Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

Chapter 685 Retaliation



Chapter 685 Retaliation

Zhang Minghao is known for his vindictive nature, and he certainly won't let this matter rest.

Upon hearing this, Xiaoqiang and Erhu hurriedly stuffed wooden boards into their clothes; they were experts at getting beaten up.

Meng Qingfan was just a mischievous brat, and he was no match for Zhang Minghao.

The two servants were beaten countless times as a result, and Meng Jianwen was no exception.

From this perspective, he actually escaped Zhang Minghao's clutches.

Lin Ping smiled faintly and remained silent, clearly waiting for Zhang Minghao to appear.

Before he could finish speaking, both ends of the alley were blocked by a dozen or so menacing-looking servants in blue robes.

"Meng Qingfan, you really don't want to live anymore, daring to openly oppose me." Zhang Minghao's icy voice came from the other side, and his ferocious face was indeed somewhat frightening.

Even though he had already guessed that the other party would come, Meng Qingfan was still startled. As the only male in the Meng family, he still had some backbone and had no intention of begging for mercy.

“It’s too late, he’ll kill you,” Meng Qingfan sighed.

Lin Ping was the one who humiliated Zhang Minghao, and given his character, he wouldn't hesitate to beat this lowly servant to death.

"Kill me?" Lin Ping almost laughed out loud. Even Bai Tiantian, with 300,000 mercenaries, hadn't dared to say such a thing. How could a mere Zhang Minghao be worthy of it?

Of course, Lin Ping needed to conceal his identity and wouldn't easily fight Zhang Minghao; it all depended on whether Zhang Minghao would court death.

"Zhang Minghao, what do you want to do? Why are you blocking my way?" Meng Qingfan said, feigning composure, hoping the other party would give way.

"Meng Qingfan, are you scared out of your wits? Of course I'm here to beat you up. But don't worry too much, I won't kill you, I'll just cripple you at most. After all, we'll be family from now on," Zhang Minghao said coldly.

"Who says we're family? My eldest sister will never marry into your Zhang family." Meng Qingfan's tone suddenly hardened, showing no sign of timidity or fear.

"Is Meng Qingge his weakness?" Lin Ping, who was watching the scene unfold, observed the change in Meng Qingfan's expression.

He could let others insult him, but they couldn't mention Meng Qingge. Even if it cost him his life, he would protect his elder sister's reputation.

As Zhang Minghao said, his elder brother had fallen in love with Meng Qingge and even asked a matchmaker to propose marriage to him multiple times.

The Meng Yuanping couple opposed this marriage and simply refused to accept it.

However, Meng Qingge herself was hesitant, not because she liked Zhang Mingfang, but because marrying him would give her access to resources that would help Meng Qingfan compete for the position of clan leader.

Zhang Mingfang is now pursuing Meng Qingge intensely and could break through her last line of defense at any time.

By then, Meng Qingfan and Zhang Minghao would truly have become family.

Meng Qingfan may seem a bit unruly, but he sees things clearly. He knows that Meng Qingge dislikes Zhang Mingfang from the bottom of her heart, and the reason she is wavering is to make him compete for the position of clan leader.

"Meng Qingfan, don't pretend you're innocent after getting such a good deal. Only after your eldest sister married into the Zhang family do you think she's qualified to become the head of the Meng family," Zhang Minghao said bluntly.

These words struck a nerve with Meng Qingfan, causing his long-suppressed anger to erupt.

"You're talking nonsense! I'll fight you to the death!" Meng Qingfan charged at the other man in a frenzy, and punched Zhang Minghao in the face.

The punch was quite powerful; Zhang Minghao staggered back several steps, blood gushing from his nostrils.

"You brat, you're asking for it! Men, beat him up! Beat him to death!" Zhang Minghao wiped the blood from his nose and said angrily.

He never imagined that Meng Qingfan would dare to attack him, which is why he was caught off guard.

Now that we've already torn off the mask of civility, there's no need to pretend to be virtuous and righteous.

"Young master, you run! We'll cover your retreat."

Xiaoqiang and Erhu were quite loyal, protecting Meng Qingfan from the front and back.

The entire alley was blocked by the other party, making escape impossible. Meng Qingfan only regretted that his punch earlier wasn't hard enough; he should have beaten the other party so badly that he couldn't even speak.

The Zhang family's servants came with great force, each carrying a wooden stick. They quickly knocked Xiaoqiang and Erhu down, and even gave them a couple of hard taps on their calves.

Ah!

With a sharp sound, the two let out miserable screams, clearly indicating that their calves had been broken.

"Xiaoqiang, Erhu, how are you?" Meng Qingfan asked anxiously, as this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

In the past, he would just cover his head and get punched and kicked, without suffering serious internal or external injuries. But now that Meng Qingfan had hit Zhang Minghao, the conflict had escalated to a new level.

"It's just a broken leg, we're fine, young master, you should run!" The two lay on the ground, crying out miserably.

Anger and terror brought Meng Qingfan to tears. He did not back down, but charged desperately at the enemy.

"I'll fight you to the death!" Meng Qingge cried, tears streaming down her face.

"Go to hell!" Zhang Minghao kicked Meng Qingfan to the ground and stomped hard on his chest with his heel.

Despite wincing in pain, Meng Qingfan still stared at him with sharp eyes.

"Meng Qingfan, you'd better kneel down and apologize to me, or I'll kill all your servants and cut off your right hand," Zhang Minghao said coldly.

His cold, brooding eyes didn't seem to be lying at all.

“A real man takes responsibility for his actions. Let them go,” Meng Qingfan said, neither humble nor arrogant.

At Meng Qingfan's age, he values ​​loyalty above all else. Xiaoqiang and Erhu have already lost their legs because of him, and he absolutely cannot let them lose their lives.

"What a fine display of master-servant affection! I'll kill one first and see if you'll kneel then." Zhang Minghao's cold eyes flashed as he pointed at Erhu, who was lying on the ground: "Kill him."

According to the laws of the Daye Dynasty, killing a servant is not a capital offense. Moreover, Zhang Minghao did not do it himself; at most, it was a fight between servants, which should be strictly supervised by their respective masters.

Or they might just pay some money to settle the matter, and even the local government wouldn't take the case.

After receiving the order, a servant drove up to Erhu, holding a wooden stick above his head, guaranteed to smash his brains out.

"What a bunch of unruly kids. School violence shouldn't lead to death," Lin Ping muttered to himself, shaking his head.

"Boy, I'm the one who humiliated you today, why don't you come looking for trouble with me?" Lin Ping said contemptuously.

This statement shocked everyone. These days, you have to queue up to die?

"I almost forgot if you didn't speak. Men, kill him first, then cut off his tongue. Let's see if he dares to humiliate me again." Zhang Minghao said angrily.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute. Now run!" Meng Qingfan shouted.

Lin Ping's identity was certainly unpopular within the Meng family, and Meng Qingfan even considered ways to drive him away.

But one thing is one thing, and another is another. Lin Ping did help him in class today.

He naturally didn't want to involve Lin Ping.

"You think I can escape?" Lin Ping rolled his eyes, showing no fear whatsoever.


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