"What can you possibly do?"
In the old Ning Family ho, Ning Zhenyue instinctively looked up toward Lin Fan.
As an elder who had lived beyond the ripe old age of seventy.
His greatest fear was disharmony within the family.
"Have you forgotten that I possess dical skills? For such minor illnesses, I assure you, he will soon stand and walk again. Would that not ease the situation?"
Lin Fan said confidently.
"Yes, yes, yes... Lin Fan’s dical skills are extrely sophisticated. Let him examine Chang Feng."
Ning Zhenyue slapped his thigh, only just rembering this option.
He quickly said to Ning Bingcai.
"Dad, you’re being muddled. Chang Feng was crippled by him, and now you’re letting him treat the illness. He might deliberately kill Chang Feng, and I absolutely won’t allow this to happen!"
Ning Bingcai frowned, saying angrily.
"You’re really strange. Your son might end up paralyzed, yet you refuse to use soone who could heal him. Could it be the illness is feigned?"
Lin Fan, with his hands in his pockets, slowly walked towards Ning Bingcai.
He was all too clear about his own limits.
That’s why as soon as he entered the room, he knew Chang Feng was faking his illness.
"You’re talking nonsense. Who would pretend to be disabled for no reason? Stop pretending to be compassionate here, you murderer. You must take responsibility. If I don’t get an explanation today, this isn’t over!"
Ning Bingcai flatly denied the accusation.
Now that they can’t treat him, let’s see how he could argue his way out.
"Explaining this is no problem. Look, what is this!"
Lin Fan pointed with a smile to a wooden stake standing nearby.
This was originally a solid log that had been carved with various patterns.
Placed in the corner, it also counted as a piece of art.
"What do you an?"
Ning Bingcai looked at the wooden stake, puzzled.
But before he could react, Lin Fan suddenly lifted his foot to sweep at the wooden stake.
His movent was as fast as the wind, his force as fierce as thunder.
With a loud crash.
The originally solid wooden stake was kicked into two pieces by Lin Fan.
Everyone gasped as they watched the wooden stake fall to the ground.
This was solid wood.
Kicked into two pieces by one blow.
If kicked on a person, wouldn’t it kill them outright?
"You’re being utterly arrogant... this is the Ning Family... and yet you dare to be violent... what you are doing is... threatening ... alright, kill now... kill our whole family if you dare... otherwise, I won’t let this go!"
Ning Bingcai gritted his teeth and roared in anger.
It’s no surprise that a father who had raised a good-for-nothing son.
Was also notoriously stubborn.
Especially since he was certain Lin Fan wouldn’t dare to make a move against him in front of Ning Zhenyue.
Stubbornly stiffening his neck, he glared fiercely at Lin Fan.
"Don’t be nervous, I, of course, wouldn’t kill anyone. Do you believe that this is also a way to heal?"
Lin Fan, smiling, patted the wood dust off his leg.
His words left everyone bewildered.
"What kind of doctor are you... healing with that... do you think I’m a three-year-old?"
Ning Bingcai obviously didn’t believe Lin Fan’s nonsensical claims.
If breaking a wooden stake could heal,
then everyone in a martial arts school would be a Divine Doctor.
"Lin Fan... don’t be rash!"
Behind him, Ning ngyao also worriedly tugged at his sleeve.
He wasn’t just speaking out of anger, was he?
"I’m not being rash, and I’ll tell you more, I can revive the dying. If you’re so skilled, don’t hide."
After flashing a mysterious smile at Ning ngyao, Lin Fan then turned to look at the bewildered Ning Zhenyue.
"Grandpa, watch carefully, I’ll have Chang Feng bouncing back to life in no ti."
Not giving everyone a chance to react,
Lin Fan’s voice had barely ended when he suddenly dashed towards Chang Feng a few ters away.
As fast as it was, Ning Bingcai was too late to react.
He wanted to reach out and stop Lin Fan, but it was already too late.
Lin Fan had already arrived in front of Ning Changfeng like a gust of wind.
"Laozi cured your illness!"
His right foot lifted, with a fierce wind howling.
This kick was aid directly at Ning Changfeng’s head.
Lin Fan had already shown his powerful kicking force just now.
If it really hit, Ning Changfeng would certainly die on the spot.
"Bang!"
A loud boom sounded.
Everyone instinctively closed their eyes.
It seed as if they had already witnessed the grueso scene of Ning Changfeng’s blood splattering on the spot.
"You... you’re killing soone!"
Ning Bingcai, who had his line of sight blocked by Lin Fan.
Looked terrified at the wheelchair now smashed into pieces.
And the shattered plaster on the ground.
He just felt his head spinning.
"Didn’t I say I could magically heal? Look at your son, his illness has suddenly improved, and now he runs faster than a rabbit."
To everyone’s surprise, Lin Fan even smiled and turned to the side.
Ning Zhenyue and Ning ngyao could see this mont too.
Ning Changfeng, who had just claid he would be in a wheelchair for life and had his limbs in plaster, had already run several ters away.
He looked apprehensively at the wheelchair scattered on the ground.
Had he not run fast, that kick would have definitely taken his life.
"Dad... Look at this guy... He’s utterly lawless... he’s trying to kill Chang Feng!"
Ning Bingcai quickly turned his head and said to Ning Zhenyue.
At this mont, Ning ngyao had already walked over.
With her arms crossed, she said with a sneer.
"Uncle, didn’t you just say he’d be in a wheelchair for life? With that speed, it’s a pity he’s not an athlete, considering his talents!"
"You... don’t change the subject... He’s trying to kill soone, who wouldn’t run!"
Ning Bingcai was montarily rendered speechless, only able to argue weakly.
But Ning Zhenyue had already seen through everything.
"Bingcai, shut your mouth. I don’t want to hear your nonsense anymore."
"Dad, it’s not like that... Chang Feng really was beaten... although not that severely, but he was indeed seriously injured, look, several of his teeth were knocked out..."
Su Bingcai tried to continue to argue.
"Getting a few teeth knocked out is his own bad luck, he’s already been removed from our family records, he’s not one of us anymore. Going to the company to cause trouble, doesn’t he deserve to be beaten? Consider this a lesson for him. If there’s a next ti, don’t co looking for ."
Ning Zhenyue finished speaking and turned toward the inner hall.
This farce had truly been a rollercoaster for his heart.
"Did you hear what grandpa said? Consider it a lesson for him. If there’s a next ti, I guarantee he will suffer a hundred tis more than he pretended just now. Now you guys can leave, or I guarantee you’ll all leave in wheelchairs!"
Lin Fan walked past Ning Bingcai with a cold sneer.
He reached out and wrapped his arms around Ning ngyao’s waist.
No longer paying attention to these fools.
"Your martial arts are really amazing, to be controlled so precisely."
Ning ngyao secretly gave a thumbs up, full of admiration.
"I didn’t control it, that was my full force, it’s just that he dodged quickly."
Lin Fan shrugged.
"You didn’t control it... then what if he really couldn’t dodge?"
Originally, everything seed ticulously calculated by Lin Fan.
But now, it seed not so.
Ning ngyao couldn’t help but ask curiously.
"If he couldn’t dodge, then he would just die here. I just took a gamble, and it looks like I won."
Lin Fan winked mischievously.
His last kick, that was ant to kill.
Unfortunately, Ning Changfeng had really run away.
"You’re really aweso, as a reward, you get to sleep on the bed tonight!"
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