Chapter: 1797
"It's not because I'm worried about my brother Liang Bo's legs."

"Uncle Liang, don't worry. Brother Liang is only slightly injured. He will recover after a few months of recuperation." Seeing Liang Haonan's sudden loss of composure, Xia Yue and the others thought it was Liang Haonan who saw Liang Bo's leg injury. Lost.

So, Xia Yue immediately comforted her.

Fan Zhongxian also echoed with a smile: "Yes, Uncle Liang. I'm fine with Liang Bo. We'll be fine after a few days of rest."

"However, you came at the right time. That bastard over there injured me and Liang Bo, and now we are going to get it back. Uncle Liang, you just sit there and watch the show."

Fan Zhongxian laughed, and even waved his hands, urging Liang Bo to give orders.

"Watching a play?"

"I see you are paralyzed!"

Liang Haonan cursed loudly, and then under Xia Yue and the others' trembling eyes, he raised his foot and kicked Fan Zhongxian directly.

There was only a bang.

Fan Zhongxian fell to the ground with a wheelchair, rubbed the ground and was kicked out of the teahouse, and then rolled down the steps to the road outside.

"Ah~"

"pain!"

Outside, there was a burst of wailing from Fan Zhongxian.

But in the restaurant, there was a dead silence.

The house was full of astonishment!

"Uncle Liang, you... are you?" The two brothers Xia Yue and Xia Xue were confused.

Liang Bo also looked dumbfounded, and asked tremblingly, "Dad, you...why are you doing this?"

However, it was good if Liang Bo didn't ask, but this question was like igniting a gunpowder keg, and Liang Haonan immediately exploded.

"What am I doing?"

"I kicked you to death!"

"You bastard, how dare you pretend to be my name to mobilize my Liang family's bodyguards?"

"The more you learn, the less you are a thing!"

"I, Liang Haonan, the first wise man, why did I give birth to a fool like you?"

"Who dare to provoke anyone?"

"My Liang family, the foundation of several generations, will be destroyed by your hands sooner or later!"

Liang Haonan cursed angrily while beating his bastard son crazily.

"Dad, stop hitting~"

"Ah~"

"It hurts, Dad~" JrNovels.com

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