Chapter 872: Feng Zhanheng's Thunder Wrist (Asking for Subscriptions, Rewards)

At this time, Feng Shaocheng was panicked. r?anw?e?nｗ?ｅｎ`ｃｏｍ

I'm already worried about this calf, but the spine has been broken by this girl, and now I have to operate on myself?!!

This...... What the hell, what kind of heart does he have?!

There are always people who want to harm me!!

"No!No!I'm going to the hospital, I don't want you to treat me!You get out of the way~~"

Feng Shaocheng was almost crazy, slapping and throwing his hands with his teeth and claws.

Du Tem even scratched a few pieces of turf, and his fingernails were full of grass clippings.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is a trickster known as the jade-faced little flying dragon!!Treating you is a blessing from your eight lifetimes!" Ji Chang stretched out his hand and slapped Feng Shaocheng on the cheek.

Ya, don't be ignorant.

Ordinary people beg the lord to treat him, but the lord still depends on the mood!

Don't be so cheap, sell well!

Ji Chang suddenly whipped Feng Shaocheng so that the blood at the corners of his mouth flowed, and the blood on his face became even more hideous, but he shouted vigorously, "Don't, Lao Tzu doesn't want you to treat him, Lao Tzu wants to go to the hospital ......"

"Noise!"

Ji Chang really couldn't stand a big man crying like this, like a shrew, a silver needle pierced the top of Feng Shaocheng's head, and Feng Shaocheng couldn't move immediately.

Just stared at Ji Chang with wide eyes, and his bloody face was full of horror.

It's even more terrifying than seeing the demons of hell.

Ji Chang fiddled with the scalpel with an interesting smile on his face: "Have you ever heard of the word Ku Ding Xie Niu?

"Don't, I don't want to know the bullshit!" Feng Shaocheng widened his frightened eyes and shouted loudly.

Seeing Feng Shaocheng's aggrieved appearance of desperately trying to shake his head and refuse, but he couldn't move, Ji Chang rubbed the scalpel twice on his face, "Don't worry, it hurts, it will definitely hurt." But the master will make you unable to shout that it hurts. People don't all say, "As long as you don't cry out about pain, who knows you'll hurt, right?"

Ji Chang stabbed another silver needle into his neck, sealing his dumb hole, and then carried it with one hand and let him sit against the trunk of a green tree.

In Feng Shaocheng's frightened gaze, but he couldn't move or make the slightest sound, the scalpel in Ji Chang's right hand easily cut through his pants, revealing the man's vital point.

"it, it's like a No. 7 battery, and it's all nonsense! Why do you have a pinched face that shows up?~"

casually lowered his head and swept someone's crotch, revealing a touch of disdainful sarcasm, "That's it...... Even if it's swollen and then barbecued, you can't make half a tael of meat~~ It's useless to keep it!"

The knife fell, and a cold light swept through Feng Shaocheng's frightened gaze, Feng Shaocheng only felt that the sharp weapon seemed to be drawn on a piece of wood, wooden, without the slightest pain.

But I still couldn't help but howl in pain, but I could only have a mouth shape and couldn't make the slightest sound.

Seeing a piece of vital meat being cut off, Feng Shaocheng wanted to faint on the spot: Nima, Lao Tzu has become a eunuch!!

"Damn, your expression is too fake. The spine is broken, and the nervous system of the lower body has no sensation, you can feel pain! Shake a little master~~ Is it really self-styled to be a trick doctor's nickname?!"

Ji Chang glanced at Feng Shaocheng angrily, as if he was talking to two good friends, very leisurely, "Lao Tzu just let you feel what it's like to see your bones separate!!"

Then, Ji Chang's scalpel started from Feng Shaocheng's right leg and thigh, and Ku Ding's exquisite knife technique was used......

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In the front yard, it is impossible for Feng Zhanheng to let anyone leak the slightest news of Ji Chang's arrival, and if something so big happened to the Feng family, he must not leak the slightest rumor.

Otherwise, the Feng family is in danger!

The old man Feng Tu soon lost his breath, and his eyes were still wide when he seemed to be, obviously not blinking~~

Under Feng Zhanheng's strong threat, all the subordinates did not dare to say anything, Feng Zhanheng looked at the Feng housekeeper: "You are the steward of the Feng family for more than 20 years, and I am not a ruthless person like the old man, I will give you two choices: First, continue to stay in the Feng family and serve me." Zhan Heng will not treat the old man badly~~"

"Second, today's matter must not be leaked out of half a word, Steward Feng should understand!"

Feng Zhanheng's meaning is very clear, either work for me, or give you a decent death!

Even if he is loyal to the old man Feng Tu, but Feng Tu is dead, and his family is still working in the Feng family's business, if he doesn't follow the order, who knows if Feng Zhanheng will attack his family after taking power~~

Soon, Feng Zhanheng made a decision: "Maybe I can still do my last bit of afterglow for the new family owner! As long as the new family owner doesn't dislike it!"

Feng Zhanheng smiled with satisfaction, he still recognized Steward Feng's ability.

If he can be truly obedient, he will naturally like it. But if he doesn't submit, Feng Zhanheng is not a soft-hearted person, and Steward Feng is worried...... Not redundant!

His family will definitely suffer!

At least in life, it won't be as good as it used to be!

Feng Bingyuan saw that the situation was already like this, and he was also embarrassed in his heart.

Who would have thought that in a blink of an eye, his son would become the head of the family!

It is true that the old family master is his adoptive father, and even his adoptive father died at the hands of his own son, but blood is thicker than water, and the matter has come to this point, even if Feng Bingyuan blames his son again, he can only accept this fact.

At most, give the old man a beautiful funeral!

In the future, during the New Year's holidays, burn more paper money to repay his nurturing grace.

"Uncle, I'm sorry!"

Feng Zhanheng glanced at Feng Binghao, and then his face suddenly turned cold, "Come on, take him down for me!"

This is expected, as a father, Feng Bingyuan is not surprised at all.

Since his son has chosen so, he can't help it. Obviously, now is not the time to persuade.

"Feng Zhanheng, you eat things inside and out, the Feng family has raised you for so many years, you white-eyed wolf!!" Feng Binghao scolded and scolded, but he was still caught by those Feng family subordinates who had already returned to obedience.

Thinking that Mr. Ji had been in the backyard for a long time, Feng Zhanheng didn't know what was going on in the backyard to make Mr. Ji so anxious.

So, with a wave of his hand, he walked towards the backyard with Feng Binghao.

After all, Feng Binghao must not let go, otherwise, it will be a big trouble!

When Feng Zhanheng and his father Feng Bingyuan, as well as the Feng family and his uncle Feng Binghao, arrived at the gate of the backyard, they saw the wooden door in the backyard overturned to the ground, and they didn't have to think about it, they knew that something was really wrong in the backyard.

A group of people hurriedly rushed into the backyard and saw the ruthless chicken squatting on the lawn, and his hands were bloody under the illumination of the viewing lights on the lawn.

And there was a scalp-tingling scene in front of him, and everyone gasped.

Feng Binghao, who was pressed by the two Feng family subordinates, saw the fate of his son, and the whole person went crazy on the spot, and he broke free at once, shouting loudly: "You dismembered my son! Lao Tzu is fighting with you!!"