C9 What do you want? (1/2)
What do you want?
”Dong Wenfeng, what are you doing?” Seeing his son getting beaten up, Dong Bicun felt as if his heart and flesh had been cut off, and jumped up on the spot.
Dong Wenfeng raised his head coldly, looked at him, and did not say a word, and turned to look at Dong Xinhao.
”Call me that again. What should my father call you?”
”Hey …” What a joke... ”Eldest Uncle …” Dong Xinhao was in so much pain that his tears flowed profusely.
At this moment, he was on the verge of collapse. How could he expect his cousin to be so fierce. All of his bodyguards fell to the ground after being beaten by him in just one minute.
”I... What should your name be? ”
”Cousin! Cousin, I was wrong, I really was wrong, please forgive me. I don't dare to do it again! ” At this moment, he nodded his head like he was pounding garlic under the immense power that came from his palms and said in a miserable voice.
Dong Bicun watched on from the side, his heart burning with anger, but he still did not dare say anything.
He had to admit that this nephew of his whom he hadn't seen for seven or eight years was too domineering.
What's more, everything was in his nephew's hands, and he had no words to say. No matter what his cousin taught him, it was reasonable and legal. Moreover, it was his son who was the first to fail, so he had no way to refute.
But, he could not take this grudge lying around. He glared at Dong Wenfeng with his sinister eyes, and secretly clenched his teeth to the point that it was about to shatter.
Just then, Dong Wenfeng picked Dong Xinhao up like a little chicken and threw him to the side. He said coldly: ”Go and kowtow on my father's spirit hall for me!”
Dong Xinhao's face was pale white, he immediately nodded, swallowed his saliva, did not even dare to look at his father, and ran out.
It was only now that Dong Wenfeng finally turned around and looked at Fang Ying, who had been silently staring at him from the side. At that moment, besides being shocked, Fang Ying was also feeling bitter. She looked at Dong Wenfeng who was shrouded in killing intent, and did not dare to say a single word.
She was the most unexpected person today, and her heart was full of grievance.
”Humph!” Dong Wenfeng snorted at her, ”Miss Fang Ying, our Dong Clan has matters to take care of right now, so we'll have to ask you to leave for the time being. ”How about you come to my Dong Clan as a guest in the future?”
”Alright …” Fang Ying seemed to have been granted amnesty. After nodding her head, she quickly got up and ran out.
Even when she sat in the car, her chest was still violently bullied and she was unable to calm down for a long time. Just now, Dong Wenfeng's overbearing and peerless appearance continued to appear in front of her, causing her to become absent-minded.
Only after a long while did she take a deep breath and try her best to calm her mind. Only then did she come back to her senses.
”Why should I be afraid of him? Does he dare to eat me? Humph! Dong Wenfeng, just you wait! ” She looked in the direction of Dong Wenfeng and stuck out his tongue in dissatisfaction, then drove away, leaving the Dong Clan in a daze.
In the hall, Dong Wenfeng asked his aunt to call the bodyguards to send them over for treatment before he finally looked at Dong Bicun with an ice-cold gaze.
”Second Uncle, where's my grandfather?”
He had noticed Dong Xinhao's words just now, and seemed to have mentioned that his grandfather's health was not good. This filled his heart with fear and chilliness.
Grandfather was of the utmost importance to him. Just like his aunt, no one could lose her.
”This... Your grandfather is now. In the ICU, you can't visit. ” Dong Bicun's expression was a little unnatural.
Dong Wenfeng's entire body was filled with killing intent, and he shouted angrily: ”What? Intensive Care Unit? Hmph, Grandpa was still in good health when he called me, so why did I enter the intensive care unit as soon as I came back? Second Uncle, I am outside the country bathing in blood trying to protect my home and country, and this... Is that what you gave me in return? ”
”This …” Dong Bicun's face turned hot, he had never felt troubled about this matter before. From his point of view, Dong Wenfeng was alone, so it was impossible for him to make a comeback in the Dong Clan. So what if it was suppressed? There wouldn't be much of a problem.