Chapter 210 Reaction From All Parties

In a hospital in Jiangzhou, Qiao Jiakai and Zhu Yongtao were divided into two wards. Among them, Qiao Jiakai and Zhu Yongtao were divided into one ward, and Zhu Yongtao's two junior brothers were divided into another ward.

The four of them looked miserable in the same way. Qiao Jiakai was lying on the bed, both shoulders and wrists were cast in plaster. He opened the frame slightly and did not dare to move. His thighs were also bandaged. Hanging up, the whole person's posture is very strange, which makes people look very awkward.

Zhu Yongtao was better. He only had his ribs and chest bones broken, so he only needed to fix his upper body. However, he couldn't do it, because it would affect the healing of the bones. As a result, his posture was even worse. uncomfortable.

Moreover, because the sternum and ribs were all interrupted, Zhu Yongtao didn't even dare to breathe hard. He could only inhale gently, exhale slowly, and with a little force, he couldn't help but grin and grin, but it was so painful. As long as you move a little, it hurts even more, and when it hurts, you want to move...

This kind of torture made the two of them not even dare to scream, but they couldn't help the pain!

If possible, the two really don't want to stay here for even a second longer. Those who have not experienced this kind of painful feeling cannot understand it at all.

The corners of Qiao Jiakai's mouth were crooked, and he couldn't help taking a breath from time to time, but the look in his eyes was full of resentment: "TMD, that bastard Ji Shaoyun, if I don't kill him, just take his surname!"

Zhu Yongtao, who was also full of pain in the eyebrows next to him, snorted softly: "How did you kill him?"

Although it was an angry tone, but because of the severe pain, he could only speak softly when he spoke, and he did not dare to be angry at all. Once the bones that were finally connected were broken, then he would cry. of!

Qiao Jiakai suddenly suffocated, yes, how did you kill that kid?

In terms of kung fu, the five of them combined are no match for that kid, and they can't even stop one move, and in terms of family background, they can't even compare. Qiao Jiakai believes that if he really uses the power of his family to deal with Ji Shaolei's brothers, don't say whether the old man of the Ji family will be angry, there will definitely be many people within his family who will disagree.

"How about we pay for a killer?" Qiao Jiakai asked hesitantly.

"See the idiots!" Zhu Yongtao muttered, if it weren't for the wounds on his body, he would have been furious, "You only had a conflict with them, if they were killed suddenly, then everyone would be the first to suspect. you."

Qiao Jiakai suddenly shivered, and it was true. After beating them a few times, the Ji family's old man might not say anything, but if they were really killed, even the best-tempered person would definitely With the wrath of thunder, the Qiao family may be wiped out in an instant, and he will definitely die without a place to be buried.

Power and wealth are all for future generations, but if they are given to future generations, what is the use of these things? A person who falls into despair is absolutely terrifying, not to mention, this person is still the old man of one of the best aristocratic families in the country?

Obviously, this approach doesn't work.

"That little beast is so powerful!" Qiao Jiakai said with gritted teeth, full of unwillingness, "Senior brother, you say, is it possible that the kid is also a descendant somewhere?"

Zhu Yongtao was stunned and thought for a moment. He slowly shook his head and said, "I can't tell you either, his speed is so fast that I can't tell what kind of kung fu he is using. However, I feel that his Kung Fu seems to be somewhat similar to the style in the army, shouldn't it be military martial arts?"

"It's impossible!" Qiao Jiakai immediately retorted excitedly, what's the joke? If you can beat yourself with military martial arts, it is not impossible. However, that kid could easily defeat even Zhu Yongtao, how could this be achieved by military martial arts?

"I'm just guessing that his kung fu is fierce, quick, and his shots are as fast as lightning. It is precisely because the speed is too fast that it gives the illusion of being slow." Zhu Yongtao shook his head slightly and said, "If it weren't for military fighting skills, Then, he must be a descendant somewhere, this is absolutely not wrong. Now in the secular society there are still these ancient martial arts, there is absolutely no, and what that kid uses, it should be an extremely powerful ancient martial arts."

"Then, what should we do?" Qiao Jiakai asked in a daze.

"What else can I do? I can only wait!" Zhu Yongtao said bitterly, "Wait for someone from the division, and wait for the result of the handling of this matter..."

"Hey!" A look of anger flashed on Qiao Jiakai's face, and he gritted his teeth: "I hurt me and the four brothers, I won't let him go so easily!"

Zhu Yongtao opened his mouth, but he hesitated. He shook his head slightly in his heart and sighed softly: "Now, I'm afraid it's not whether you want to let him go, but whether he will let you go!"

