It wasn't over yet

"Little sister, you've misunderstood me. I didn't call him. It was Brother Ye who asked me to do something and went to Dad for help. When Dad saw my injuries, he interrogated me for a while and I told him the whole story. «-(¯`v´¯)-« »-(¯`v´¯)-»"

Zhang Haobai explained, "But Dad doesn't believe Brother Ye is Wargod at all. He even called Uncle to help me get revenge. Do you think I could stop Dad and Uncle from doing what they do?"

"What should we do then?" Hearing this, Zhang Yue didn't know what to say to Zhang Haobai.

After all, she knew her father and uncle's tempers well; they were notoriously protective of their own.

If they find out about this, even if the other party is really strong, they will still retaliate.

Besides, Dad and Uncle no longer believe he's Wargod!

"Are you the kid who injured my Haobai and my bodyguards?" Zhang Zelong asked Qian Ye first.

"So what if it is, and so what if it isn't?" Qian Ye retorted.

"You'll pay with your life!" Zhang Zehu was not as easy to talk to as Zhang Zelong. Hearing Qian Ye's words, he became even angrier. Without asking any questions, he rushed forward and punched Qianye on the head.

"Oh no!"

Zhang Haobai and Zhang Yue saw that their uncle had already made a move against Qian Ye and cried out that something was wrong.

Zhang Haobai, in particular, had just experienced what it felt like to punch Qian Ye in the face, as if he had hit a steel plate. Instead, he had his own fist torn open, crying out in pain, with his five knuckles shattered.

The greater the force, the harder the blow, and the more serious the injury. 👍☺ 🌷★

I'm very worried that Zhang Zehu will suffer the same fate.

If something happens to Zhang Zehu, then the Zhang family's backer will also fall, which is something he doesn't want to see.

Ah~

As expected, Zhang Zehu let out a scream after his punch, and was sent flying backward as if a rocket launcher had been installed in his body.

He finally slammed into the door and squatted down, letting out a scream before sliding to the ground.

His right hand, which he used to strike Qian Ye, was now torn and bleeding, a gruesome sight indeed.

Even the bones inside the five fingers were Qingqing visible, with bone fragments lying on the ground.

"Xiao Hu, are you alright?" Zhang Zelong was also pale and weak with fright. It was clearly his younger brother who punched the other man hard on the head. The force of that martial artist should have cracked his skull open.

But the other party didn't move at all, and Xiao Hu was sent flying backwards, badly injured.

Zhang Zelong grabbed his younger brother's right hand and examined it. His face twitched. The skin was torn open, and bone fragments of all five knuckles were exposed.

Although it wasn't his own hand, it was still frightening to see and painful to look at.

Zhang Zelong imagined that if he had been the one to strike first, his hand would have been in much worse shape than Zhang Zelong's!

Moreover, he didn't have his younger brother's strength.

Could it be true, as Haobai said, that he really is the Wargod?

Definitely. Only the God of Wargod could injure Xiao Hu like this without making a sound. ♡👽 🍬🍬

"Xiao Hu, it's all my fault for not believing Haobai's words and asking you to stand up for me. The other party was clearly not lying. Just as Haobai said, the other party might really be the Wargod!"

Sigh~

Zhang Zehu was also furious. He hadn't expected to encounter such a powerful opponent. He thought the man was Xiao Bai, but it turned out he was a Wargod: "Maybe? Bullshit! He is Wargod!"

"You didn't even see him lift a finger, yet my right hand is almost useless."

"I underestimated him! I underestimated him!" Zhang Zelong was both shocked and terrified. Now that he had offended a terrifying figure like Qian Ye, things might not end well.

"That guy... is his name Zhang Zehu, right?"

Just as the two brothers were regretting their actions, Qian Ye stood up and approached Zhang Zehu step by step. "I'm a very reasonable person. You punched me with your right hand, so I'll punch you with my right hand too. That's fair."

"You... you stay away!" Zhang Zehu was terrified.

Zhang Zelong was even more frightened. "Qian Ye... Wargod, please spare Xiao Hu this time, I'll give you anything."

Qian Ye stepped forward and smiled, "Then I want your life, will you give it to me or not?"

"This..." Zhang Zelong was speechless, completely taken aback by Qian Ye's words.

I don't know what to say.

Ah~

Seeing that the situation was beyond repair, Zhang Zehu decided to go all in and drew his sword to slash at Qian Ye...

Ah~

Then came a scream. Zhang Zehu's left hand fell to the ground, and he collapsed to the ground, clutching his severed left arm, bleeding profusely, his face pale and weak.

"This..."

Zhang Zelong, Zhang Haobai, and Zhang Yue were all shocked by what they saw.

When he looked at Qian Ye again, his face was filled with fear.

"Xiao Hu!" Zhang Zelong rushed forward and hugged his younger brother. "Haobai, call an ambulance quickly, quick!"

"Okay..." Zhang Haobai quickly took out his phone and started making a call.

Qian Ye looked at the three of them and said, "It's all settled, all settled, but the matter isn't over yet..."

"Wargod, spare my life?!" Zhang Zelong was so frightened by Qian Ye's words that he immediately knelt down in front of Qian Ye, kowtowing and begging for forgiveness...

"Brother Ye, please! Don't hurt my dad! I'll give you anything you want!" Zhang Yue suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Qian Ye's hand, pleading desperately.

Zhang Haobai suddenly stepped forward and hugged Qian Ye's leg, saying, "Yes, Wargod Qian Ye, as long as you don't hurt my father and uncle, from now on, my Zhang family will be your family, and we will be your servants."

"Yes, we are all willing to be your servants, to do anything for you." Zhang Zelong immediately echoed this sentiment.

One more thing to say: Did you latch onto a really big deal?

Qian Ye sneered inwardly, "Anyway, you won't do a losing deal." He continued, "Actually, you've misunderstood. What I said wasn't about hurting you, but about the matter I asked Zhang Haobai to handle earlier."

"What should have been a simple matter has turned into such a tragic scene. I don't even know what to say to you all!"

"Haobai, what did the Wargod want you to do?" Zhang Zelong immediately turned to his son and asked.

Zhang Haobai slapped his forehead. "Dad, Brother Ye just wants to attend the Yi'an District Third High School and asked me to help arrange for him to transfer in. Isn't that a simple matter for you?"

Ah~

Zhang Zelong was stunned by his son's words. Such a simple matter had resulted in Xiao Hu losing his right arm. This was such a loss!

Snap

Zhang Zelong slapped his son on the head in exasperation. "I'll beat you to death, you good-for-nothing! Why didn't you say anything earlier? If you had explained, I could have called your uncle. Would your uncle have clashed with God Qian Ye and lost an arm?"

"This..." Zhang Haobai rubbed his head, looking more aggrieved than if he had swallowed a headless fly. "Dad, I wanted to say that you didn't even give me a chance before calling Uncle. Can you blame me?"

"You brat, you still dare to talk back? I'll beat you to death!" Zhang Zelong was so angry that he was trembling all over. He grabbed a feather duster and chased Zhang Haobai all over the living room.

The father and son engaged in a chase in the living room, one chasing and the other fleeing.

Qian Ye sat back down in his chair, picked up the tea that Zhang Yue had personally brewed, and sipped it while watching the good show unfold.

Zhang Yue came up behind Qian Ye and started massaging his back.

"Ding! Master, congratulations on checking in with Goddess Zhang Yue! Reward: Blind Vat +1!"

The system features a loli voice.