C22 Trouble

In a small corner of the hospital, three figures were sneakily hiding.

"Young Master, are we going to wait here?" a man in black asked.

"I told you to wait, where did all this nonsense come from?!" Zhang Yiming said impatiently.

The big man was immediately speechless. As a bodyguard, this was the first time he was so sullen. The young master had asked him to beat someone up, but he ended up hiding in a corner.

Zhang Yiming looked at the people coming and going in the hall, he was a little anxious and cursed in his heart, "Dong Wen Feng brat, did you know that I am here to take revenge on him? Otherwise, why would he not come out?!"

That day, when he went back, he naturally could not take it lying down, and went to find someone to investigate Dong Wen Feng's identity.

However, he was greatly surprised. He did not expect that this bumpkin was from the Dong Clan!

This made Zhang Yiming a little hesitant. Compared to the Dong Clan, the Luo Feng Group was still lacking a bit.

He thought for a long time and came up with a method that he thought was perfect for both sides.

Sap!

Thus, he found two bodyguards with pretty good skills and hid in a small corner, waiting for Dong Wen Feng to come out, and then beat him up severely.

As long as he didn't show his face, no one would ever know that he was the one who ordered it!

Zhang Yiming was impressed with his tact, but Dong Wen Feng was not as cooperative. He had been waiting for over an hour, and there was still no sign of!

Right at this moment, over twenty burly men holding steel tubes entered his sight, mixed in with a familiar figure.

"Brother Sheng! Brother Sheng! " Zhang Yiming waved to the other party.

When He Tiansheng heard the shouts, he looked back and forth. In a small corner, he saw Zhang Yiming's figure.

Why was Zhang Yiming here? He Tiansheng thought to himself.

Usually, when Zhang Yiming tried his best to befriend He Tiansheng, the relationship between the two could only be described with one word, repulsive!

"All of you, wait here!" He Tiansheng ordered, and walked towards Zhang Yiming without a care for the surrounding gazes that were filled with fingers.

"Yi Ming, why are you hiding here?" He Tiansheng sized up Zhang Yiming and asked, "What happened to the wound on your face? Who bullied you? Tell your brother, your brother will help you vent your anger! "

Zhang Yiming's face reddened, and stuttered: "Brother Sheng, don't mention it, if a person is unlucky, they would die from drinking cold water. Yesterday, I was beaten up by a bumpkin in the hospital, who do you think he was?!"

"Who is it?"

"Dong Wen Feng, I can't stand that kid from the Dong Clan who went to join the army. However, you should know that the Dong Clan is not something that our Luofeng Corporation can offend. I can only wait here for that brat to come out and beat him up!"

When he mentioned about what happened that day, Zhang Yiming felt a burst of anger. He looked at He Tiansheng, only then did he realize that his face was wrapped in bandages, and immediately asked with concern: "Brother Sheng, what happened to your face?"

The moment he said that, Zhang Yiming regretted it. With the combination of the big men from just now, how could he not understand that the other party was here to seek revenge?

However, he couldn't figure it out. In this Luo Chuan City, who would dare to beat He Tiansheng like that?! Wasn't the other party afraid of the He family's revenge?

He Tiansheng's face reddened as he said angrily, "What else can we do?! It's all because of that bastard Dong Wen Feng! "

[Brother in trouble!]

Zhang Yiming was startled for a moment, then the word appeared in his mind, as a cold smile surfaced at the corner of his mouth.

This brat was truly wild! Anyone would dare to hit him!

"Brother Sheng, you must definitely not spare this brat. You must let him know that Luo Chuan City is not a place where he can behave atrociously!" Zhang Yiming said hatefully.

"Of course, if I don't peel off this brat's skin this time, I won't have much of a last name!" He Tiansheng shared a common enemy.

"However, Brother Sheng, that kid is still a member of the Dong Clan. Isn't it a little inappropriate for you to go out of your way to seek revenge?" Zhang Yiming felt that he had to remind He Tian Sheng.

"A member of the Dong Clan? "Yi Ming, you don't understand the circumstances of the Dong Clan, the current Dong Clan is controlled by Dong Bicun, but Dong Wen Feng is a thorn in his side, a thorn in his flesh. If we were to denounce him in the past, not only would Dong Bicun not blame us, he would even thank us." He Tiansheng said with a cold smile.

"F * ck, if I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have hidden here!" Zhang Yiming said angrily.

Fuck, it's all because of that bumpkin Dong Wen Feng that I waited here for an hour in vain! I have to make him look good later on!

"It's alright, Yi Ming, you don't have to do anything with your people. These people that Big Brother brought are all good fighters. We have to properly loosen up that brat's muscles and bones!" He Tiansheng laughed out loud, as though he had already seen the scene of Dong Wen Feng being beaten to a pulp.

"I know you're angry, but there's nothing you can do about it. From now on, you have to help Wen Feng a little more." Dong Qizheng turned to look at Dong Wen Feng and said.

"Wen Feng, in the future, even if you are the head of the Dong Clan, you must show respect to your second uncle. He is your elder!"

"Dad, don't worry. Wen Feng is my nephew. I won't help anyone." Dong Bicun immediately agreed, but in his heart, he coldly snorted. He wanted to let this eldest nephew know, in terms of business, he was not that much of a trash! But he did not show it on his face, and smiled at Dong Wen Feng.

"Wen Feng, if there's anything you don't understand in the future, you don't need to trouble the old man.

"Then I'll be troubling Second Uncle."

Dong Wen Feng naturally knew of Dong Bicun's thoughts. The other party looked as if nothing had happened, and in his heart, he was afraid that he was already hating him.

"That's more like it. We're all in the same family, and we're so noisy for a little benefit!" Seeing the two of them getting along harmoniously, Dong Qizheng was very pleased. When people get old, it was all about family harmony, with children around their knees.

After this argument, Dong Qizheng felt mentally exhausted, his eyelids drooped down uncontrollably. He had just recovered after all, and his body was extremely weak, so he waved his hands at the crowd and said: "Alright, you all go back first. Wen Feng, help me send everyone off."

Everyone headed for the door. When they reached the main hall, a voice called out.

"It's that brat! Don't let him get away!"

Before he finished speaking, a group of big men rushed over with steel tubes in their hands. They surrounded everyone with a sinister smile on their faces.

Who are you people? "What do you want?!"

"Who are we? Hurry up and get out of the way! "

Everyone began to berate him.

At this time, two figures walked over. It was He Tiansheng and Zhang Yiming.