Chapter 411 - Star, Anger

When this news was spread, the entire Yan Jing circle could not help but be in an uproar. Many people were speechless, Ji Feng was really too...

The crowd didn't know what to think. In fact, they didn't know how to evaluate this kind of news. This was not the first time Ji Feng had done this, and it wasn't the first time the younger generation of the Ji Clan had clashed with each other.

If it was anyone else, they would have slapped the son of the martial arts family ruthlessly, and then ruthlessly cut off his legs. This was definitely a big deal.

However, if this matter were to happen to Ji Feng, everyone would only be stunned for a moment before … He accepted it as a matter of course!

So what if it was the third generation leader of the Wu family, Wu Zhizhong?

Wu Zhiyong was once on par with the Ji Clan's Ji Shaodong, He Clan's He Yingguo, and Xiang Clan's Xiang Yongzheng. People from the Wu Clan even secretly boasted that Wu Zhizhong was stronger than the others.

But so what?

In his confrontation with Ji Feng, Wu Zhizhong was defeated several times, and even lost miserably twice.

There was no need to mention the fact that Wu Zhizhong's own little brother, Wu Zhizhong, had been forced to die because of Ji Feng. Even if he died, he would not be able to live a peaceful life, and because of Ji Feng's strength and ruthlessness, Wu Zhizhong had no choice but to push all the blame onto the already dead Wu Zhizi.

Just to protect himself, he could splash dirty water on his own little brother … As the saying goes, death is great. However, to Wu Zhiyong, he was cold and merciless. He could not help but give off the impression of a heartless and ungrateful man.

Just think about it. If even his own brother could be treated like that, then if something big really happened in the future, would those who worked with Wu Zhizhong receive the same treatment as Wu Zhihe? Would he just use them as a scapegoat in a moment of desperation?

These problems must have been considered by the other members of the Martial Arts Department as well as those who followed Wu Zhiyong.

For a young man of a n.o.ble family, especially for the leader of a family, this was definitely a heavy blow!

— — Speaking of which, it was indeed a bit awkward. How come there were not even a few disciples of the martial arts family in front of Ji Feng?

Why does this Ji Feng look like the nemesis of the third generation of the Wu Clan?

Think about it, isn't it!

In the third generation of the Wu family, starting from Wu Zhiyong, and including those who were close to him, like the Zheng family, Zheng Yuxiu, and so on, which one of them didn't suffer greatly at Ji Feng's hands?

It was true that Ji Feng was the nemesis of the third generation of the Wu Clan!

Of course, this was somewhat exaggerated because Wu Zhizhong hadn't fallen yet and was on the verge of a comeback. But no matter what, with Ji Feng, the entire third generation of martial arts family couldn't even lift their heads!

To this dazzling young man who grew up in the common people, who had suddenly returned to his clan, even if it was someone who was hostile towards the Ji Clan or looked down on Ji Feng's background, he couldn't help but pinch his nose and say …

He had some skill after all!

However, everyone knew how against their will these words were.

Ji Feng had displayed a series of methods. He had made so many achievements in these few years. How could it be summed up with a simple 'a little skill'?

Thinking about what Ji Feng had done all along, some people had a premonition that as he grew stronger and stronger, the Ji Clan would become more and more powerful in the next fifty to sixty years …

However, while many people were amazed, they were also paying attention to the movements of the Wu Clan.

Ji Feng once again slapped the face of the Wu Clan. However, he did not know what actions the Wu Clan would take. Should they pinch their noses and admit it, or go all out?

… ….

"Hua la ~!"

A fine vase was smashed into the ground and pieces of it fell to the ground.

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

Wu Zhengxin kept growling: "A little b.a.s.t.a.r.d running out of nowhere. I wonder if he is from the Ji Clan. How dare he be so arrogant!"

Seeing Wu Zhengxin's angry roar, the secretary stood aside and didn't dare to say a word. He couldn't understand who had made the boss so angry and who dared to make him angry!

The secretary carefully picked up the trash can and picked up the fragments on the floor one by one. He couldn't help but twitch his mouth because this vase was given to him by the president of a construction company. He didn't know how much it was worth, but if it was too low, how could others dare to send it over?

"According to the news, yes. At that time, Young Master Wu had already admitted that he had died. Moreover, he didn't care about being slapped. However, before he could finish, he was kicked down by Ji Feng … Ji Feng broke his leg! The secretary hurriedly nodded and said.

"You little b * stard from the Ji Clan, you're really vicious!" Wu Zheng roared in confidence.

"Chief, should we go to the hospital to see Young Master Wu first?" The secretary asked carefully.

"What are you going to do?!"

Wu Zhengxin immediately glared at him, "Are we rus.h.i.+ng to the hospital to see his miserable state? I want to go, and I want to help him vent his anger before going! "

"Clank ~ ~!" Just as the secretary was about to speak, his phone suddenly rang. He looked at the caller ID and quickly said, "Director, it's a call from the hospital …"

"Accept!"

Wu Zhengxin said in a deep voice.

He glanced at Wu Zheng's letter and then said anxiously into the phone, "You don't need to emphasize so many objective difficulties. Princ.i.p.al Hu, I will report it to Director Wu immediately, but the first thing you guys have to do now is to do everything you can to ensure that Young Master Wu's injuries do not worsen. Otherwise, you should know the consequences better than I do!"

With that, the secretary quickly told Wu Zhengdao, "Director, Dean Hu called just now and said that Young Master Wu's leg had a comminuted fracture. He needed to be operated on immediately, or there might be an accident or something worse …"

"What?!"

The secretary said, "But... Director, according to the rules, patients must have their family's signature before they undergo surgery. Since Madam hasn't arrived at the hospital yet and only the police have sent people to guard the hospital, they still can't represent the family … "

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d!" Before the secretary could finish his words, Wu Zhengxin could not help but get angry. He glared with his eyes and said angrily: "Is that Hu r.e.t.a.r.ded?!" If he didn't have the family's signature, would he just sit by and watch others suffer? "Ah?!"

Wu Zhengxin was furious. He was still angry at Ji Feng for injuring his son, but the people in the audience did not do good either. Even a hospital dean had gooseb.u.mps on his head.

Wu Zhengxin pointed to his secretary and yelled: "You tell that man surnamed Hu, if anything happens to my son today, I guarantee that he won't be a doctor for the rest of his life, let alone stay in Beijing!"

The secretary quickly nodded, "Yes, yes. I'll call him right away."

"It's good that you understand. Director Hu, try your best to treat Young Master Wu. Director Wu knows this very well. He will definitely not mistreat you …" Alright, then hurry up and go. " The secretary hung up.

"What did he say?!"

Wu Zhengxin asked angrily.

The secretary said, "President Hu has already gone to organize the experts to carry out the demonstration and prepare the final operation plan."

Wu Zhengxin could not help but snort coldly and said, "What did he do for a long time? What a pig's brain! "

The secretary hesitated for a moment before explaining, "Director, actually, we can't blame Dean Hu entirely for this. It's really because Young Master Wu's injuries are too th.o.r.n.y, and it's said that the probability of an accident is too high …"