My Grandpa Is A Super Godly Tyrant

"Dad, you're finally here." When Zhung Yang saw his dad, Zhung Heeming, he was so excited that all the blood in his body was boiling.    

    

"Zhung Yang, how did you become like this?" When Zhung Heeming saw his son's wounded face, his heart ached.    

    

At the same time, the hatred in his heart was like a surging river, indescribable and immeasurable.    

    

At this moment, he wanted to shred his son, Zhung Yang, into a million pieces.    

    

"Dad, it was him who beat me into this state." Zhung Yang quickly stretched out his hand and pointed at Lin Fei. He stared at Lin Fei with hatred and shouted.    

    

"Damned bastard! I want you to die a horrible death!" Zhung Heeming looked in the direction his son Zhung Yang was pointing at. He gritted his teeth and cursed.    

    

However.    

    

When he saw Lin Fei's face clearly.    

    

He became as dumbfounded as a wooden chicken.    

    

Ceng Jin had seen Lin Fei at the banquet held by the Tengda Company.    

    

Therefore, he naturally knew Lin Fei.    

    

However.    

    

At this time, Zhung Yang had yet to see the expression on Zhung Heeming's face.    

    

He furiously ran in front of Lin Fei.    

    

"Little bastard, you still have the mood to eat? I'm impressed." Zhung Yang cursed.    

    

He relied on the people his father, Zhung Heeming, and Zhung Heeming had brought over.    

    

He was the one who had nothing to fear.    

    

In the living room, the people who were watching the show looked at Lin Fei as if they were looking at a fool.    

    

For a moment, they started discussing in low voices.    

    

"Is this kid rushing to reincarnate?! So, he's still eating? "    

    

"His brain is a good thing, but unfortunately, he doesn't have it."    

    

"I finally understand why this kid dares to hit Zhung Yang again and again. It's because there's something wrong with this kid's brain. Otherwise, how could he hit Zhung Yang again and again?"    

    

...    

    

Lin Fei was silent. He looked at Zhung Yang with interest.    

    

Seeing that Lin Fei didn't say anything, Zhung Yang thought that Lin Fei was afraid.    

    

Therefore, he became even more arrogant.    

    

He picked up a teacup on the table and was about to smash it at Lin Fei's head.    

    

However.    

    

At this moment.    

    

Lin Fei dodged the teacup in Zhung Yang's hand and smashed it on Zhung Yang's head.    

    

Bang!    

    

Instantly.    

    

Blood spurted out from Zhung Yang's head and dripped onto the ground.    

    

Da Da Da...    

    

The sound of blood dripping onto the ground was clearly heard by everyone present.    

    

Chen Qingloong's body kept trembling. His two eyeballs were about to explode.    

    

He simply couldn't believe his eyes!    

    

Lin Fei had actually injured Zhung Yang in front of Zhung Yang's father, Zhung Heeming, and the others.    

    

This bastard was too reckless!    

    

As for the rest of the people present, they stood rooted to the ground as if they had been petrified, and didn't move at all.    

    

Their minds went blank.    

    

They couldn't believe it.    

    

Even though they had just witnessed Lin Fei injuring Zhung Yang in front of Zhung Heeming, they still couldn't believe it.    

    

It was too unbelievable.    

    

It had completely exceeded the limits of their minds.    

    

Silence.    

    

It was terrifyingly silent.    

    

Then.    

    

"Ah..." Zhung Yang's painful scream broke the silence.    

    

Zhung Yang's miserable cry made everyone come back to their senses.    

    

Everyone breathed in and out of their mouths.    

    

Only in this way could they prevent themselves from fainting because of suffocation.    

    

Cold sweat crazily dripped down from their cheeks as if it was free.    

    

"Little bastard, I'm going to kill you." Zhung Yang suddenly raised his head and stared at Lin Fei with his sharp eyes. He shouted with hatred.