The courtyard of Zhang's mansion with floors and pavilions, outside the wide gate of carved beams and pillars, is surrounded by Zhang's family at this moment.

Among them, Zhang Ling, who was lying on the ground, closed his eyes slightly, stared at the door, and wondered why no one had come out yet, could it be that his father who was protecting his shortcomings on this continent was not at home at this time? No, someone went in in a panic to report, indicating that there was a drama.

Zhang Qing, who had a blue nose and swollen face on the side, and Zhang Fei'er, who was supporting him, the former was full of anger, and the latter was puzzled, looking at Zhang Ling lying on the ground together.

"A few masters, let us go, this matter has nothing to do with us, it was all made by Young Master Zhang Qing. ”

The four little followers who were surrounded by Zhang's Mansion saw that the scene was getting more and more wrong, and hurriedly found an excuse to exonerate themselves, but they didn't choose to say anything.

Zhang Qing's originally ugly face was even more purple and black at this time, if it weren't for the slightest weakness on his body, Zhang Qing would have to beat these four useless wastes here.

"I don't know if you did it, but you must have made a big deal. ”

A big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist said angrily, so frightened that the four of them trembled in place.

"Ling'er!!"

A moment later, in Zhang's mansion, hundreds of people followed Zhang Chen, who was running fast, and surged from the mansion.

The mansion surrounding Zhang Ling and the others spread a long path for Zhang Chen.

During the running, Zhang Chen's expression was so anxious, he didn't care about the image of his patriarch, and after seeing Zhang Ling lying on the ground, he knelt directly beside Zhang Ling, and carried spiritual power with both hands, which was continuously transported into Zhang Ling's body.

Is this the father?

Zhang Ling's eyes narrowed into slits, spying on Zhang Chen, who was anxious, his eyes were full of mixed feelings, and he was very anxious.

In the depths of Zhang Ling's memory, there is a contour of this father's appearance.

But when we really met at this time, this familiar and affectionate face seemed to awaken Zhang Ling's heart, which had already felt cold and desperate for his loved ones, again.

"Who's ruthless?"

Zhang Chen was like a tiger that broke free from the chains, fierce and vicious, released all the spiritual power on his body, pointed to the bone knife on Zhang Ling's shoulder, and turned his head to ask Zhang Qing beside him.

The feeling of oppression like a boulder pressed Zhang Qing directly to the ground, this was the first time he saw Zhang Chen, the patriarch who had always been kind-hearted, so angry.

The awe-inspiring murderous aura shrouded this area, Zhang Qing was frightened, and tears burst out of his eyes, if it weren't for the fact that his brain still had a trace of reason, he was afraid that he would be like Zhang Ling when he was demented, crying for his father and calling his mother.

In normal times, Zhang Chen would only treat this as a child's play, and at most he would scold Zhang Qing for a few words.

But the bone knife that was inserted in his son's body, and Zhang Chen gave Zhang Qing as a gift, directly made his tiger body tremble.

At this moment, he didn't directly beat Zhang Qing, which is already the greatest reason for Zhang Chen now.

"Zhang Chen, what are you going to do!!"

Zhang Shinan's father and son, who were one step late, saw Zhang Chen so chaotic and angry with his grandson, even if he was the patriarch, he Zhang Shi Nan would never agree.

"What am I going to do? You two roll over there and see, what is this?"

After Zhang Chen saw the old and the big one come out together, he directly pointed the finger at the two of them and scolded them.

Zhang Shinan, father and son, who were walking slowly behind, saw the bone knife inserted in Zhang Ling's body, and their hearts suddenly felt like stagnant water.

The surrounding Second Elder Zhang Shuiliu and the Third Elder Zhang Yihuo, who had been silent in the hall just now, also shook their heads and lamented after seeing the bone knife, and the latter was furious.

As the great elder, Zhang Shinan, the strict family rules in the family, he remembered that the melons were ripe since he was a child.

One of the most severe is to use force against a clan member in private to injure or disable him, and at least exile him to work in the industry of the first-line clan for ten years, or abolish the cultivation and expel him from his home.

If Zhang Ling, who was covered in blood on the ground, was really dead, his genius grandson would be able to die that day.

Thinking of this, I looked at my baby grandson who was kneeling on the ground with swollen cheeks and was extremely distressed, Zhang Qing.

Zhang Shinan's aura suddenly flowed backwards, his chest was tight, a mouthful of red blood came out of his mouth, and his body withered like a dead plant.

"Dad, are you alright...... Qing'er tell her father, what the hell is going on?"

Zhang Muyi hugged the languishing Zhang Shinan, and angrily asked Zhang Qing who was kneeling on the ground.

Zhang Qing was desperately shaking his head as swollen as a pig's head at the moment, his tongue was not straight, he endured the swelling and pain of his lips, and explained: "He's not dead...... Not me...... Not me. ”

Seeing that Zhang Qing was so uncomfortable, Zhang Fei'er frowned, and her delicate lips opened slightly to help Zhang Qing explain: "Uncle Patriarch, it's not Brother Qing......"

"Shut up, Fei'er, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

The second elder, who was stiff, glared at Zhang Fei'er fiercely, forcibly interrupted her words, and stepped forward to pull her aside, not wanting to drag his granddaughter down the mud pond because of Zhang Qing's extremely stupid behavior to share Zhang Chen's anger.

Zhang Ling, who was lying motionless on the ground, looked at Zhang Fei'er, who was protecting Zhang Qing everywhere in front of him, and sighed silently in his heart, feeling worthless for himself who grew up in the Demon Spirit Continent.

The first time Zhang Chen transported his spiritual power, he actually knew Zhang Ling's current physical condition well.

Zhang Ling was only suffering from skin trauma, and he was pretending to be dizzy, otherwise how could Zhang Chen reprimand Zhang Shinan's family here and not rescue Zhang Ling.

However, at this time, it is indeed a rare opportunity to suppress the arrogant Zhang Shinan family.

"Don't worry, Ling'er, Dad will give you an explanation. ”

Zhang Chen put away the soft gaze of licking the calf, and sorted out the torn clothes for Zhang Ling.

When tidying up, I saw that the handle of the knife on Zhang Ling's shoulder had changed its position with the neatness of the clothes, and a trace of doubt flashed in Zhang Chen's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

This kid was beaten again, there is no doubt about this, in the past five years, Zhang Ling has been beaten at least three times a month in the academy, but he is still obsessed with the yearning for the academy, so Zhang Chen doesn't know how to stop his behavior, so he can only let him mess around.

Strange to say, no matter how demented he behaved outside, as soon as he entered the school, he would sit at the table that belonged to him and no longer say or act anything.

On the premise of not interfering with the learning of other students, the college reduced Zhang Ling from the original promotion class to the kindergarten class of seven or eight-year-old children.

In the final analysis, the main reason why Zhang Lingneng stayed in the academy was because the academy did not dare to provoke the Zhang clan's top position in Via City, and Zhang Chen's countless pressures on his back.

Whenever everyone in the family thinks that as the patriarch, they should devote themselves to their careers and work hard for the Zhang family, and should not work hard for a waste son, Zhang Chen will always lash out at them with actions.

The grand goal of carrying forward the family, he carried it and tried every means to protect his son, who had become a wasted man, and he did it correctly, this is him Zhang Chen.