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Zhuo Zhaoyun's expression froze on her face. She never thought that her grandfather, who had doted on her the most since childhood, would actually expel her from the Zhuo family.
"Grandpa... me!"
"You don't need to say any more!" Mr. Zhuo waved his hand to interrupt Zhuo Zhaoyun, turned to Mr. Zhai and said, "At this time today, my Zhuo family is sorry for your Zhai family. I won't care about what happens next." He greeted the relatives of the Zhuo family and walked towards the house.
Both Zhuo's father and Zhuo's mother looked up at Zhuo Zhaoyun with mournful voices.
Zhang Feng put his arms around Zhuo Zhaoyun's delicate shoulders, let her lean into his arms, and whispered: "It's okay, you still have me."
When the matter got to such an extent, the guests all realized the current situation and resigned, and the crowd left in a roar.
Mr. Zhai stared at Zhang Feng coldly and said, "As the saying goes, a true person never shows his face. Isn't it time for me to see who you really are?"
Zhang Feng shook his head slightly and said: "No need! Boy, I am just an unknown little gangster. I am afraid that showing my face will only make Mr. Zhai hate me even more. There is no need at all."
"Really? I'm really curious! Zhaoyun, let's go. There's nothing going on here without you!" Mr. Zhai raised his crutch and pointed at Zhang Feng, "As for you? Whether you can leave depends on whether you have that I can do it!”
Zhang Feng's ears twitched slightly when he heard a burst of hurried footsteps, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that this old man was very good at literature and wanted to perform a full martial arts show with him.
"Grandpa Zhai, what do you want to do? This is our Zhuo family and you can't mess around." Zhuo Zhaoyun said with surprise.
"Oh? It seems that Zhaoyun has been expelled from the Zhuo family. Even if you don't have any qualifications to tell me what to do in front of me, your grandfather, the head of the Zhuo family, has already acquiesced to my behavior. Huh! If you don't do something today , everyone will think that our Zhai family is easy to bully!" Mr. Zhai looked frosty.
The sneer on Zhang Feng's face became stronger. He straightened the brim of his hat and said with a smile: "I want to see today how you old, weak, sick and disabled people can keep me here! Zhaoyun, let's go!"
Holding Zhuo Zhaoyun's hand, she turned around and slowly prepared to leave!
"How dare you insult my grandpa!" Zhai Qiang shouted loudly and suddenly took three steps at once.
Bu rushed over and punched Zhang Feng in the back of the head.
His ears moved slightly, and the faint sound of the fist wind fell in Zhang Feng's ears very clearly. Although he didn't look back, he could accurately predict the trajectory and landing point of the fist.
Just when the fist was about to land on the back of Zhang Feng's head, Zhang Feng moved, turned around suddenly and tilted his head to avoid the cold fist, and suddenly raised his arm to clasp Zhai Qiang's neck fiercely.
"Uh." Zhai Qiang felt as if his neck was being held by an iron gate and he couldn't breathe at all.
His face suddenly turned a purplish blue from suffocation, and the veins on his neck bulged.
As Zhang Feng raised his arms, Zhai Qiang was surprised to find that his feet could no longer reach the ground, and he was suspended in the air.
His legs were twitching and he was kicking randomly, but he couldn't do any harm to Zhang Feng at all.
His eyes kept turning white, and his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't breathe air.
"Put my grandson down!" Mr. Zhai shouted with a livid face.
"Hmph! I told you that you old, weak, sick and disabled people also want to keep me? What a joke!" With a cold snort, Zhai Qiang's body flew out like a torn sack.
It hit the ground with a bang and scratched a distance of four to five meters across the lawn.
He curled up on the ground and coughed desperately, as if he wanted to cough out half of his internal organs, and tears flowed out in large quantities.
At this moment, the guards left outside by the Zhai family rushed over. The leader was an old man wearing a long gown with an old face and gray hair tied in a hairpin.
This ancient costume caught Zhang Feng's attention, and he frowned slightly and stared at the old man.
The old man's walking posture is also very weird. He only touches the ground with his toes. He does not walk very fast, but the distance covered by each step is very large.
He never glanced at Zhang Feng from beginning to end. He walked to Mr. Zhai's side, bowed slightly and stood behind him, his eyes half closed and his expression calm.
Seven or eight guards surrounded Zhang Feng and Zhuo Zhaoyun in an encircling posture, menacing and eager to try.
"Mr. Zhai, is this how you want to keep me?" Zhang Feng asked with sarcasm in his eyes.
"I won't kill you. As long as you keep one of your legs and one hand, I will let you go!"
Hearing his words, the sarcasm at the corner of Zhang Feng's mouth became more intense. Wanting to keep one of his arms and one leg, the method is obviously extremely cruel, but it seems to be a gift, which is really disgusting.
"Okay, I want to see how you keep my hands and feet." Zhang Feng took Zhuo Zhaoyun behind him.
Zhuo Zhaoyun clutched Zhang Feng's clothes tightly and whispered: "Otherwise... or we should call the police."
"Hey, don't worry, you forgot what I do." Zhang Feng said comfortingly.
Zhai Qiang also calmed down, got up from the ground and stood next to his grandfather, stared at Zhang Feng fiercely, and shouted: "Zhang Feng, I will break your hands and feet with my own hands, come on!"
The guards surrounding Zhang Feng heard the order and rushed over.
The moment he spoke, Zhang Feng also moved.
The guard who rushed to the front felt a strong wind hit his face just as he waved his fist. The next moment, it flew sideways like a kite with its string broken. In mid-air, teeth mixed with blood spurted out of the mouth. It flew three meters and hit the ground. He was already unconscious.
As Zhang Feng took action, the originally sleepy old man slowly opened his eyes and stared at Zhang Feng closely.
Just like a tiger emerging from its cage and entering a flock of sheep, in just a few breaths, seven or eight guards had fallen to the ground in confusion, all of them unconscious.
Zhang Feng had to restrain his strength, otherwise he would not be in a coma, but would be killed.
Mr. Zhai's expression became even more ugly. The corners of his mouth twitched twice and he said, "Uncle Zhong, please take action."
The old man nodded and said, "This is the last time. By then, all I owe you to the Zhai family will be paid off. Have you thought about it?"
"Yes!" Mr. Zhai nodded firmly.
As the old man walked in slowly, Zhang Feng's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he said in a low voice: "Zhao Yun, stay back!"
Zhuo Zhaoyun knew that staying with Zhang Feng at this time would only tie him up, so she obediently turned around and ran four or five meters away and stood aside nervously looking at Zhang Feng.
The old man known as Uncle Zhong walked five meters in front of Zhang Feng and stopped.
'Huh' Zhang Feng let out a long breath, raised his head slightly, and looked at the old man standing in front of him against the brim of his peaked cap.