Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

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

These youths were all in their early twenties, with a cynical look. Wang Ziyi stood among them, staring fiercely at Zhuo Bufan:

"Aren't you hanging on just now? You just talked back to me in front of so many people, and you said that you didn't pay attention to my dad when he came."

Zhuo Bufan watched them quietly.

These people are all Wang Ziyi's followers, and there are a few small money in the family, but compared with Wang Ziyi's family, the conditions are ten blocks away. Naturally, he is the leader. To put it bluntly, they are all his younger brothers.

"The tone is so crazy, don't let him bleed, I'm sorry for the reputation of Yi Shao!"

"That's right, even the woman Yi Shao likes dares to get involved, I guess the old birthday star hanged himself, he must be tired of work."

Young Master Yi was triumphant, looking at Zhuo Bufan as if he was looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, "Zhuo Bufan, I heard that you beat the prince, but I am different from him. Even high school seniors can't deal with it, if you kneel down and kowtow to me to make amends, I promise I won't maim you."

"Hurry up and kowtow to Shao Yi, or you will really die."

"What are you pretending? Last time the guy who offended Yi Shao's father was the deputy county magistrate, but he was beaten half to death by Yi Shao. Why don't you hurry up and beg for mercy."

A few people next to him shouted.

"I warned you not to provoke me, otherwise no one in the world will save you." Zhuo Bufan said calmly, unmoved at all.

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

"Young Master Yi, I don't think this kid knows how good you are unless you teach him a lesson."

Holding the golf club, Wang Ziyi patted it lightly on the palm of his hand, squinted his eyes and stared at Zhuo Bufan and said, "It seems that you won't cry until you see the coffin, and you won't die until you reach the Yellow River."

After that, he suddenly got into trouble, rushed over, grabbed the golf club in his hand and hit Zhuo Bufan directly on the head.

Zhuo Bufan stretched out his palm lightly, and the club hit his hand directly, with a loud bang.

Wang Ziyi and a few friends around him were stunned at the same time, even if he was good at catching the stick, he would have to break his hand, but Zhuo Bufan stood on the spot like a normal person, motionless.

"Damn it, I know a little martial arts, no wonder I'm so arrogant." After being surprised, Wang Ziyi gritted his teeth and said, his father is a big boss in Dongcheng, so he naturally knows something about warriors.

"Don't think that you are good because you know martial arts. My father is the third master of Dongcheng. He has hundreds of people under his command. Can you beat hundreds of people? No one will know if you will be killed and thrown into the river." Wang Ziyi snorted coldly.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, his gaze was like a knife: "I said before, no one in the world can save you." After speaking, with force in his hands, the aluminum alloy club was twisted into a right angle like dough in his hands.

Wang Ziyi swallowed in fright, let go of the club, took a few steps back, looked at Zhuo Bufan in horror and said: "Don't come here, if you dare to touch me, I guarantee you will die ugly."

"As I said, it will be a fate for your father to dare to provoke me." Zhuo Bufan threw the bent stick in his hand and hit Wang Ziyi's chest directly.

Wang Ziyi flew upside down like a blade of grass, blood foamed from his mouth, and his face became as pale as paper.

The other teenagers saw that it was okay for everyone to eat, drink and have fun together. When they met Zhuo Bufan, a pervert who twisted an aluminum alloy club with one hand and could knock people flying when he threw it, his expression changed instantly with fright, and he dropped his hand. The things in it, scattered and ran away.

Wang Ziyi looked at the guy with whom he usually called his brothers and sisters, his face was ashen, and Zhuo Bufan at this moment was like a god and demon in his eyes.

"My father is Wang Laosan, he owns the whole Dongcheng, covering the sky with one hand!"

"My uncle is one of the top three richest people in Jinling, with great energy!"

"My second uncle is the chief of staff in the military region, and he holds great power!"

"So what?" Zhuo Bufan shook his head and stepped on Wang Ziyi's thigh. There was a slight sound of bone breaking, and the whole bone was broken. Wang Ziyi opened his mouth wide in pain, his neck stretched out, and his throat Not a single sound came out, and he passed out from the pain.

Zhuo Bufan didn't kill him because he didn't want to start a war with the Wang family directly. After all, he has not yet reached the strength of building a foundation. If the opponent sends a dozen masters with great internal strength, or uses a large number of hot weapons, although he will not be killed , but will definitely be forced to leave Jinling.

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

After finishing the work, Zhuo Bufan didn't even have the interest to look at him, and left.

...

In the evening, Mary International Hospital in Jinling City.

More than a dozen serious-looking bodyguards in black suits stood outside the operating room, and other patients' families, doctors and nurses in the corridor showed nervous expressions.

No one did not recognize the middle-aged man sitting on the chair next to him, Wang Wenwu from Dongcheng, the boss of Dongcheng's underground world, even this hospital had his shares.

Wang Wenwu's hair is cut very short, with a pot lid in the middle. He is forty-five years old this year. His wife has passed away long ago and he has not reunited. Wang Ziyi is his only son. He is usually arrogant and mischievous when things happen. It's settled, I didn't expect to suffer such a big loss this time.

The director of the hospital stood beside him in panic, bent slightly, sweating profusely: "Mr. Wang, after our rescue, Yi Shao's leg was saved, but I'm afraid that in the future..."

"Say." Wang Wenwu's face was like sinking water, but his aura was so strong that he couldn't breathe.

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

Wang Wenwu, who was used to the big storms and had been in the East City for decades, squeezed his palms lightly at this time, and couldn't help but feel moved. Wang Ziyi had caused a lot of disasters, but after all, he was his own son, and he was directly crippled by someone. , who dares to bear the anger of a hero.

"Please bring the best doctor." Wang Wenwu said lightly.

The dean slowly backed up a few steps as if he was relieved from a heavy burden, before turning around and leaving quickly.

A man in black hung up the phone, walked to Wang Wenwu, and bowed his waist: "Master Wu, I asked my friend Yi Shao, and he said that it was a man named Zhuo Bufan who injured Yi Shao, and that Zhuo Bufan was a senior in Jinling High School. s student."

"Zhuo Bufan?" Wang Wenwu squinted his eyes, his eyes shone coldly, and the thumb of his right hand moved the beads one by one, "If you dare to hurt my son, only death can atone for your sin."

However, Wang Wenwu didn't give an order directly. It's not because of the power behind the Wang family that he can stand tall in the East City and become a hero. It is related to the position of the patriarch.

Before finding out the details of the other party, he will never do it lightly.

"Third brother." At this moment, a middle-aged man in a light blue suit came out of the elevator in the corridor, followed by a female secretary in an office uniform. The man looked somewhat similar to Wang Wenwu, but his temperament was even stronger. Be more refined.

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