifferently, unmoved.

"Fuck, is there something wrong with your brain? You're still talking big words here, who do you think you are?"

"Yi Shao, I don't think this kid will teach him a lesson, I don't know how good you are."

Wang Ziyi held the golf club, tapped it lightly in the palm of his hand, squinted at Zhuo Bufan and said, "It seems that you can't see the coffin without crying, and you won't die until the Yellow River."

Having said that, he suddenly got into trouble and rushed over, grabbing the golf club in his hand and hitting Zhuo Bufan's head directly.

Zhuo Bufan stretched out his palm lightly, the club slammed into his palm, and Bang made a muffled sound.

Wang Ziyi and a few friends around him were stunned at the same time. When the stick went down, even if they caught it with their hands, they would have to interrupt their hands, but Zhuo Bufan stood still on the spot just like an okay person.

"Damn, it turns out to be a little bit of martial arts, no wonder it's so arrogant." Wang Ziyi gritted his teeth and said after being surprised. His father is the boss of Dongcheng, so he naturally knows something about martial artists.

"Don't think you are good at martial arts." Wang Ziyi snorted coldly.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, his eyes were like a knife: "Idiot"

Finished.

With force in his hand, the aluminum alloy club was twisted into a right angle in his hand like a dough.

Wang Ziyi swallowed in fright, let go of his club, and stepped back a few steps, looking at Zhuo Bufan in horror: "Don't come over, if you dare to move me, I promise you will die ugly."

"I've said that your dad came to provoke me is also an end." Zhuo Bufan threw the curved stick in his hand and directly hit Wang Ziyi's chest.

Wang Ziyi's whole body flew out like a blade of grass, blood foamed out of his mouth, and his face became pale as paper.

The other teenagers saw that everyone was okay to eat, drink, and have fun together. When they encountered Zhuo Bufan's abnormal state of twisting and bending the aluminum alloy club with one hand, it could be thrown into the air by throwing it out. His expression changed in an instant, and he dropped his hand. Things in the middle, ran away.

Wang Ziyi looked at the guy who usually called himself a brother and sister, his face was as earthy, Zhuo Bufan at this moment was like a **** and demon in his eyes.

"I'm from the Wang family, you can't beat me."

"So what?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head and stepped on Wang Ziyi's thigh. There was a slight bone breaking sound, and the whole bone was broken directly. Wang Ziyi opened his mouth in pain, his neck stretched out and his throat was long. There was no sound, and he passed out in pain.

Zhuo Bufan didn't kill him, because he didn't want to fight directly with the Wang family. After all, he himself hasn't reached the strength to build a foundation. If the opponent sends more than a dozen masters of internal strength, he will not be killed, but he will definitely be forced. Leave Golden State.

However, Wang Ziyi's bones were crushed by him, and he probably won't get better in this life.

After finishing the business, Zhuo Bufan didn't even have any interest in looking at him, and walked away.

...

In the evening, Jinzhou Mary International Hospital.

More than a dozen bodyguards dressed in black suits and serious faces stood outside the operating room, and the families of other patients and doctors and nurses in the corridor showed nervousness.

No one does not recognize the middle-aged man sitting in the chair nearby, Wang Wenwu.

Wang Wenwu's hair is short, with a pot lid in the middle. He is forty-five years old this year. His wife has passed away and he has not renewed his strings. Wang Ziyi is his only son. He is usually arrogant and stubborn. It was settled, but I didn't expect to suffer such a big loss this time.

The head of the hospital stood beside him in panic, bending slightly, sweating like cold sweat: "President Wang, after our rescue, Yi Shao's leg was saved, but I am afraid that in the future..."

"Say." Wang Wenwu's face was sinking, but a few powerful and depressed people couldn't breathe.

"I'm afraid it will be disabled for life, but we will definitely find a way to treat it." The director of the hospital mentioned it in his throat.

Seeing the big storms, Wang Wenwu, who has been in the East for decades, gently squeezed his palm, and couldn't help but moved. Wang Ziyi had caused a lot of disasters, but after all, he was his own son, who was directly disabled by others. , Who would dare to bear the anger of a side man.

"Please come with the best doctor." Wang Wenwu said lightly.

The dean was relieved with a heavy load, and then slowly stepped back a few steps before turning around and walking away quickly.

A black-clothed man hung up the phone, walked to Wang Wenwu's side, bowed his waist: "Master Wu, I asked my friend of Yi Shao and said that it was Zhuo Bufan who injured Yi Shao. That kid made such a heavy move. Some are hard to eat, unlike ordinary people."

"Zhuo Bufan?" Wang Wenwu squinted his eyes and shot coldly. The thumb of his right hand moved the beads in his hand one by one, "Dare to hurt my son. Only death can atone."

However, Wang Wenwu did not directly order that he can stand tall in the East City and become a side hero not on the strength behind the Wang family. On the contrary, the several children of the Wang family have made achievements, but in fact they have formed a state of disintegration. No one wants to weaken others. After all, It is related to the position of the patriarch.

He will never do it easily before he knows the details of the other party.

"Three brothers." At this moment, a middle-aged man in a light blue suit walked out of the elevator in the corridor. Behind him was a female secretary in an OL uniform. The man looked a bit similar to Wang Wenwu, but had a better temperament. Be more refined.

"Four brother." Wang Wenwu's eyes fell on him.