Urban Invincible Overlord

Yang Family Village, the house of Yang Changjin.

Besides some relatives from the Huang Family, the rest of the villagers who were there for the excitement had already left Yang Changjin's house to avoid getting involved once the Gong Family arrived.

They knew that Yang Changjin's family was done for, having offended the Gong Family, the entire family of Yang Changjin could not expect a good ending.

But they didn't really leave; instead, they waited outside the yard to see what would happen.

Inside the house, some relatives were earnestly persuading and urging the children to run away first, while others were making phone calls, trying to pull strings and plead with others.

However, the village was just too poor and had never produced any influential figures. Even though some relatives worked in the county and could help with small matters, as soon as they heard that the Gong Family had been offended and that Gong Yuping's legs had been broken, they hung up the phone.

In Huangyang County, the Gong Family was the sky. Who would dare oppose them?

"Uncle, auntie, you really don't have to worry, there's nothing wrong," Yang Fei said as he saw his uncle and aunt's faces filled with worry, their tears almost falling, and they kept begging relatives to help pull strings. He kept comforting them.

But no matter how he comforted them, the old couple just didn't believe him.

Yang Hao, Yang Wen, and Huang Qiaoqiao were also very worried.

Huang Qiaoqiao cried, saying it was all her fault that the Yang Family was in this situation.

Qin Yanyang said, "Things have come to this point, running is useless. If we run, will uncle and auntie be able to live peacefully? If we escape and leave you behind to be bullied by the Gong Family, we will be tormented by our own consciences for a lifetime."

Yang Hao nodded, "That's right, I will not abandon you. If it comes to the worst, it's just about compensating money and going to jail, then I will go to jail."

Hearing that they might have to go to jail, the uncle and auntie became even more worried.

Yang Fei was helpless.

A hint of indignation flashed across Qin Yanyang's eyes.

For the first time, she deeply realized just how cruel reality could be to the poor ordinary people.

Though they were the ones being bullied, because they had offended the powerful, they were so frightened like this.

She knew that if it weren't for her, even if Yang Fei was a powerful Martial Artist who could protect his family from being bullied by the Gong Family in person, once Yang Fei left, the Gong Family would undoubtedly cause Yang Fei's uncle's family to be ruined.

For those with power and influence, there were a hundred ways to bring about the downfall of an ordinary small family.

This matter had to be thoroughly resolved at the root before she and Yang Fei left the village.

"Can the people you know suppress the Gong Family? If it really doesn't work, should I take a trip to the Gong Family?" Yang Fei, seeing that he couldn't comfort his uncle and auntie, gave up and came over to Qin Yanyang, whispering.

Qin Yanyang saw a trace of cold murderous intent in the depths of Yang Fei's eyes.

She couldn't help but be shocked, then frowned slightly, "What are you going to the Gong Family for? A hero is bound by the martial code... *cough* I heard from my grandfather since I was little that Martial Artists must be restrained because they possess power far beyond ordinary people. Without sufficient moral restraint and self-control, they can easily disregard laws and act recklessly, making decisions based on whim or anger, committing acts that violate the martial code."

Yang Fei said gravely, "But you also saw what happened today; sometimes, people won't listen just because you're reasonable."

"That doesn't mean we can resort to violence," Qin Yanyang said.

Seeing that she appeared to dislike solving everything with violence, Yang Fei had no good argument to contest.

After all, in the depths of his heart, he too would not resort to using martial force unless absolutely necessary.

"Don't worry, I can still handle this matter," Qin Yanyang reassured Yang Fei as she saw him fall silent, knowing he was considering her feelings, and her heart felt sweet as she spoke.

Yang Fei nodded his head.

The Qin Family was extraordinary. Since it was someone Qin Yanyang knew, they must possess significant strength in Xiangxi State. With such a person intervening, the Gong Family should give face.

After a long wait of an hour and a half, around five o'clock in the afternoon, the crowd of onlookers outside the compound burst into exclamations.

"So many cars, such a big scene, it must be Gong Daqian himself coming."

"It's definitely him, he only has one son, now that someone has broken his leg, how could he let it go?"

"Even if Gong Yuping's leg hadn't been broken, to protect the honor of the Gong Family, they wouldn't let this go so easily."

"Yang Changjin's whole family, they're really finished this time."

"Sigh..."

Inside the house, Yang Changjin and his wife Li Guiju had faces full of worry. Clenching his teeth, Yang Changjin looked at Yang Fei and said, "Xiao Fei, don't be impulsive later, I... I'll talk to them first, I'll pay compensation, go to prison, but I won't let you young people suffer."

Having said that, he walked outside with a resolute expression.

He planned to first kneel and beg Gong Daqian for mercy, then offer compensation, and if the other party was still not appeased, he would go to prison, as long as the children were alright.

Yang Fei grabbed hold of him and said with a bitter smile, "Uncle, why don't you believe us? I said, the Gong Family is nothing in my eyes, we can handle this."

Qin Yanyang also consoled, "Yeah, Uncle, leave this matter to me to resolve."

Yang Fei even turned back and said to Yang Hao and Yang Wen, "Hold back your dad." The most up-to-date version is on M(VLEMPY)R.

Yang Hao and Yang Wen naturally did not want to let their father take the fall, and immediately held onto him.

Yang Fei looked at Huang Dayong and coldly commanded, "Take this man out."

Huang Dayong had been waiting anxiously all this time, and now hearing that Gong Daqian had arrived, he was not much relieved but instead filled with worry and unease.

After all, Gong Yuping ended up like this because of his sister's issue, and he didn't know if Gong Daqian would vent his anger on him.

Hearing Yang Fei's order, Huang Dayong came back to his senses and, together with a clan brother, carried Gong Yuping out.

Just as they reached the outside, they saw a convoy of more than a dozen cars rolling up majestically, stopping behind the two cars that Gong Yuping had driven earlier.

The car doors opened, and seventy to eighty imposing and aggressive men descended from the vehicles, a sight that immediately made the surrounding villagers witnessing the commotion step back.

Gong Daqian, surrounded by several bodyguards, came to the entrance of Yang Changjin's house, just in time to see his son Gong Yuping being carried out.

Seeing his son's prosthetic leg had fallen off, the other leg dangling limply, his crotch stained with yellow feces, and unconscious, his rage was immediate and irrepressible.

"My son!"

After all, it was his own flesh and blood, and although there was the odor of feces filling the air, Gong Daqian still rushed over and reached out to shake his son awake.

"Ah... it hurts so much!"

Gong Yuping had originally passed out from the pain and humiliation, but now, after such a long time and being shaken by his father, he immediately woke up.

Seeing his father, Gong Yuping cried out in pain, "Dad... my left leg is broken too, it's killing me, Dad, you... you must avenge me."

Gong Daqian had only had a son at the age of forty and treated this sole heir as the apple of his eye. He had spoiled and protected him from childhood, rarely even willing to slap him himself. To think that someone else had broken his son's only leg, his fury was imaginable.

He had originally thought, since Mr. Mo had called, he must give that respect, but now, seeing his son in this condition, Gong Daqian was completely enraged.

Mr. Mo's face must be given, others he could overlook, but the perpetrator who broke his son's leg, he would never let go, he must be killed.

He believed that even if Mr. Mo found out, he would understand his feelings.

Suddenly looking up, Gong Daqian's face was fierce, his eyes sharp as knives, replete with murderous intent, he bellowed, "Who is it? Who broke my son's leg, stand out!"