Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

2Ye Wubing was lying in the middle of the rubbish heap. He felt a severe pain in his chest. It was as if he was being pressed down by a huge rock. It was difficult for him to breathe.     3

    

"Is he going to die? But I haven't gotten my revenge yet!"    

    

Pushed by the hatred, Ye Wubing moved his right hand, trying to move his body again.    

    

However, his injuries were too severe, and he couldn't even do this simple action.    

    

Although his body had already become like this, the pain was not even a fraction of what it was before. Because the memory was too painful, Ye Wubing didn't even want to think about it.    

    

At this moment, he even felt angry and wanted to give up.    

    

"Since I'm living in such pain, why don't I just die like this?"    

    

At this moment, he seemed to faintly hear a very familiar voice.    

    

"Ask your family head to come out!"    

    

A roar full of energy resounded in the courtyard, instantly startling the quiet night sky in the surroundings.    

    

"Cripple? Why does it sound like a cripple?" Ye Wubing suddenly had this thought, but then he laughed at himself. He felt that he must have been hallucinating.    

    

After this thought, Ye Wubing felt a wave of suffocation and fainted.    

    

"Who the hell are you?! Why did you come to the Hee family to cause trouble?!"    

    

In the courtyard, a few of the Hee family fighters surrounded them, looking at the man in the middle of the courtyard with disdain.    

    

"Hmph, how dare a cripple come to the Hee family to cause trouble? I think you're tired of living!"    

    

One of the men who looked like Small Captain sneered and attacked the cripple.    

    

"Let me tell you, Hee Qiong is in our hands. If I don't see your patriarch in three minutes, you won't be able to see Hee Qiong come back alive."    

    

Cripple stood there and roared. There was no fear in his eyes.    

    

The thug, Small Captain, stopped in his tracks. His eyes were filled with shock.    

    

"Did you kidnap our Young Lord? Hurry up and hand over Young Lord, or we'll beat you to death!"    

    

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" Cripple said coldly, "If we delay any longer, your Young Lord will die because of you!"    

    

Small Captain's expression changed drastically when he heard this. He could not afford to take this responsibility no matter what.    

    

He thought for a moment and said, "Just you wait. I'll go report to the family head. If you dare lie to me, I will definitely make you beg for death!"    

    

After saying that, Small Captain ran into the inner area of Hee's Compound in a panic.    

    

Normally, these thugs would not be so flustered. However, not long ago, they did receive news that something seemed to have gone wrong when Young Lord went out to attend a banquet.    

    

Now that someone had suddenly jumped out and said that he had kidnapped Young Lord, this hired thug naturally believed it.    

    

Not long after, an old man walked out of the courtyard. Although the old man looked very old, his movements and actions were very swift.    

    

The old man came in front of the cripple and sized him up. He paused on his leg for a moment before saying, "Who are you? What is your purpose?"    

    

"My brother entered your courtyard. What did you do to them?" Cripple immediately asked when he saw a person who seemed to be in charge.    

    

"Your brother? Who is your brother?" The old man frowned and asked.    

    

"My brother's name is Ye Wubing. He just entered your yard!"    

    

The old man looked at Small Captain, who was beside him. Small Captain immediately stepped forward and reported the situation of Ye Wubing's intrusion in a low voice.    

    

"Oh, I know. What do you want then?"    

    

The old man said with a calm expression, as if he didn't take Cripple seriously.    

    

"Hee Qiong is in our hands. Let me tell you. My brother's life is equal to Hee Qiong's. If anything happens to my brother, Hee Qiong will die for sure."    

    

Cripple held his phone tightly and said viciously.    

    

In fact, he did not have much confidence. Mo Nan had just taught him this. He did not know who Hee Qiong was, and he had never seen Hee Qiong before.    

    

"Oh, then do you have any keepsakes from Young Lord or any news about Young Lord? Let us have a look." The old man cupped his hands and said with a smile.    

    

"This..." Cripple suddenly had nothing to say. Even those words were said by Mo Nan on the phone. How could he take out any keepsakes at this moment?    

    

"Humph, where did this Tom, Dick and Harry come from? They also want to deceive me. Our Young Master is fine. You have miscalculated!"    

    

When the old man saw that Cripple could not take out anything, he immediately said with disdain. Then, he waved his hand at the thug beside him and said, "Beat him to death, then throw him together with the brother he spoke of!"    

    

Ring ring ring! ...    

    

At this moment, the phone in Cripple's hand suddenly rang.    

    

The old man noticed this anomaly and stretched out his hand to stop the fighters' movements.    

    

Cripple picked up the phone and answered two times. Then, he turned the volume to the maximum and pressed the public release button. Then, he placed the phone on the ground in front of him.    

    

"My brother, Cripple and Ye Wubing, if anything happens to them," he said. No one in Hee family will be left alive! "    

    

Mo Nan's voice came from the phone. His voice was not loud, but there was a trace of determination in it that could not be disobeyed.    

    

The old man narrowed his eyes and said to the phone in a deep voice, "Who are you? What a big tone. In Yanjing and Huaxia, no one dared to speak to Hee family like that! "    

    

"My name is Mo Nan." Mo Nan chuckled on the other side of the phone. He pressed Hee Qiong to the side of the phone and continued, "Whether I can do it or not, you will know after listening."    

    

"Manager Li, Manager Li, save me. I..." The voice stopped abruptly, as if someone had suddenly grabbed his neck.    

    

"Young Lord!"    

    

In an instant, the voice of the old man called Manager Li suddenly rose. Eight degrees, a few whirlwinds appeared out of thin air around him. The stones on the ground around him were pushed and rolled a few times.    

    

Cripple saw that. Cripple's face sank when he saw this. He had felt that this old man, who looked very old, was very dangerous. Now that he saw the old man's actions, he immediately confirmed his feelings.    

    

This old man was indeed an extremely dangerous person.    

    

"Go. Ask the hospital at home to send out the best doctors and nurses. You must protect Ye Wubing's life!" The old man waved his hand and said to Small Captain, the hired thug beside him.    

    

When Small Captain heard this, he immediately ran to a place in Hee's Compound. He did not dare to delay for a moment.    

    

After that, the old man looked at the phone on the ground. His eyes were filled with intense killing intent.    

    

"Mo Nan, right? No matter who you are, do you know the consequences of offending the Hee family?" The old man's voice was as cold as frost.