One person: I am standing behind you, but the whole Wei

An ancient house stands quietly at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by lush woods.

Its appearance is a little old, but it reveals a simple charm.

Approaching the old house, the first thing that comes into view is a heavy wooden door. The copper ring on the door has rusted, as if telling the vicissitudes of time...

A middle-aged man in a suit stood at the door, with a hint of anger in his eyes...

With his right hand, he unbuttoned one button of the white shirt under his suit to hide his angry expression, then slowly pushed open the door.

Suddenly, a pungent smell of blood hit me, and I looked inside the house...

The light in the room was a little dim, with only a few rays of sunlight shining through the window onto the ground. The room was not big and was filled with an old wooden bed and a few chairs.

There are several yellowed calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, giving people a feeling of tranquility and mystery.

A young man whose face was extremely similar to the middle-aged man was lying on top of him, his furrowed brows constantly indicating that he was having a nightmare!

When Feng Zhenghao was about to gently place his hand on Feng Xingtong's cheek, there was a very rough sound of the door opening...

I saw the shaky door crashing against the wall, and a young man with long orange hair walked in, fanned his nose and complained:

"Grandpa! What are you looking at Feng Xingtong for? He just hasn't beaten me before. It's useless!"

Feng Zhenghao looked over and hid the anger in his heart after hearing the harsh words...

Wang Bing noticed Feng Zhenghao at this moment, and said in a defiant tone:

"Hey! The Feng family's Patriarch is here too?"

As he spoke, there was a hint of provocation in his eyes.

Just an old dog and a puppy!

Grandpa really is like that too!

He said he wanted to see that loser Feng Xingtong!

I really don't know what's so good about it? Even if I hurt Feng Xingtong, what can he do to me?

I just rely on my Wang family to survive.

Feng Zhenghao listened to these sarcastic words and knew...

Wang Bing, this junior!

Although he said this verbally, it seemed to carry a strong sense of sarcasm when it came out of his mouth!

Just as I was about to speak, I saw a very fat figure emerging from the sun shining in through the window...

"Da da da..." the sound of a crutch was heard.

I saw that figure slowly walking out from behind Wang Bing, and his narrowed eyes suddenly burst out with a sinister aura...

He looked at Feng Zhenghao calmly and then said:

"Hehehe... Zhenghao is here too? My eldest grandson hurt your son, so I came here specially to see you."

The sarcastic words fell into Feng Zhenghao's ears, and the anger in his heart became even stronger...

But a gloomy look appeared on his face, and he waved his hand and said:

"Old man, what you said is wrong! Xingtong is just not as skilled as others... After all, a competition is just a competition."

No!

We have to wait a little longer!

After this Luotian Grand Ceremony!

The planning has really begun!

The humiliation and hatred I have suffered over the years!

I will definitely return it to you a hundredfold or a thousandfold!

Wang Ai listened to these extremely wrong words, and his lips, which had become dry due to old age, opened slightly...

Like an old fox, he said with a smile:

"Hehe...Is that so? We are just here to see Xingtong. After all, our two families should still be on good terms!"

As he spoke, he walked slightly closer to Wang Bing, looked at Feng Zhenghao and continued in a very calm tone:

"If my grandfather hadn't pleaded for your grandfather, your Feng family would have been besieged by other families."

When Feng Zhenghao heard this, he immediately showed an extremely embarrassed smile and said:

"Yes! Without you, there would be no Feng family today!"

Damn old fox!

I just want to put this matter behind me!

Even if the Feng family is now a vassal of the Wang family, they still hurt their own son!

It's just a brief mention!

Wang Ai walked forward slightly and slowly came to Feng Xingtong's bedside, looking at him constantly.

At this moment, a suffocating atmosphere suddenly appeared in the air.

Feng Zhenghao couldn't help but step forward slightly, and then said:

"Master Wang, Xingtong really doesn't have anything to do, so I won't bother you here."

What is this old beast Wang Ai going to do?

Is this old beast trying to take Xing Tong hostage?

Wang Ai twisted his body slightly and said with a heavy tone:

"I think your son is quite talented. Xiaobing is the same age as him... young people..."

When Feng Zhenghao heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly under his rimless round glasses...

The pair of big hands waved in the air nervously, and said with a slightly nervous tone:

"Grandpa! We can deal with this matter after Xingtong's injury gets better..."

Before Feng Zhenghao finished speaking, Wang Ai tapped the ground with his cane and said in a very calm tone:

"Your grandfather and my grandfather were close friends. Before he passed away...he repeatedly told me to take good care of the Feng family!"

As he spoke, Weiwei took a step forward towards Feng Xingtong's position, looked at the unconscious Feng Xingtong and continued:

"Now? Your son is injured, and my Wang family happens to have a hospital...it's very convenient to take care of him!"

"Besides... Xiaobing and Xingtong are both young people. If they hang out together, they'll have more topics to talk about."

"Isn't that right, Xiao Bing?"

After saying that, those sinister eyes glanced at Feng Zhenghao indifferently!

Feng Zhenghao!

Feng Zhenghao!

Don't think I don't know what you are going to do!

You want to use my grandson as a whetstone for your son!

Is he qualified?

Are you qualified?

Your grandfather used to kneel before my grandfather and beg him like a dog, but now...

Your son must also kneel in front of my grandson like a dog!

Feng Zhenghao forced a smile on his face and then said:

"Mr. Wang Ai, this is too much trouble for you. Xing Tong's injury... is just because he is not as skilled as others... really..."

Before Feng Zhenghao finished speaking again, Wang Bing stepped forward, put his hands in his pockets and said in a very arrogant tone:

"Uncle Feng, you can rest assured that Xingtong is by my side!"

As he spoke, he looked at Feng Xingtong on the bed with eyes like a jackal, and then said in a slightly heavier tone:

"I will take good care of him!"

Feng Xingtong, do you really think you can escape the fate of being a dog?

The father you so-called rely on is nothing but an old dog begging for shelter!

I will teach you well when I get back this time!

How to talk to the master!

I was born into this world!

I am the one who is favored by heaven!

This world was created to cater to me!

Money rights!

They were all derived for me!