Therefore, he looked at Qin Cheng coldly and said, "You were the one who broke my son's leg?"

"Well, it was Di Chao who came first..."

"You are so brave!" Before Qin Cheng finished speaking, Di Ruijie interrupted the conversation.

He glared at Qin Cheng and said: "My son is the proud son of heaven. If you break his leg, wouldn't you ruin his future? He is really vicious at such a young age!"

Di Ruijie's attitude made Qin Cheng's face instantly turn cold.

The previous polite attitude was gone, replaced by a cold look on his face.

"Why don't you ask me why I hit him?" Qin Cheng said coldly.

"No matter what the reason is, you can't touch him!" Di Ruijie said coldly, "I heard that you can be cured, right? Well, for Mr. Su's sake, I will give you this chance to cure him right away.

My son's leg is cured, and I can let you go."

An understatement, as if everything was taken for granted.

Qin Cheng couldn't help but sneered. He looked at Scarface and said jokingly: "It seems you are right."

Scarface spread his hands, looking helpless.

"I don't think you need to eat this meal. You should go to the hospital now." Di Ruijie leaned on the chair and said calmly.

Qin Cheng looked him over and sneered, "What if I say no?"

"How dare you!" Di Ruijie immediately shouted, "If you can't heal my son's leg, I will let you spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair!"

"Haha, it's true that one family doesn't want to enter the same house." Qin Cheng's voice was cold, "I think it's better to let your son lie in bed, so as not to harm others."

After saying these words, Qin Cheng turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, Di Ruijie suddenly grabbed the wine glass and threw it towards Qin Cheng.

The wine glass was impartial and hit Qin Cheng on the head.

Qin Cheng did not dodge, the wine glass shattered on his head, and the wine was spilled all over his face.

"You're looking for fucking death!" Scarface clenched his fists without saying a word.

Qin Cheng reached out to stop him and shook his head.

Immediately, he wiped the drink from his face and sneered: "Do you know what consequences this action of yours will bring to you?"

"Consequences?" Di Ruijie sneered, "I don't believe Mr. Su would go to war with our Di family because of you. As for you...you still dare to hit me?"

"You think the Su family is my backstage, but in fact, my backstage is myself." This sentence was not only told to Di Ruijie, but also to everyone present.

"I won't hit you, but I have a lot of ways to deal with you." After saying that, Qin Cheng flicked his finger, and a breath flashed past and went directly into Di Ruijie's forehead.

Di Ruijie didn't feel any discomfort, and didn't even notice this move.

He snorted, "Don't talk nonsense to me. I'll only give you three days. If my son is still lying on the hospital bed after three days, don't blame me for being rude."

Qin Cheng didn't say anything, turned around and left with his scarred face.

After walking out of the gate of Tingyun Pavilion, Dao Scarface said angrily: "Mr. Qin, are you going to tolerate it like this?"

Qin Cheng was deeply moved by Scarface's actions.

He knew clearly that Di Ruijie had a noble status, but he still did it for himself without hesitation. This was rare.

Qin Cheng sneered and said, "In three days, he will come to beg me."

What popped into his forehead was a mark, which was similar to the southwestern witchcraft method, but more advanced than witchcraft.

Once the operation is performed, life is worse than death, and there are no signs found in the hospital.

"Go back and tidy up. We will go to Qingcheng tomorrow." Qin Cheng said to Scarface.


Chapter completed!