Feng Mang by Chai Jidan (English Translation: COMPLETED)

CHAPTER 189

As soon as the voice dropped, the two bodyguards were wrapped up.

Only, there was no woven mat this time and instead a transparent mat was used  so that the expression of the two bodyguards can still be seen.

There were more than a dozen Lianjiazi in the room yet Wang Zhongding did not think it was troublesome to do the task himself.

(Lianjiazi = a Beijing dialect for people who practice martial arts)

Since it was only withstanding the force of the opposite person, the two bodyguards were sincerely convinced so they agreed. They basically did not take him seriously. They think that people like them, who has been in the trade for many years and who have accompanied fists and kicks all they long, can surely take the hits of a literary person.

Later, they realized they were completely mistaken... Each and every gentleman is a bandit in their bones.

The mentality of Wang Zhongding's attacks was indifferent and unyielding, the attacks themselves were savage and ruthless, and his technique was extremely heinous.

A single punch on the abdomen causes the five internal organs to hurt, yet no trace would be left on the body. A single kick in the crotch will give a pain index that is practically at the limit of human endurance, yet the goods are still in good condition...

Imagine it, two tall, stout and burly men curled up inside transparent mats with both their hands and feet tied. They were struggling and begging for forgiveness, but they were all useless. Bodily fluids violently flowed down their eyes, nose and mouth while over a dozen people around them watched. What humiliation!

Still more unbearable is the indeterminate time.

The violence will continue as long as there's no scar.

They can only root for Wang Zhongding exhausting himself.

In the end it was an emergency call from Han Dong that rescued them.

Wang Zhongding's complexion immediately changed after he finished listening.

"Wait for me. I'll be there right away. You must make sure that the doctors do everything they can to preserve the life of the child."

It's not only to save a life but also to expose the ugly face of the old man!

By the time Han Dong carried Yi Lu out of the car, the seat cushion was covered in blood mixed with a red viscous substance. Yi Lu's breathing was faint and her face was completely bloodless.

In fact, Han Dong at that moment had already foreseen the final outcome yet he still used the quickest speed to deliver Yi Lu to the hands of the doctors and nurses.

A short moment later another unfamiliar man hurried over. He was also hovering outside the ER like Han Dong, but his attitude is completely the opposite. One is praying for a miracle to happen while the other is thinking of strangling this miracle.

Ultimately, God still did not open the net.

(Open the net = metaphor for being generous and kind, treating people who makes mistake with leniency)

Under the curse of his biological father, the life road of this child who barely reached three months has ended.

Wang Zhongding had just arrived when the doctor announced the outcome.

Han Dong ruffled his hair and took out a cigarette, a hint of heaviness pseen on his back.

"They couldn't save your little sister."

Wang Zhongding asked: "How did you know it was a girl?"

"I heard her talk to me just now. She said she will follow her father's footsteps in committing evil after she's born so she dare not come to this earth!"