pieces!But the result turned out to be quite unexpected for Chen Ping!Chen Ping's punch met Cang Qing's. He felt a tremendous force surging from his arm, and then his body plummeted downward rapidly....Ling Feng looked at his father like that, frightened to the point of trembling all over, but he still nodded.

"You animal, I told you to reflect at home, but you still haven't learned your lesson! I'll kill you..."

Ling Zhenchuan, while speaking, picked up a stool and smashed it hard onto Ling Feng's body. The stool shattered with a loud crack!

Chen Ping was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected Ling Zhenshan to be so ruthless towards his own son, leaving him speechless.

"Lao Ling, stop! You're going to kill your son!"

Wang Hui desperately blocked Ling Zhenchuan.

But Ling Zhenchuan wouldn't listen, and he started beating Ling Feng relentlessly. Ling Feng was screaming in pain!

"Mr. Chen, I will give you an explanation about this matter. Also, regarding the Wei family's affairs, I will find a way to protect Mr. Chen!"

Ling Zhenchuan looked at Chen Ping and said.

"I'll handle the Wei family matter myself, Mayor Ling, you don't have to worry about it!" Chen Ping glanced at the battered Ling Feng and continued, "Young Master, just give him a lesson to teach him a memory!"

Chen Ping originally came with murderous intent, but seeing Ling Zhenchuan like this, his anger subsided quite a bit. He could only say that Ling Feng really has good parents.

After leaving Ling Zhenchuan's house, Chen Ping hurried back to the Su family. Su Yuxi encountered such a thing, she definitely needed more comfort!

Meanwhile, at Hongcheng Hospital, the Wei family received news in the evening. The head of the Wei family, Wei Kuan'an, personally led ten Wei family experts to arrive!

These ten people were all dressed in battle gear, with bulging temples, clearly experts among experts!

Looking at his son on the hospital bed, Wei Kun'an's face was extremely grim. In a small city like Hongcheng, someone dared to lay their hands on his son.

"Dad, you're finally here, I'm done for, my leg is broken, I can never fix it again!"

When Wei Kun'an arrived, Wei Tao immediately burst into tears.

"Don't you **ing cry! Get some backbone!" Wei Kuan glared harshly at Wei Tao: "You even kidnapped Su's girl, do you think you're invincible"

After Wei Kun'an had learned about the whole story,

Wei Tao was scolded so badly that he didn't even dare to speak. As for Wei Kun'an, after the scolding, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes. He had such a son, who was usually held in the palm of his hand and had never suffered such treatment!

"Bring me the hospital director!"

Weikuan addressed one of his subordinates.

Soon, a subordinate brought in a doctor wearing glasses and a white coat. This man was the hospital director!

"You are the dean" Wei Kuan'an asked coldly.

"Mr. Wei, I am, I am the Dean!"

The dean trembled with fear as he spoke.

How is my son's leg

"Mr. Wei, Young Master Wei's leg was broken by an external force, the entire fibula was shattered, and it can no longer be joined. He will have to rely on a cane from now on!" The Dean explained cautiously.

"Trash!" Wei Kuan'an slapped the dean hard. "I don't care what method you use, cure my son's leg, or I'll kill your whole family!"

Plop...

The dean knelt on the ground, begging bitterly: “General Wei, our hospital is truly at its wit's end. You can send Young Master Wei to a bigger hospital, or even abroad, perhaps there’s a way. Even if you kill me, I can't do anything!”

Wei Kuan'an, seeing the dean's state, knew that this hospital was truly beyond help. He didn't press the matter further, but instead ordered the attendants: "Prepare the car and send young master back to the provincial city for treatment!"

Soon, Wei Tao was taken away. Wei Kun looked at the night view of Hongcheng, his eyes filled with coldness: "Dare to cripple my son's leg, then I'll let the whole Hongcheng bury him!"u a thread of my soul. But in doing so, I will be bound to you."Elder Fei said!"Chen Ping shook his head. 'You're a sixth-grade tribulation cultivator. Even if you hand over a strand of your soul, it...