1094: C1094 Incurable Waste

C1094 Incurable Waste

"Scram, who do you think you are? It's your turn to meddle in my house. Let go of me!"

When Ou Zhiyuan reached out his hand, the young man immediately cursed.

To treat his father with such disrespect, how can he possibly be an uncle?

"Bastard, I told you to be silly!"

Ou Zhiyuan became even more furious. He grabbed the young man's shoulder and threw him onto the ground.

The youth was lying on the ground, screaming in pain. His legs were twisted in a frightening manner and had been crippled for many years.

According to Ou Zhiyuan, when he was still a teenager, Ou Zhifeng had forced his son to learn how to forge blades and armor from him.

However, when he pulled the sword, he fell into the fire, causing both his legs to be burnt. Even now, he could not stand up, and he had been crippled for many years.

He felt sorry for his son and searched everywhere for a doctor. Finally, he came to this forbidden area and stayed for a long time in the First Camp.

It was precisely because there was an old Profound Doctor here that he was confident in being able to cure his son's long term malady.

However, Old Profound Doctor had long since retreated and did not easily treat anyone. Even Guild Leader Ruan was not spared.

It was said that when Ruan Mingyao was severely injured, his subordinate was unable to subdue Wu Tie even after putting the saber on his neck!

"Ou Zhiyuan, you're just an old man. If you have time, go and take care of your daughter. Don't bother about me!"

The young man sat paralyzed on the ground, roaring in rage.

At this time, Ou Zhifeng walked over and carried his son onto a wheelchair. He then coldly waited for Ou Zhiyuan and pointed at the door saying with a stern voice, "Scram!"

"Alright, Ou Zhifeng, you're completely ruined now. You're still full of ambition and pride, but because of this hopeless beast, you forgot everything else. Since he broke the seal, you helped him with this evil, bringing that kind of woman back to mess around with him in this tent. Are you still the number one craftsman, Ou Zhifeng!?"

Tears rolled down Ou Zhiyuan's face as he spoke.

How could he bear to see his younger cousin live his life in a state of complete guilt and stupor just because of his self-blame for the past few years?

"You don't have to care about my matters, or you can lend me the Dragon Stone and cure your nephew's legs, or stop wasting your breath here!"

Ou Zhifeng ignored the other party and was about to push the wheelchair away, but he was blocked by Qin Feng's body.

Instantly, the atmosphere became extremely depressing.

Ou Zhiyuan also did not expect Qin Feng to make a move under such circumstances.

After all, his cousin's ambitions had long since vanished, and it was difficult for him to break through again.

It was no different from a cripple. To him, it was of absolutely no value.

"Ou Zhiyuan, let me warn you one last time. Take him away, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Ou Zhifeng stared coldly at Qin Feng with a hint of fierceness in his eyes. He also raised the alloyed war hammer in his hand.

"Ou Zhifeng, don't be so presumptuous. This is Qin Feng, my benefactor. If you dare to act recklessly, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Ou Zhiyuan rushed over in disappointment. He picked up a forged war blade and put it on the other party's war hammer while reprimanding it angrily.

Instantly, the two of them faced off, and a trace of the smell of gunpowder permeated the air.

"Humph!"

After a long while, Ou Zhifeng put down his hammer, pushed his wheelchair forward and was about to go around Qin Feng.

However, Qin Feng once again stepped across and blocked his path. His actions and actions were no different from shouting and provoking!

"A trash, even if I have to treat him, he is still a trash!"

Qin Feng stepped forward and grabbed at the young man on the wheelchair.

In a split-second, Ou Zhifeng swung his hammer, bringing up a howling gale.

It was aimed at Qin Feng's head.

Weng! *

Qin Feng ignored him completely. His hand landed heavily on the young man's leg and a buzzing sound came from above his head.

The formless Spiritual Force caught all the hammers. At that moment, a mass of fire rose up, but was hastily kept by Qin Feng.

It was because he did not want to expose his firework, because this thing had to be taken out at the best time to deter the two brothers.

After all, to craftsmen like Ou Zhiyuan and his brother, a treasure like the fire of salary, it was definitely a treasure that they yearned for day and night.

Ou Zhifeng was stunned. The other party clearly did not make a move. Just what method did he use to block his attack?

The formless barrier was still there. No matter how hard he tried, the hammer was still an inch above Qin Feng's head, unable to fall any further.

And at this moment, the youth in the wheelchair began to scream.

"Ah, let go of me. Don't touch my leg. It hurts, it hurts!"

The young man's scream woke Ou Zhifeng up from his shock.

A cold and cruel look instantly appeared on his face as he forcefully retracted his warhammer. Killing intent filled his voice as he shouted towards Qin Feng, "Who the hell are you? Let go of my son! Otherwise, I will take your life!"

"Who I am is not important. However, there is one thing that I want to ask you. Do you want me to cure your good-for-nothing son?"

The moment he said that, Ou Zhifeng was stunned. The fierceness on his face also slowly disappeared.

His son's leg was the most sensitive topic and also the most important one in his heart.

The moment Qin Feng asked him, he nodded without the slightest hesitation, and did not add any words, "My son … If you have a way to save him, I, Ou Zhifeng, will be your slave. If you can't save him, let's go.

After saying that, Ou Zhifeng's hand grabbed towards Qin Feng!

But at that moment, Qin Feng's backhand finger stabbed into the opponent's palm. A numbed numbness made Ou Zhifeng's arm lose its strength. It was as if it broke and hung limply on his shoulder.

At that instant, Ou Zhifeng finally saw Qin Feng's power. A serious expression emerged on his face, and his eyes also emitted dense killing intent.

Yes, he was prepared to go all out.

"Don't force me. If you dare to hurt a single hair on my son's head, even if I have to risk my life, I will drag you down with me into the underworld!"

Ou Zhifeng clenched his teeth tightly. His eyes were bloodshot as he dragged his warhammer, looking like he was about to go for broke.

It could be seen that he no longer had a way out. The only thing he wanted to live for was his crippled son that could not be saved.

"Ou Zhifeng.

Why are you still wasting your breath? I'm already in so much pain, and I still haven't chased him out.

At this moment, the young man on the wheelchair cursed in a bad mood. The twisted expression on his face was enough to make people hate him.0

His attitude towards his father was so vile that he didn't deserve to be called a human.

It was no wonder that he doted on a father like this, even playing him to death. He was so used to it that he had lost his human nature.

He couldn't even be compared to the landlord's son!

After Ou Zhifeng heard this, he dragged his hammer and rushed towards Qin Feng, but was stopped by Ou Zhiyuan.

"Are you crazy? Boss Qin is my benefactor, and he came this time to save your son. It's fine if he doesn't treat him, but you actually want to kill him. Ou Zhifeng, wake up!"

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