The best miraculous doctor and son-in-law

Liang Weicheng, who was kneeling below, looked extremely angry.

Although his arrogant and domineering younger brother often got into trouble when he was young, he has always respected and loved his older brother.

Thinking of the happy scene of the two playing and playing when he was a child, Liang Weicheng clenched his hands tightly into fists.

He pressed a seal on the ground made of bluestone.

"Liang Weicheng!" The head of the Liang family sat on it and roared.

Hearing the voice, Liang Weicheng slowly stood up from the ground, with a heavy fist in his face filled with grief and anger, "I swear again today! If I don't take revenge for this, I will never be a human being!"

"Okay! Go!"

Liang Weicheng walked out with resentful eyes, jumped on his modified off-road vehicle, and drove all the way back to his villa.

The large iron door of the villa was slowly opened, and several men in the yard were dancing with guns and sticks.

Liang Weicheng has been fond of martial arts since he was a child, and he has raised several peers with strong martial arts skills. He usually practices martial arts in the yard.

When they saw his car coming in, several people immediately put away their weapons and walked over.

A man with an upright face and muscles all over his body came over.

With a flattering smile on his face, "Brother Liang is back! How about it? Let's play with the brothers."

Liang Wei was walking straight forward, but he suddenly stopped when he heard these words.

Turning his head to look at the bald man with red eyes, "What did you just say?"

Several people noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere, and they all looked at each other and did not dare to step forward.

The bald man obviously had a very low emotional intelligence, but he still laughed and touched his bald head, "Are you okay? You can't miss a day of practice! Let's have some fun with my brothers!"

Liang Weicheng had a ferocious smile on his face, "Just for fun...I'll let you have fun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Weicheng's right hand suddenly made the shape of an eagle's claw and hit the bald man's stomach with lightning speed.

The bald man's whole body was bent like a shrimp, his nose was wrinkled, his face was pale, and his face was trembling slightly.

One hand grabbed Liang Weicheng's arm and raised his head with difficulty to look at his face, "Brother Liang... you..."

The bald man rolled his eyes and fell backwards.

Only then did everyone see that Liang Weicheng's hand went directly into his belly to take out his intestines. There was a big bloody hole on the bald man's belly. At this moment, it was spreading with colorful colors and a fishy smell was coming out.

Several servants walked over with small steps and lowered their heads. They didn't feel strange at all and handed over a towel as if nothing had happened.

Liang Weicheng wiped the blood on his hands, snorted, and threw the towel directly on the bald head.

Drag this dead dog out and crush its bones into ashes! "

He returned to his study, walked to the table nearby, and took down the sword enshrined on it.

After wiping it carefully, he installed the handle and the nail. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slashed with the knife.

The expensive vase behind him was neatly cut open.

Behind the vase, the upper part of the antique shelf made of precious sandalwood slowly slid down.

Even the concrete behind the shelf had a deep mark cut out.

He drove directly to the airport with the knife on his back.

"I'm sorry, sir, but you are not allowed to take this thing on the plane!" A young service staff tried to dissuade him in the lobby.

"What did you say?" Liang Weicheng's eyes moved to the left, his murderous intent not concealed at all.

"Sir, you..."

"Hey, hey, Master Liang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! This woman is new here, I will fire her immediately. Don't be angry, please!" The supervisor came over and nodded.

With a cold snort, Liang Weicheng got on the plane.

"Are you an idiot? The whole fucking airport belongs to someone else! You go back and get some training on what it means to have good eyesight!" The supervisor wiped his cold sweat and turned to teach her a lesson.

Liang Weicheng considered himself to be a powerful martial artist and had no intention of using any strategy at all.

After getting off the plane, he ran straight towards the Qin Group.

His plan was very simple. Find Ye Chen and his family, then chop off their hands and feet, put them in a big jar, and take them back to the capital.

"Young Master Liang, you see, this is the Qin Group!" The person in charge introduced with a bow and a nod.

Liang Weicheng got out of the car, and the person in charge stood beside him, hunched over and afraid to make a sound.

Liang Weicheng narrowed his eyes and was about to step forward when the man next to him immediately screamed strangely, "Look, that's Ye Chen's wife Qin Feixue's car!"

Looking along his fingers, it turned out that it was Qin Feixue who happened to get off work and drove out of the garage.

He turned a corner and drove past these two people.

Liang Weiming snorted coldly, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, Master Liang, no one in Binhai City will mistake Qin Feixue's beauty!"

"very good!"

The man originally thought that Liang Weicheng might use some insidious and cunning means, but he didn't expect that the next second Liang Weicheng actually took out a pistol directly from his waist.

This frightened the guy and he immediately covered his head and fell to the ground.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Three gunshots rang out, and the crisp sound of bullet shells came from the ground.

Qin Feixue, who was sitting in the car, was also shocked. Two tires were blown out, and the car suddenly lost control and spun on the road.

Fortunately, Qin Feixue's driving skills were good and the car did not overturn.

But the car slid all the way and hit a telephone pole on the side of the road. The airbag that popped out knocked Qin Feixue unconscious.

At this time, Ye Chen just came back from the police station. He looked at his wife in the car and then at the man holding a gun in the distance.

"Seeking death!" Ye Chen's figure flashed and he teleported directly to the car. After checking that his wife's life was not in danger, he turned to look at Liang Weicheng with red eyes.

"Bang bang..." The huge gunshot echoed on the road, but none of the flying bullets hit Ye Chen.

"That's interesting! Is this your biggest reliance?" Liang Weicheng threw the pistol aside.

He slowly pulled out the sword from his lower back, "Remember! Don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with in the next life!"

"Some people's lives are not worth the lives of your whole family!"

After the words fell, Liang Weicheng's eyes flashed with coldness, and he danced the sword like a tiger, roaring like a tiger, roaring like a dragon, and everywhere the blade passed by, it broke into two pieces.

"Ding..." A distant metal collision sounded, and the sharp sword stopped on Ye Chen's finger.

"Huh?" Liang Weicheng was stunned when he saw this scene.

He had just played such a trick, and now he was easily stopped by the other party as soon as he made a move.

A finger? One finger! Liang Weicheng felt that his three views had been refreshed.

"You could have lived for a few more months... You are right, some people's lives are not worth the lives of your whole family!"

"You dare to touch my wife...damn it!" Ye Chen's eyes became cloudy.

Liang Weicheng didn't see what was going on at all. He only felt that he was hit by four gusts of wind. In the next second, Ye Chen actually grew much taller.

However, in fact, it was him who had his hands and feet cut off by Ye Chen. He fell to the ground, looking up at Ye Chen with a horrified look on his face, like a demon god.