Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

Zhuang Jian, who was kneeling on the ground, had both his legs and knees pierced by Meng Ran's invisible force. Blood was flowing out from his wounds. He looked just like the technical manager of Maple Flourishing.    

    

At this moment, not to mention cursing, he didn't even have the courage to raise his head. He was kneeling on the ground, twitching and wailing. A pool of blood had already gathered in front of him, it was a shocking sight.    

    

Da Da Da...    

    

The sound of Meng Ran's casual shoes stepping on the rocky ground became clearer and clearer.    

    

"I gave you a chance. Unfortunately, you don't know how to cherish it." Looking at Zhuang Jian who was kneeling on the ground, the corner of Meng Ran's mouth curled up into a cold smile, and he said with some pity.    

    

Zhuang Jian, who was about to faint from the intense pain on his knee. He didn't know where he got his strength from, but he suddenly raised his head, as if he had thought of something. He looked at Meng Ran with a look of disbelief.    

    

"Could it be you?! Impossible! This is impossible!"    

    

No matter what, Zhuang Jian would never believe that Meng Ran was a Martial Dao expert. Due to his extreme anger, he fell to the ground and fainted.    

    

Shaking his head with a cold smile, Meng Ran pulled Su Fangfei's hand and led Soong Shuling and the other two towards the rich hotel.    

    

He completely ignored these rich kids who were kneeling and begging for mercy.    

    

The moment he brushed past Xue Longqing, the corner of Meng Ran's mouth raised slightly and an inexplicable curve appeared on his face.    

    

Young master Xue, treasure your remaining time. It won't be long before this life is taken away by me.    

    

No matter what, this young master of Xue Family would never have thought that the Grandmaster Uncle Shen was talking about was Ordinary Boy, who had just brushed past him!    

    

He was still shocked and furious in his heart. Why? Why didn't that expert attack Meng Ran?    

    

"What are you still standing there for!? Call an ambulance!"    

    

Xue Longqing shouted at the hotel manager.    

    

...    

    

While Meng Ran was eating with Soong Shuling and the others in the hotel, the news of Zhuang Jian being crippled had already reached his parents' ears.    

    

In Jinghua City First People's Hospital, the corridor in front of the ICU was filled with all kinds of people.    

    

There were the CEO of a company in a suit, the socialite couple in a silk qipao, and several high-level leaders in Beijing who were dressed in white.    

    

Zhuang Jian's father, Zhuang Shubin, had his hands behind his back as he paced anxiously in front of the door of the detention room. He frowned deeply.    

    

Zhuang Jian's mother and girlfriend were sitting on a chair, crying. As they cried, they shouted at Zhuang Shubin.    

    

"Jian-er is useless! The doctor said that he would not be able to leave the wheelchair for the rest of his life! Your son is a cripple for the rest of his life! "    

    

" Zhuang Shubin! You wimp! Your son has been beaten until he's crippled. If you don't arrest him, what are you waiting for?! "    

    

Zhuang Shubin's face turned ashen. He actually slapped his wife and roared ferociously. "Shut up!"    

    

Zhuang Jian's mother covered her red face. She was stunned at first, then she burst into tears and started to make a scene in the hospital.    

    

Zhuang Shubin had a helpless expression on his face. He suppressed the anger in his heart. He looked at Xue Longqing beside him and said apologetically, "Nephew Long Qing, I let you see a joke. My wife is like this. Sigh."    

    

Xue Longqing, who was standing side by side with the leader of Jinghua City, bowed slightly and said with guilt, "Uncle Zhuang is too serious. I can understand Auntie's feelings. I also cannot shirk responsibility for Little Jian's accident."    

    

As the leader of the higher ups in Beijing, Zhuang Shubin was outstanding in both his manners and bearing. Now that he was facing his son's disability, he could not help but ask, uncle Zhuang, you are being too serious. I can understand Auntie's feelings. When Little Jian is in trouble, I also have responsibilities that I cannot shirk.    

    

"Nephew, what is going on? I have met Soong Shuling of Maple Flourishing a few times. She is a person who lives in this world. She is calm and steady. She doesn't seem like the kind of person who would sit idly by and watch his son beat someone up. "    

    

Xue Longqing's expression froze, and he secretly forgot that Soong Shuling and Zhuang Shubin were old friends.    

    

He even pretended to be jealous of evil as he said with resentment.    

    

"Uncle Zhuang, you might not know this, but although Soong Shuling has a good character, her son is arrogant and lawless. He even clamored for Little Jian to kneel down and apologize to him. All my friends heard about this personally!"