Chapter 230 Will he be able to defeat Ji Feng?

The question made it impossible for her to answer.

If someone said that Wu Zhiqiang was stupid, then who knew how many people would scoff at her and even call her a fool?

Not to mention that Wu Zhiyong was already very outstanding, among the third generation families in Beijing, Ji Shaodong from the Ji Clan, He Yingguo from the He Clan, and Xiang Yongzhong from the Xiang Clan, they were only on par with Wu Zhizhong. Just this point was enough to prove Wu Zhizhong's excellence.

In fact, just Wu Zhiyong was born into a martial family, which was enough for him to have outstanding capital.

This was something that no one else could compare to.

Thus, as long as one was not a fool, a person who grew up in this sort of environment was not someone who could be compared with ordinary people.

Not to mention that Wu Zhizhong was quite shrewd, how could he be related to the word 'stupid'?

Otherwise, how could Ji Feng win against Wu Zhizhong?

"What a formidable fellow!" The woman couldn't help but sigh.

But Ji Feng?

Ji Feng was born in this kind of environment. Ever since he was young, he had been looked down upon by others and he didn't even have a few friends.

Imagine, what could he learn in those poor, backward little towns? Other than the contents of the book, he probably didn't even know some basic common sense of the big city. Not to mention all sorts of schemes and some things within the system.

If not for the fact that Ji Zhenhua had sent people to find them, Ji Feng would not have been able to attend university right now. It was said that Ji Feng and his mother were not very well off, and in junior high school, Ji Feng had even defaulted on his tuition fees several times, almost being ordered to withdraw from the school.

How outstanding could a person who had grown up in such an environment be?

At least in the process of growing up, he had already lost to his peers who were of good family background, and he couldn't compare to Wu Zhizhong, who had received a good education and was heavily nurtured since he was young.

However, to everyone's surprise, Ji Feng, who had grown up in that kind of environment, was actually this powerful.

Following that, Ji Feng used a series of brilliant results to show everyone how an outstanding young man rose to greatness.

Creating the Brilliant Group, attacking the Qiao Family, defeating Wu Zhiyong one after another …

This series of results was something that not even the three prodigies of Beijing, who were praised by everyone, could achieve.

The woman's curiosity was piqued. What kind of person was this Ji Feng? How could he be so powerful?!

As long as one looked at the current Wu Zhizhong, anger and grief, yet also felt a sense of powerlessness, one could tell how powerful Ji Feng truly was.

She had never seen Wu Zhiyong like this before, and all of this was caused by Ji Feng!

"Whew ~ ~!"

Suddenly, Wu Zhiyong's body leaned back against the sofa and he let out a long breath at the same time.

However, Wu Zhizhong slowly shook his head and said: "No need."

The woman slightly nodded and obediently stopped talking.

After a while, Wu Zhiyong said, "It seems that I can't stay here with you today. Something has happened outside, so I have to go and take care of it."

"En!"

She nodded obediently and said in a nasal tone, "Young Master, please be careful!"

"Don't worry, you don't have to worry about my safety!" Wu Zhizhong patted her hand, bit his lips and sneered: "No matter how powerful Ji Feng is, he would not dare to do anything to me. Otherwise, he would not have a good time …"

"It really is because of Ji Feng!" The woman thought to herself.

"Ji Feng..."

Wu Zhiyong gritted his teeth as a cold light flashed in his eyes. His face turned ferocious, "Since you are so aggressive, don't blame me for this!" This is simply going too far! "

Once upon a time.

Even the Martial Family's Young Master would be forced to such a state, even thinking that the other party was bullying him?!

"Alright, it's getting late. You should get some rest." Wu Zhizhong stood up with a trace of ruthlessness on his face, "I'll come find you after I finish my task."

"En!"

As he watched Wu Zhizhong leave in big strides, and even as he was walking down the steps to the door, he couldn't help but stagger. The woman stood at the door with a worried look on her face.

… ….

At the same time, in a courtyard in Beijing, at the entrance of the main hall, there was a wheelchair.

A somewhat thin woman with short hair sat on the wheelchair. Her hands were placed on the armrests and she was motionless. She appeared to be very tired, as if she was in her forties.

Looking carefully, it was a woman about forty to fifty years old. Her face was pale. Perhaps it was because of the long time she had been tortured by illness, but she looked older than her actual age. There were many wrinkles on her face.

If Ji Feng was here, he would have definitely recognized her at first glance. This woman was none other than the former head of the Qiao family who had a deep grudge with him, Qiao Rong!

Qiao Rong was sitting in a wheelchair at the moment, her eyelids drooping. Occasionally, she would look into the distance, and the look in her eyes would be especially cold.

The man she served was too terrifying. His gaze alone was enough to pierce through anyone, and he gave off a sinister feeling.

Before she came, the person she was introduced to had said that she had to attend to a woman who was severely ill and no longer in possession of consciousness. But how could a person who was seriously ill and delirious have such a sinister gaze?

However, seeing this woman often sitting in a wheelchair, muttering some unknown words with a cold glint in her eyes, the nanny was very scared and also began to suspect, could this woman have developed from being delirious to a lunatic?

At this moment, Qiao Rong, who was sitting on the wheelchair, had no idea what the little nanny was thinking. She squinted her eyes and a cold smile appeared on her face.

"That little b.a.s.t.a.r.d is in trouble again?"

"Little b.a.s.t.a.r.d …"

The cold smile on Qiao Rong's face suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a deep and sinister look. "You won't have a good death! Let's see how long you can make a fool of yourself! "When you truly infuriate the Wu Clan, it will be the time of your death!"

"I will cut your flesh off one by one..."

There was a hint of blood-red in Qiao Rong's eyes and her expression was especially ferocious. However, there was a hint of madness on her face. "Just you wait. This day is not far away. I look forward to it!"

"No, when I push the wheelchair, will she suddenly attack me?"

"Also, if I help her clean her body everyday, will she … Was she talking about me just now? " The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She was so scared that she was about to cry.

"Little b.a.s.t.a.r.d!"

Qiao Rong suddenly let out a mournful scream. It was unknown what she thought of as she started to vent her emotions hysterically. The little nanny was so frightened that she hid behind a pillar at the door, exposing only her head …