C8 I'sll teach you for your dad

I'll teach you for your dad

When Dong Wenfeng's voice came out, everyone was stunned. They all looked at him with incredulous expressions.

However, Dong Wenfeng did not care about everyone's gazes, even the wide-eyed Fang Ying. Instead, he walked over to his aunt who was covering his face with her hands, staring blankly at him.

"Auntie, does it hurt?" Dong Wenfeng asked with a pained but warm tone.

"You … You. "You are..." Dong Fang's eyes widened, she had actually already recognized Dong Wenfeng, but she did not dare believe it.

She could not believe that the person who suddenly appeared in front of her was her nephew who was once doted upon and treated like her own son. Growing, growing taller, growing darker. But his eyes were still so clear!

"Aunt, I'm Wen Feng!" In front of his aunt, Dong Wenfeng was incomparably gentle. His mother died early, and aside from his father, the person who cared for him the most was his aunt. In his heart, his aunt was not only his aunt, but also had an even more important position.

"Wen Feng, it's really you …. "It's really you …" Dong Fang excitedly touched Dong Wenfeng's face, and tears unconsciously flowed out from his eyes. She looked up and down, and kept on repeating the words "it's really you", almost incoherently.

When she first heard that the old man had called Wen Feng back today, she quit her job and rushed over early in the morning. However, he did not notify anyone, even Dong Bicun did not know.

She wanted to see how the Dong Clan would treat her nephew. If they treated him badly, she would bring him away even if she had to disobey the old man's orders.

"Wen..." "Wen Feng …" Dong Bicun muttered, staring at the dirty young man in a daze.

He was sure that the feeling of familiarity he felt from seeing this young man was not wrong. This young man was really the son of his big brother.

"Dong Wenfeng? Are you really Dong Wenfeng? " The one who had the fastest reaction was Dong Xinhao. When he saw Dong Wenfeng, he became completely furious, and said furiously: "Dong Wenfeng, since you're really here, then it can't be any better!"

However, Dong Wenfeng ignored him, and gently pulled his aunt to the side of the sofa, allowing her to sit.

"Auntie, I'll take care of everything from now on. Aunty, don't worry." He smiled.

Seeing the confident look on his nephew's face, although Dong Fang was a little worried, he still subconsciously nodded his head.

Dong Xinhao furiously snorted, pointed at Dong Wenfeng, and coldly spoke: "Dong Wenfeng, since you have seen everything that happened just now, you should be clear about it. The cooperation between the Dong Clan and the Fang Clan will be a trend, and the marriage between you and Ren Ke is not suitable at all. Your family has always been nurturing you in the army, and now that they want you to contribute a little to their family, I don't think it will be too difficult? "

Dong Wenfeng straightened his body, like a straight spear, full of killing intent.

At this moment, he was truly angry. If this Dong Xinhao wasn't his own cousin, then if it was someone else, they would have already have their limbs crippled by him. Even so, no matter what happened today, he would never let this arrogant popinjay go.

"What, you still want to fight even after I say that?" Dong Xinhao sneered.

He was not afraid, with more than ten elite bodyguards behind him, he could totally disregard his older cousin.

"Wen Feng, listen to me." Dong Bicun saw Dong Wenfeng's cold eyes, he anxiously tried to explain, but was ignored.

Dong Wenfeng walked step by step until he was in front of Dong Xinhao.

Pow!

Ye Zichen slapped him in the face.

The slap came too suddenly, and was extremely ruthless, drawing blood from the slap, causing Dong Xinhao to lose consciousness from the pain.

"Wen Feng, you …" Dong Bicun's face changed.

Dong Wenfeng turned his head and stared at him, "This slap was in place of Aunt's. No matter what, you are my second uncle, I cannot hit you. I can forgive you for making trouble behind my back, but I can't forgive you for bullying my aunt. No matter how far aunt marries, she will always be a member of our Dong Clan. You don't have the right to hit her! "

"Dong Wenfeng, what's wrong? You just came back, and now you're going to rebel against the heavens? " Dong Bicun's face turned green, gloomy to a point that it was scary, being slapped in the face by his own nephew, he could no longer sit still.

What's more, the one being beaten was his son.

"Do you think that no one in this world can cure you?"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" At this moment, Dong Xinhao finally regained his senses. He faced the sky and roared angrily, then pointed at Dong Wenfeng: "What the hell are you guys still standing there for? Quickly cripple him!"

The bodyguards looked at each other, although they knew that this young man was the young master of the Dong Clan, they could only listen to the boss and surrounded Dong Wenfeng.

Seeing that, Dong Fang was annoyed, she immediately went forward and stood in front of Dong Wenfeng.

"Let's see who dares to touch my nephew!"

"Aunt, get out of my way." If I don't let him see why the flowers are so red today, how can I, Dong Xinhao, survive in the future? "

"How dare you!" Dong Fang opened his eyes wide.

"If you don't let me, I'll beat you up too!" Dong Xinhao pointed at Dong Fang with a sinister face. He had been completely enraged.

At this time, Dong Wenfeng lightly patted his aunt's shoulder and said softly, "Aunt, it's fine. I didn't expect that our Dong Clan had already fallen to such a state. You just watch from the side. Leave the rest to me. "

With that, he ignored Dong Fang's questioning gaze and pushed her out of the circle.

"Hmph hmph, Dong Wenfeng, you asked for it. "Don't say that I didn't take care of you as your younger brother!" Dong Xinhao laughed sinisterly, and roared: "Hit me!"

A dozen bodyguards immediately took action. They were all elites trained by the Special Forces, and were all extremely skilled.

At first, everyone thought that the situation was certain, but in the next moment, everyone was stunned. This group of bodyguards had also experienced what it meant to be terrifying.

This time, Dong Wenfeng did not hold back, his punch was much more ruthless than the bodyguards who fought against Zhao Qiqi. When a basic punch landed, it would either break the arm or the hand. Anyone who got punched in the stomach would immediately fall to the ground.

Some people were even knocked unconscious by his fist after it landed on their heads.

In less than a minute, all fourteen experts were beaten to a pulp by him. Not even a single one was able to stand.

"How can he be so fast..."

"What a terrifying power, why is his explosive strength so strong?"

These were the thoughts of all the bodyguards, as well as the few who were still awake

The eyes that he looked at Dong Wenfeng with were filled with fear, they knew that the young man had held back, if not … They were dead.

Coldly sweeping his gaze to the ground, under the dumbstruck expression of everyone, Dong Wenfeng walked in front of Dong Xinhao and slapped his temple, forcefully pressing his head down on the tea table, which produced a muffled bang.

Dong Xinhao's face was pale white, he was scared to the point of peeing, his lower body emitting the smell of urine. However, his cold and detached voice that made him tremble entered his ears in the next second.

"Since your dad can't teach you well, then I'll teach you well in his place."