Urban Super Dude

At this moment.

Dong family manor.

A black Land Rover parked outside the manor, and then Dong Wensheng got out of the car.

In the past two days, he went to Wuying Sect, and after running around for dozens of hours, he finally returned to Jiangbei.

"Master, how is the situation? Has the Wuying Sect expressed anger towards our Dong family?" A subordinate stepped forward to greet him and asked in a low voice.

"Um."

Dong Wensheng nodded and said with an ugly expression: "The Great Elder of Wuying Sect blamed our Dong family for not being well-informed and not reporting Su Xuantian's strength in advance, which resulted in the death of Ninth Elder Ge Ping."

"It's too much. Ninth Elder Ge Ping came to Jiangbei with the purpose of killing Su Shenbing. Su Xuantian just happened to appear in the Jiumen Black Market." This subordinate gritted his teeth and said: "Master, the Wuying Sect is so unreasonable and is clearly shirking responsibility. .”

"Okay, I have used half of the Dong family's assets to appease the great elder of the Wuying Sect."

Dong Wensheng said calmly: "Don't mention this matter again in the future. After all, our Dong family is just a subsidiary force of the Wuying Sect. Without the Wuying Sect, our Dong family will be unable to move forward in Jiangbei."

"Yes." The subordinate responded respectfully.

"Hey, most of the wealth that you have worked hard to accumulate for many years will be lost because of a trivial matter. This is the tragedy of being a family affiliated with a sect."

Dong Zikun sighed. It could be seen that he was very helpless, but he had no idea what to do.

For the Dong family, the Wuying Sect is a behemoth. Let alone an elder-level figure, even a random disciple can destroy the Dong family.

Therefore, in front of Wuying Sect, Dong Wensheng felt deeply powerless and could only work hard to please, without even daring to show any dissatisfaction.

The Wuying Sect simply did not kill the goose to lay the eggs and left half of the assets to the Dong family, otherwise the Dong family would have ceased to exist.

"Being with a king is like being with a tiger. The fate of the Dong family is always in the hands of a force that demands too much. This feeling is too uncomfortable."

Dong Wensheng sighed again, and then stopped thinking about it. His eyes fell on the subordinate next to him and asked, "Is Zikun at home?"

"Not here."

The subordinate responded truthfully: "Master Zikun has been working hard to practice speaking recently. He was still at home just now, but now he went out to eat with the speaking teacher."

"Zikun is really a good boy. He never causes trouble and doesn't let me worry."

Mentioning his son Dong Zikun, Dong Wensheng showed a happy smile.

At this moment, the manor's housekeeper hurried out with his cell phone. When he saw Dong Wensheng, he said anxiously: "Master, Master Zikun called. He seems to have been beaten."

"What, how dare you hit my Dong Wensheng's son!"

When Dong Wensheng heard this, he suddenly became angry. He immediately took the phone and asked with concern: "Zikun, what's going on? Who hit you?"

"Dad, don't ask so many questions. I'm at Joseph's Restaurant. Please bring someone here quickly!" Dong Zikun said, his voice full of pain.

"Okay, okay, Zikun, wait for me!"

Dong Wensheng felt heartbroken when he heard his son's voice. He gritted his teeth and said, "No matter who it is, I want him to pay back a hundredfold!"

After hanging up the phone, Dong Wensheng didn't even return home. He took several Dong family masters and went straight to Joseph's Restaurant.

Dong’s Manor is not far from Joseph’s Restaurant.

The black Land Rover ran through the red light and arrived at Joseph's Restaurant in five or six minutes.

Dong Wensheng did not hesitate and led the Dong family masters directly into the restaurant.

"Whoever beats my son, come here and be punished!" Dong Wensheng shouted angrily as he stepped into the restaurant.

"it's me."

At this time, Su Yang did not move away from Dong Zikun's hand, and said coldly: "Master Dong, you are so arrogant."

"Young Master Su?"

Dong Wensheng's eyes fell on Su Yang, and his expression suddenly turned ugly.

In Jiangbei, there were not many people that the Dong family did not dare to offend, and Young Master Su happened to be one of them.

Both Su Qiankun and Su Jinguo are famous figures.

Su Jinguo, in particular, doted on Young Master Su so much that almost no one in Jiangbei dared to touch Young Master Su, and Dong Wensheng was no exception.

"Dad, help me!" At this time, Dong Zikun was lying on the ground crying for help.

"Zi Kun!"

Seeing his son's miserable appearance, Dong Wensheng met Su Yang's gaze and gritted his teeth and said: "Young Master Su, Zikun has no enmity with you, why did you hit him?"

"No injustice or enmity?"

Su Yang smiled coldly: "Haha, even if there is no grievance or enmity, I just want to torture him. Is there any problem?"

"you!"

Dong Wensheng's expression darkened, and there was a flash of resentment in his eyes, but he turned around and said: "Young Master Su, no matter what Zikun did wrong, I will apologize to you for him. Let's forget about today's matter. You show your noble hand and go around." Him once.”

Su Yang stared at Dong Wensheng, half-smiling but not smiling: "Is this your attitude of apologizing? Have you ever seen someone stand apologizing?"

"Su Yang, don't go too far. After all, I am also your uncle's generation. Even if you are your father, you still have to treat me with some kindness." Dong Wensheng said in a deep voice: "Enough is enough!"

"hehe!"

Su Yang sneered twice and didn't take Dong Wensheng seriously at all. He even crushed Dong Zikun's wrist in front of Dong Wensheng and kicked Dong Zikun away.

"ah."

Dong Zikun screamed repeatedly, his body slid on the ground, his clothes on his back were torn, and he fainted from the pain.

"Zi Kun!"

Dong Wensheng hurriedly stepped forward, caught Dong Zikun, and then ordered: "Come here, quickly, take Zikun to the best hospital in Jiangbei!"

"yes!"

A Dong family master quickly carried Dong Zikun on his back.

"Young Master Su, today's dispute has been settled. Let's wait and see!"

Dong Wensheng dropped a word and was about to take people out of Joseph's Restaurant.

"Stop!" Seeing this, Su Yang said coldly: "Did I let you go?"

"Su Yang, what else do you want?"

Dong Wensheng added with an unkind expression: "Don't bully others too much. Our Dong family can gain a foothold in Jiangbei and we are by no means soft persimmons."

"If you press forward step by step and don't save face for the Dong family, then I don't mind breaking up with your Su family!"

When Su Yang heard this, he smiled playfully and said: "Haha, with the support of the Guwu Sect behind you, you are so tough."

"Um?"

When Dong Wensheng heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and he pretended not to know: "Humph, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

"Stop pretending."

Su Yang stared at Dong Wensheng and sneered with a sullen face: "The person who attacked my father in the Jiumen Black Market a few days ago was from the Shadowless Sect behind you, right?"

"You, how do you know!" After hearing what Su Yang said in such detail, Dong Wensheng broke his guard instantly.

"Your son Dong Zikun told me personally." Su Yang smiled.

"What!"

Dong Wensheng's expression froze, and he gritted his teeth and looked at the unconscious Dong Zikun with hatred.

Previously, he was complacent that his son did not get into trouble, but now he was dumbfounded.

This is crazy, if you don't mess with it, it will be amazing!