When Hong Yinghao hurried to the Provincial People's Hospital, Hong Xiong had already been sent to the operating room.

The doctor gave him a critical illness notice and made it clear that Hong Xiong's condition was very dangerous, and even if he could save his life, he would be disabled in the future and unable to move like a normal person.

Hong Yinghao heard the bad news, even if he had a deep city government, his face was blue at this time, his hands behind his back clenched his fists, and his blood vessels burst out.

The critical illness notice in his hand was unconsciously pinched into countless pieces by him.

Hong Xiong is the eldest son he has carefully cultivated, and he has always been the object of pride.

He has decided to hand over the martial arts hall to Hong Xiong to inherit, and hopes that Hong Xiong can give him a pension in the future.

However, the eldest son he valued, his future trustee, was beaten to the point of dying, and even if he survived in the end, he would be a wasted man who could not inherit his mantle!

The father and son are connected, and the son is injured like this, which makes him not feel like a knife, how can he not be angry like crazy!

Hong Xiong was not the only one who was seriously injured, there were also three disciples in the martial arts hall who were seriously injured and were also being rescued in the hospital.

It's just that their luck is better, and they may not be left with a disability in the future.

The injuries of others are mild, but that is only relatively speaking, and the least injured ones are also broken arms and legs, covered with thick bandages, and there are not a few months, don't want to recover as before.

This time, the Heroic Martial Arts Hall can be said to be completely wiped out!

"Who the hell did this?"

Hong Yinghao asked coldly, with a strong murderous intent in his tone.

He was in too much of a hurry just now to ask in detail, and now seeing his son so miserable, he needs an answer, an object for him to take revenge with all his might!

"No, I don't know. The other person was wearing a mask. Zhou Yang, who reported to him, replied, "However, the owner seems to have guessed some identities of the other party at the last moment. It is very likely that he has something to do with the mother and daughter we wounded. ”

"What mother and daughter? Tell me clearly!!"

Hong Yinghao's eyes were angry, and he shouted violently, and the domineering spirit that had been hidden in his body for a long time suddenly exploded, like an angry tiger, which was terrifying!

Where did Zhou Yang think that the usually amiable old pavilion owner, once he was angry, his momentum would be so terrifying!

Suddenly I was so frightened that I shuddered, and I almost couldn't speak.

After a while, he settled down, and then he stammered and told the old hall owner the whole thing in detail.

It's just that his narration was interrupted not long after it began.

More and more people learned the news that the Yinghao Martial Arts Hall was picked and rushed over to visit.

They are all Hong Yinghao's disciples, and many of them are now well-known figures in the Nanling underworld.

In the eyes of others, Zhou Yang can actually be regarded as a famous person, and he has seven or eight junior brothers under him, but in front of these big men, he can't get on the stage at all, so he can only stand aside.

In less than an hour, the corridor outside the operating room was already crowded with dozens of big men.

The doctors and nurses nearby wanted to keep these people away from the operating room, so as not to affect the operation, but it can be seen that their faces are vicious and their expressions are not good, and they dare not come forward to persuade them, so they can only take a detour.

Hong Yinghao lightly expressed his gratitude to these people for their visit, and ignored it anymore, but continued to learn from Zhou Yang about what happened.

When he heard that the kicker's head was hit on the head by Hong Xiong with an iron rod, but he was unharmed, as if he remembered something extremely terrifying, his face changed suddenly!

"Are you sure...... Hong Xiong was beaten with an iron rod?" he stared at Zhou Yang's eyes tightly and asked, "Is the other party really unharmed?"

"I'm very sure!" Zhou Yang said categorically, "The iron rod with thick arms has been broken, and the head of the person who kicked the hall is like it is made of steel, and there is nothing wrong with it, I will never be mistaken!"

When Hong Yinghao heard him say this, his originally ruddy face, like the beach when the tide receded, turned pale in an instant, and even his hands, which had always been as steady as Mount Tai, trembled slightly.

"Old hall master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Yang asked in surprise, not knowing why the old hall owner was so out of shape.

Even when he heard his son's bad news just now, the old hall owner's expression didn't seem to change so drastically!

Hong Yinghao shook his head slowly and was silent.

Zhou Yang's last few words touched the deepest secrets in his heart.

After a long time, Hong Yinghao said slowly: "Find out the current whereabouts of the mother and daughter immediately, and then bring Fei Han to me." ”

These underworld figures were very efficient, and in less than half an hour, they brought Hong Feihan to Hong Yinghao and found out the whereabouts of the mother and daughter.

It just so happened that they were also hospitalized at the Provincial People's Hospital.

Hong Yinghao asked about the location of the ward, and immediately took his grandson and Zhou Yang to the ward of the mother and daughter.

And those big men were murderous and followed closely behind Hong Yinghao.

All in the same hospital, so it's not very far away.

A few minutes later, when Hong Yinghao broke into the ward, he found that there were only three people in the ward.

A ten-year-old young man who looks like a college student is smiling and holding a peeled peach, teasing a cute little girl.

The little girl was like a puppy snatching food, staring at the peach, and kept jumping up, stretching out her hand, wanting to snatch it.

But whenever she finally had to reach it, the boy always held the peach a little higher, which disappointed her expectations.

A middle-aged woman about forty years old, lying on the hospital bed, was watching the two frolic with a funny face.

Seeing that so many of them suddenly broke in, and all of them were not good, the little girl was like a frightened kitten, and with a "whoosh" sound, she shrank behind the young man, revealing only half of her little face, and secretly looked out uneasily.

The middle-aged woman's face also showed a look of panic.

Only the young man still maintained the previous smile on his face, and he couldn't see the slightest panic.

Hong Yinghao looked at the demeanor of the three of them, and his eyes were fixed on the young man's body, and he didn't take his eyes off for a long time.

The group of disciples under him have been wandering on the road for a long time, and they all have a very strong ruffian aura on their bodies.

If you were someone else, you would be a little uneasy to see so many underworld characters suddenly break in.

However, the young man looked as usual, and did not feel any nervous.

If it's not stupid to the extreme, then this young man has a very strong confidence in his own strength!

I believe that even in the face of his black-faced tiger Hong Yinghao and dozens of disciples under him, it is enough to deal with it easily!

Hong Yinghao looked at the young man with gloomy eyes, and he was almost certain that the kicker who seriously injured his son was the young man in front of him!

At this time, the middle-aged woman on the hospital bed asked him with some trepidation, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Hong Yinghao took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "I am Feihan's grandfather, Hong Yinghao. ”