Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 1100 One Punch

Come over now?

Yin Jiangong hesitated, touched the gauze wrapped around his head, and looked down at the plaster on his foot. This image was seen by the scumbag man.

Wouldn't that be a joke?

But after waiting for so long, I finally got the Lin family's property, and I thought about how uncomfortable that scumbag must be.

He was already a little excited, and he made a decision in an instant: "I'm in the hospital, in the surgery department on the third floor. Come over now."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Lin Feng to ask any more questions.

Feng Yanbang was lying on the bed next to him, supporting himself with one hand. He wanted to sit up, but the slightest exertion of force on his arm caused a sharp pain in his chest bones. He had no choice but to continue lying there. "We are both injured. We can't fight anyone. How can we save your brother?"

Yin Jiangong frowned when he heard the word "brother": "Speak of my name from now on, I don't have a brother."

Feng Yan responded: "I understand. How do we save Lin Jianxiang?"

Yin Jiangong raised his eyebrows, and his confidence returned: "To deal with ordinary people, my hands are enough."

Feng Yan thought about it and it made sense. When facing an ordinary person who could only use muscle strength, Yin Jiangong would have to fight not only because he couldn't use one leg, but even if both legs couldn't move, he would have to sit in a wheelchair to fight.

Still a sure win.

"You're right, two hands are enough. If a fight breaks out, you must stay calm and don't attack rashly. Once you do, you must cripple your opponent with one blow.

Otherwise, if they start running, it will be difficult for us to catch up."

Yin Jiangong nodded: "You are right, I understand." The two of them lay on the bed and chatted for half an hour.

Lin Feng rushed over. When he entered the ward and saw Yin Jiangong injured, he was stunned: "You...what happened to you?"

Yin Jiangong knew this question would come up, so he said coldly, "When practicing martial arts, it's inevitable that there will be bumps and bruises. It's just a small matter."

Lin Feng frowned anxiously and said, "It looks a bit serious. Your health is more important. Let's put the matter of saving your brother aside for now."

Yin Jiangong said coldly: "Do you care about me?"

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, I am concerned about you. You are my son, and this is blood ties."

Yin Jiangong said coldly: "How hypocritical, it is obviously because I will become the head of the Lin family that you dare not offend me.

Act out the love between father and son for me here."

Lin Fengji said with an awkward expression: "Let's not talk about this for now. Let's talk about saving your brother. Ye Changqing has locked your brother in a mental hospital. To save your brother, we must first defeat Ye Changqing.

You are injured now, so you definitely can't beat him. I think you should just forget it."

Yin Jiangong curled his lips and turned to look at the bedside table.

There was a kettle on the bedside table and a bottle of mineral water against the wall.

Yin Jiangong suddenly punched the mineral water bottle leaning against the wall.

puff~

There was a cracking sound.

The water in the bottle was squeezed out by high pressure, shooting out like a water arrow and landing on Lin Fengji's face.

Lin Feng closed his eyes in fright and screamed.

Seeing Lin Feng's anxious and embarrassed look, Yin Jiangong raised his lips and said, "Most people have practiced fighting techniques like Sanda or boxing.

If you punch a mineral water bottle, at most the cap will fly off.

It is impossible to break the bottle because his strength is too weak, far inferior to that of a martial artist like me.

I say this to tell you.

Even if I was injured, Ye Changqing couldn't withstand a single punch from me."

Lin Feng frowned anxiously and said, "Ye Changqing is really good at fighting. I'm worried that something might happen to you!"

Yin Jiangong looked at Lin Fengji coldly. He knew in his heart that this man would never worry about him.

He must have been speaking sarcastically, perhaps because he was worried that after rescuing Lin Jianxiang, he would take over the Lin family's property.

Thinking of this, he said coldly: “One punch, I will only throw one punch.

If I can't knock Ye Changqing down with one punch.

I don't want the Lin family's property anymore!" Lin Fengji suddenly became energetic: "That's what you said. I will contact Ye Changqing now."