lcionline Chapter 1419 This really doesn't seem like a family; they don't enter the same house as ea
Chapter 1419 This really doesn't seem like a family; they don't enter the same house as ea
The dean ignored the guard lying on the ground bleeding profusely and rushed to Xiaodao's side, smiling broadly as he spoke.
"Master Dao, what brings you here?"
At this moment, Chen Zhaodi also ran out of the car. When she saw that her son's head was covered in blood, she was so frightened that she cried and screamed desperately.
Xiao Dao remained expressionless, pointing at Huo Ting'en.
"This is my family member. Arrange for the best doctors and the best ward immediately. Make sure they cure me."
The dean nodded quickly and ordered the doctors and nurses to carry Huo Ting'en inside. Chen Sisi and Chen Zhaodi followed closely behind.
The remaining dozen or so burly men all looked at the leader when they saw this.
"Brother Wei, what should we do? Should we stop them or not?"
Brother Wei glanced at his brothers lying on the ground. He knew that the person in front of him was a tough nut to crack, but if they didn't fight, they would all be living off the Zhou family. If they angered Young Master Zhou Fusheng, they would probably never be able to get a single penny from the Zhou family again.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and waved his hand.
"Chop him up!"
The burly men mustered their courage, shouted, and pounced on Xiao Dao. To Xiao Dao, these guys, who were only slightly stronger than ordinary people, were no different from three-year-old and five-year-old children.
He showed no mercy, charging into the midst of the men, his short swords flashing in his hands. The martial arts instructors were dazzled by the sight. They were also martial artists, but their skills were all just for show. In movies, there is absolutely no such skill that draws blood with every strike and lands a punch.
Two minutes later, all the burly men were lying on the ground, clutching the blood gushing from their necks, too weak to cry out anymore. Only Brother Wei remained, his tendons in his hands and feet severed, lying on the ground like a starfish, watching in terror as the knife approached step by step.
Xiao Dao kept him around not out of pity, but because he wanted to find out Zhou Fusheng's whereabouts.
"What's your clan name? Where is Zhou Fusheng now?"
Wei Ge was convulsing. How could he not answer? His brothers were all dead, and the man in front of him was a ruthless killer.
“We’re not from any gangs. We’re the Zhou family’s guards. After we injured that kid, the butler was afraid of attracting the media, so he dragged the young master home.”
Just then, police cars arrived one after another, sirens blaring. Huo Jiali jumped out of the first car, her expression filled with anxiety. She looked in surprise at the haphazardly scattered bodies on the ground.
Huo Jiali walked around the dead body on the ground, grabbed Xiao Dao, and carefully examined him from head to toe. Only when she saw that he was not injured did she feel relieved.
Now, in Huo Jiali's heart, family comes second. She has never had a boyfriend, but she must have seen other people dating. Xiao Dao dotes on her meticulously every day, even hand-washing her underwear every day.
After carefully comparing all the men she had seen, she realized that even if all the men in Hong Kong were put together, they wouldn't be worth a single hair on Xiao Dao's head. Even Huo Jiali's parents didn't know that their daughter was purely love-struck.
Seeing that her fiancé was unharmed, not even scratched, Huo Jiali was relieved, and then she remembered her younger brother.
"Honey, is Ting'en alright?"
Xiao Dao shook his head, straightened Huo Jiali's hat, and said softly.
"Don't worry, I've checked. It's just a minor injury and a mild concussion. The doctor is treating it."
In fact, Huo Ting'en's injuries were very serious, but after drinking the water from the spiritual well, his body naturally began to recover.
Huo Jiali felt relieved, but frowned as she looked at the guards lying on the ground.
What's wrong with my husband?
Before Xiao Dao could speak, Brother Wei hurriedly called out.
"Madam, help! This is the man who killed all my brothers and severed my tendons..."
He was in so much pain that his head was buzzing and he had lost the ability to think, which is why he immediately went to complain to the police.
Huo Jiali kicked him impatiently in the temple, and Wei Ge's eyes rolled back, and he fainted with a groan.
This is truly a case of birds of a feather flocking together. When it comes to ruthlessness, Huo Jiali is no less ruthless than Xiao Dao.
Xiao Dao recounted the whole story in a low voice. Huo Jiali was so angry that her eyebrows furrowed. She waved her hand, and the uniformed policemen rushed over.
"Take all these guys to the cemetery, bury those who need burial, and find any doctor to examine the rest. Once they're healed, send them to an outlying island."
Wei Ge has fainted. If he were awake, he would faint again.
Huo Jiali, carrying a small knife, approached the martial arts masters and said with a smile.
"Thank you so much for helping my brother. This is a small token of my gratitude. Please accept it."
With a wave of his hand, Xiao Dao's apprentice, who was driving, took a box of money from the trunk and ran over. Each of the dozen or so martial arts instructors received HK$10,000. The instructors were quite worldly-wise, but they had never seen anyone so generous. From then on, they were completely devoted to Huo Ting'en and obeyed his every word.
Xiao Dao's apprentice arrived with his family's guards. They escorted Xiao Dao and Huo Jiali to the operating room, where the doctor was taking off his mask and smiling as he spoke to Chen Zhaodi and Chen Sisi.
They heard footsteps, turned around and saw a large group of people coming over. As soon as Chen Zhaodi saw Huo Jiali, she immediately started crying again and grabbed Huo Jiali's hand and wouldn't let go.
“Ali, your brother’s face has been slashed so badly that the doctor said he’s disfigured. What are we going to do? He’s so young.”
Huo Jiali frowned. She had thought it might be serious, but not this serious. Chen Sisi took two timid steps forward and said softly.
"Big sister, it's all my fault..."
Huo Jiali patted Chen Sisi on the shoulder and forced a smile as she spoke.
"Don't be silly, what does this have to do with you? A woman's beauty is something she is born with, and that's not a reason for her to commit crimes."
Xiao Dao turned and went into the doctor's office, picked up the phone, and came out a moment later. He said to Chen Zhaodi and Huo Jiali.
"Young Master has already arranged for the most authoritative plastic surgeon in London to arrive. He should be here the day after tomorrow, so don't worry."
He turned to the doctor and said.
"What you need to do now is to take good care of Huo Ting'en's wound and wait for the plastic surgeon to stitch him up again."
The doctor happily agreed, and Chen Zhaodi and Chen Sisi stayed at the hospital to take care of Huo Ting'en.
Xiao Dao and Huo Jiali walked out of the hospital. Huo Jiali waved, and her subordinates next to the police car quickly ran over.
Huo Jiali said coldly.
"I need all of Zhou Fusheng's information and his whereabouts within an hour."
The policeman immediately stood at attention, saluted, and agreed. He then led his men back to headquarters to check the information.
Xiao Dao had taught his apprentice, he said in a low voice.
"I need all the information about Zhou Wenming Kunpeng Industry, including their stocks, how much wealth they have, who their best friend is, and what they care about most. I need it all in detail."