Son-in-law From Dark World

Zhao Han finally managed to catch his breath and endured the pain as he tried to explain. He was afraid that Second Young Master would beat him to death, and in his eyes, human lives were worthless.    

    

"If it isn't you, then who is it? Tell me, who has the guts to break this father's rule!"    

    

Fong Shaocong's face was as red as blood, and his eyes were bloodshot, just like a wolf king that had just experienced a killing intent. That terrifying gaze made people feel endless rage, with a single glance, he would be cut into pieces.    

    

Feng Jingtian, who was watching from the side, was also shocked, especially so for Zhao Han who was lying on the ground. He was already half dead. If they continued to fight, someone would definitely die.    

    

The kind-hearted Feng Jingtian could not bear to watch any longer. Although Zhao Han sought him out for a purpose in order to shake the pot, he was still an elder of Cao Gang after all. He could not just sit by and watch him get beaten to death.    

    

"Second brother, this matter is all big brother's fault. I was the one in charge, I cancelled the contract. If you have fire …"    

    

Feng Jingtian also braced himself to admit the truth to justify Zhao Han. But before he finished speaking, Fong Shaocong shot him a bloodshot look, causing his whole body to feel like it was being swallowed by the abyss. He didn't dare to continue speaking.    

    

Don't f * cking call me Second Brother, you are not a son of the Feng Family at all, how can I have a useless Big Brother like you. That rule was set by me, and was also maintained by my Cao Gang all along. What the hell do you think it is?    

    

Fong Shaocong turned his head and walked a few steps over. He grinned as if he was going to eat someone. He shouted with all his might and roared, spitting saliva all over Feng Jingtian's face.    

    

He could only endure it. Facing his second brother, he could not resist at all. He turned his head around and allowed the other party to insult him.    

    

"Why did you stop talking? Weren't you brave enough to admit your wrongs just now? How come you don't even dare to fart now!"    

    

The more Fong Shaocong saw his big brother's weak look, the angrier he got. With a kick, Feng Jingtian knocked over a table and laid on top of it. He was clutching his chest with a painful expression on his face.    

    

"You, Feng Jingtian, are just a piece of trash. Cry it out for me. For today's matter, even if you are my big brother, if you don't satisfy me, I will still break your legs. Even if you are in a wheelchair, I will still have someone serve you."    

    

Fong Shaocong laughed maniacally. Bullshit, if it wasn't for this trash, my father would have already handed over all his Cao Gang to him.    

    

The company was run by the third sister, and the fourth brother was in charge. However, he knew that the third sister and the fourth brother were on his side. Only the eldest brother, although he appeared to be a good-for-nothing and did not care about worldly affairs, he actually had his own ambitions.    

    

"Second Brother, do you really have to do this? As the boss of the Feng family, don't tell me I don't even have this bit of authority?"    

    

Feng Jingtian let out a bitter laugh as he rubbed his chest, looking at his brothers who were close by. Now, they were actually insulting him, their elder brother, as well as their elder brother.    

    

How pathetic.    

    

The rapid rise of Cao Gang could not be separated from the hard work of Second Brother, but it also lacked the affection and solidarity of family members and the Cao Gang that had been passed down for so many years.    

    

Although on the surface, the entire Cao Gang of several thousand brothers all obeyed their second brother's orders, that was all out of fear, fear, and fear.    

    

But the moment Second Brother falls, the entire Cao Gang would probably fall into chaos in an instant.    

    

They could be different. The Cao Gang of the past was filled with harmony both on the outside and on the outside. Everyone's hearts were united, and they twisted into a single rope; even if it was broken, they were still tightly intertwined.    

    

This was also why his father had passed all the economic power to him, the big brother. At least in terms of people's hearts, Feng Jingtian believed that all his siblings in Cao Gang had the same thoughts as him.    

    

However, due to Second Brother's tyranny and cruelty, no one dared to get too close to him.    

    

"What did you say, rights? "In the Feng Family and Cao Gang, you, Feng Jingtian, are just a good-for-nothing, yet you dare to talk about power with me, do you want face? You have to earn money yourself, why should I give you that? I'll give you three seconds right now, before I get angry, hurry up and shout out, otherwise I'll break both of your legs!"    

    

Fong Shaocong seemed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. His face suddenly turned cold as he mocked and belittled Feng Jingtian. He held onto an iron chair and slammed his foot into the wall.    

    

"Shout!"    

    

Fong Shaocong suddenly exploded. The folding chair had been lifted up as if it would fall down at any time.    

    

"I … Feng Jingtian is trash, the one with the most useless Cao Gang!" Feng Jingtian expressionlessly muttered. Raising his head, he looked at his second brother and asked: "Are you satisfied now?"    

    

"This won't do. Keep shouting and shouting. Also, slap yourself 20 times. Don't stop. While shouting, for your stupidity today, you will be punished for challenging my rules."    

    

Fong Shaocong shook his head and pointed at the other party, giving a fierce order.    

    

"Pah!"    

    

Feng Jingtian slapped himself without hesitation, and then shouted loudly: "I, Feng Jingtian, am a useless cripple, the most useless trash with Cao Gang!"    

    

"Pah!"    

    

"I, Feng Jintian, shouldn't be so arrogant as to break the rules and pay for my ignorance!"    

    

After twenty slaps, Feng Jingtian leaned his head against the wall, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His face was red and swollen.    

    

Watching his second brother leave, he said that he was going to find trouble with him.    

    

Feng Jingtian slowly got up from the ground and walked to Zhao Han's side, supporting him onto the sofa.    

    

"Eldest Young Master, I'm sorry, but you know it. If I didn't find you for this matter, Second Young Master would have blamed me and I would have lost my life."    

    

Zhao Han cried, but the injuries on his body made him miserable. Every word he spoke caused his face to twist and cold sweat to seep out all over his body.    

    

"No need for that. I know his character. I don't blame you."    

    

Feng Jingtian sighed. After these twenty slaps, he seemed to have become much more clear-headed. That was, he was too weak, and even looked down on his own brothers.    

    

The reason why his father had given him economic power was because, on one hand, he did not want to face his second brother directly.    

    

Through his big brother, he could indirectly control the finances, and Fong Shaocong wouldn't treat his big brother as a threat, so he didn't care about him, which could be considered as diverting Fong Shaocong's attention.    

    

When he thought of this, a bold idea suddenly popped up in his mind.    

    

He wanted to control his own power and develop his own. He was currently in the Cao Gang, and as a member of the Feng Family, it was impossible for him to escape this fate.    

    

Rather than swallowing his anger, it would be better to conceal himself, take the opportunity to completely control the overall situation of the Cao Gang, and make a contribution for the family. At least, it would be better than living a life of resignation like this.