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The four hundred and twentieth chapters response from all parties

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"I will do whatever the sect wants me to do." Ji Jing's eyes changed, and he whispered after a long time.

Ji Jianzong gently patted Ji Jing on the shoulder: "Jing'er, it's not that I don't want to vent my anger for you, but many things are not diverted by our will. Anyway, you haven't suffered much serious injuries. You are much lucky compared to Liu Yu."

Speaking of Liu Yu, Ji Jing's eyes suddenly lit up and he said with great enthusiasm: "Father, is that bastard Liu Yu really ruined?"

"His spine was trampled and he was likely to be paralyzed in the second half of his life. Even if he recovered through surgery, his martial arts would be greatly reduced. He would no longer be the terrifying white jade mantis." Ji Jianzong showed a sarcastic smile on his lips. "The Mantis Sect has always been domineering and does not take anyone seriously. I really want to see the expressions on their faces at this moment, which must be very interesting."

A senior private hospital in central Hai'an.

"Doctor, how is my junior brother's condition?" A middle-aged man in a suit and ties and a big back asked in a deep voice to the male doctor standing opposite him in a white coat and black-framed glasses.

Behind the middle-aged man, a group of young men and women wearing practice clothes were blocked from the hospital corridor.

The male doctor shook his head slowly: "Not optimistic."

The middle-aged man grabbed the male doctor's shoulder: "What does it mean to be unoptimistic? Don't talk nonsense to me!"

The middle-aged man had a very strong hand. The male doctor was just an ordinary person. His face suddenly showed pain and he patted the middle-aged man's hand hard: "Let me go first and say something."

The middle-aged man's hands were slightly loose, but he did not let go: "Speak quickly!"

"The patient is seriously injured and may be left with a lifelong disability and will never stand up again." The male doctor endured the pain, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead. "Even if he changed to an artificial spine, his body's functions will be affected and he cannot perform vigorous exercise."

"Are you sure?" The middle-aged man stared at the male doctor's eyes.

"If you don't believe our diagnosis, then what do you send him to our hospital for?" The male doctor also got angry.

The middle-aged man looked at the male doctor deeply, let go of his shoulder and turned around, walked to the hospital door, took out his cell phone to dial a certain number: "Master, the doctor just told me that my junior brother may be left with a lifelong disability and will never stand up again."

On the other end of the phone, Zheng Xilou was holding his cell phone and didn't speak for a long time.

He was in a luxurious hall at this time, sitting on the top of the Grand Master's chair, and the chandelier above his head dripped a snow-white halo, illuminating every corner of the hall as bright as daytime, but his heart was dark.

Downstairs of Zheng Xi, there were two rows of middle-aged men and women, both of whom were high-rise buildings of the Mantis Gate.

Looking at Zheng Xilou, who looked cold and gritted his teeth, everyone was so angry that they didn't dare to take a breath.

It was not until a few minutes passed that Zheng Xilou controlled his crazy impulse and said coldly: "I understand."

After saying these four words, he hung up the phone, suddenly clamped his palms, and with a "click", he pinched the phone to pieces.

"Master of the Sect, but Liu Yu..." the old man sitting on the left asked tentatively.

Zheng Xilou's chest fluctuated violently, and a deep murderous intent appeared in his eyes: "Don't mention that waste anymore, he is useless to the Mantis Sect. Now what you have to consider is how to deal with that guy named Lin Chong and make him pay the price for what he did!"

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