In the lobby on the second floor of the Linjiang Club, Zhu Yongtao heard it very clearly. That kid didn't see this as a fight between the sons and brothers at all, and went directly to the level of murder. That meant it was already obvious. law to solve the problem.

Moreover, the kid still has evidence in his hands, this time, it is really troublesome!

Zhu Yongtao rolled his eyes and glanced at Qiao Jiakai with an angry face. He hated in his heart. If he didn't want to use his Qiao family's influence in the secular world to find what the teacher needed, how could he be like this? Stupid stuff cooperating?

Now, I just hope that the division will know about this matter earlier, put pressure on it, and send someone over.

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"boom!"

In Yanjing, in a luxurious villa, a middle-aged woman in her forties smashed her phone on the table, her face already wrinkled, with a strong expression of anger: "Damn, **** Little bastard! Ji Shaolei, Ji Shaoyun, good, good! Ji family, you owe me another debt, and I will swear to you to the end!"

On the sofa opposite her, a middle-aged man with a pale complexion and shiny pink hair asked with a smile, "Wife, why is there such a big fire?"

"Wang Wengao, don't laugh in front of me. Your son was severely beaten and is now lying in the hospital. It is said that the other party will sue him for murder!" The middle-aged woman was full of anger. "

The middle-aged man named Wang Wengao suddenly changed his face, and hurriedly asked: "What's going on? Didn't Jia Kai go to Jiangzhou, how could it be..."

Speaking of which, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and said hesitantly: "The person who beat him, shouldn't it be... Ji's family?"

"Besides their family, who else would dare to be so unscrupulous?" The middle-aged woman's eyes were full of hatred, and she gritted her teeth: "The old immortal from Ji's family clearly had the ability to save my father, but he was biased against death or not. Let my father be killed with hatred, and it also led to the decline of our Qiao family, and that old and immortal son even found a wild woman and humiliated me. Don't let it go!"

Looking at the excited and angry expression of the middle-aged woman, Wang Wengao just shook his head slightly: "Xiao Rong, this is not the time to talk about this, we should rush to Jiangzhou as soon as possible to see how our son is doing? Jiangzhou, after all It's not our territory, if we don't rush over now, in case something happens..."

It turned out that this middle-aged woman was none other than Qiao Jiakai's mother, Qiao Rong. And Wang Wengao is the son-in-law of the Qiao family and the father of Qiao Jiakai.

When Qiao Rong heard the words, her face suddenly changed, she nodded hurriedly, and said: "Yes, yes, I will send someone to book a flight right away, and we will rush to Jiangzhou immediately, I really don't believe it, the Ji family's kind of people even me Let's kill together!"

Seeing his wife's vixen appearance, Wang Wengao couldn't help frowning slightly, but didn't say anything. Now he has no status in the Qiao family. More often, he is even like a servant. If he speaks to comfort him now, I am afraid that he will be scolded. There are too many such things.

Just imagine, even the son follows his mother's surname, how high can Wang Wengao be in the Qiao family?

Moreover, every time the Ji family is mentioned, Qiao Rong's temper will suddenly become hot. Wang Wengao knows that Ji Zhenhua would rather find a random woman than Qiao Rong. For Qiao Rong of the Qiao family, the blow was really too big, and it was no wonder that she would always hold grudges.

But as a man, thinking that his woman has always hated another man, and it's because of men and women, although Qiao Rong may really have no feelings for Ji Zhenhua now, it's just a kind of hatred for not taking advantage of him Hate, but Wang Wengao is still very uncomfortable.

It's just that Wang Wengao knows very well that if he wants to keep his current position, he must not have a conflict with Qiao Rong on this matter, so he chose to be patient.

"No matter who hit my son, I must let him pay for his life!" Qiao Rong said through gritted teeth.

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Also in Yanjing, in a quaint and quiet courtyard, an old man with white hair was sitting under a big tree. Around the courtyard, at intervals, there is an armed policeman with live ammunition standing guard, showing that the people living in this courtyard are absolutely extraordinary.

In October, the weather has gradually turned cold, the old man is sitting on the reclining chair, and he has put on a long-sleeved sweater. The old man is old and can't stand the cold.

Accompanied by escorts and special care personnel, the old man was squinting, listening to what a middle-aged man beside him whispered.

The middle-aged man's face was full of majesty, and he was not angry and mighty, and the breath of a superior person naturally spread out, but in front of the old man, he seemed cautious and hesitant.

"So, Xiaofeng beat the little monkey of the Qiao family? He also beat the four people who followed him?" After a long while, the old man spoke slowly, his voice seemed a little weak, but the middle-aged man couldn't help it. I was apprehensive.