My Ares Son-in-Law

In desperation, Zhao Liang had no choice but to show up, but he didn't expect that this appearance would put him in the center of controversy.

Bai Jun, the figure that always had a provocative tone, was now being surrounded by a group of people aggressively. They surrounded Zhao Liang, their eyes full of scrutiny and mockery.

Unlike last time, Bai Jun was clearly well prepared this time. The number of bodyguards following him had increased several times, and each of them was tall and strong with muscular build, and they were obviously tough guys who had undergone rigorous training.

The eyes of these bodyguards were as sharp as those of hawks, making people dare not look directly at them. The whole scene seemed to be on the verge of breaking out.

Zhao Liang stood in the middle of the crowd, his face pale and his heart filled with mixed emotions. He was worried about his father's injury and felt helpless about his current situation.

The discussions and laughter around him intertwined, forming an invisible pressure that made him almost breathless. But he knew that retreating at this moment would only make things worse, and he had to pull himself together and face it all.

Zhao Liang's eyes were red as if stained with blood. He hugged his father's thin body tightly. His father's face was as pale as paper, and his body was covered with blood, which was shocking. Every drop of blood was like a heavy hammer hitting Zhao Liang's heart.

He screamed, his voice filled with endless despair and pleading: "Please, can you let me take my dad to the hospital first! He, he is dying... I, I will talk to you about other things later. I, Zhao Liang, will accept it if you want to kill me or chop me up!"

Tears mixed with sweat flowed freely down Zhao Liang's cheeks. He tried to break free and rush out of this suffocating encirclement. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he wanted to buy time for his father's treatment.

However, Bai Jun's figure was like a cold boulder, lying in front of him, and there was no sympathy or mercy in his cold eyes.

The corners of his mouth curled up with a mocking smile, and his voice was full of teasing and disdain: "Hey, Zhao Liang, whether your father is dead or alive has nothing to do with me, the young master. Weren't you lying in bed a few days ago, beaten half to death by that Xiao guy? How come you are suddenly full of energy now? Are you pretending to fool us?"

Bai Jun's words were like a sharp knife, stabbing Zhao Liang's heart. He trembled and wanted to refute, but found that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence. He could only watch his father struggling in pain in his arms, and every breath seemed to be draining his last vitality.

The laughter and discussions around him continued, and Zhao Liang felt as if he had been abandoned by the whole world. He clenched his teeth tightly to prevent tears from falling again, but his clenched fists silently told of his inner anger and unwillingness.

"Yes! I admit, I was pretending." There was a slight tremor in Zhao Liang's voice. He lowered his head, as if he was bowing to reality, but more for his father's chance of survival.

"Mr. Xiao did that on purpose because he didn't want me to get into trouble. Now, I've told you everything, can you...can you let me take my dad to the hospital first?

Please, Master Bai, I promise that after sending my dad to the hospital, I will have no complaints and accept whatever you do to me. "

His tone was full of pleading, even a little tearful, and his eyes were wet again. Zhao Liang's eyes were full of determination, a deep affection that would rather bear all the pain himself than see his father suffer any misfortune.

He held his father's hand tightly. Although the hands were stained with blood, they seemed to be his only support at the moment. However, Bai Jun's response was like a basin of cold water, completely extinguishing the fire of hope in his heart.

"Haha, Zhao Liang, Zhao Liang, do you think that admitting it will change anything? Let me tell you, your father's life or death is really none of my business. It would be great if he died. It would be a good opportunity to teach you a lesson, so that you will know the consequences of deceiving us."

A ferocious smile appeared on Bai Jun's face, which was full of coldness and ruthlessness, as if he was appreciating a tragedy that was about to happen.

Zhao Liang's heart sank to the bottom. He couldn't believe his ears, and he couldn't believe that the man in front of him could say such cruel words.

He looked up at Bai Jun, his eyes filled with anger and despair, but more of helplessness. He knew that his struggle at this moment was in vain, but he was still unwilling to give up. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he would fight for his father to the end.

"This Bai Jun is completely heartless and has no humanity at all!" A middle-aged man in the crowd lowered his voice, but the indignation in his tone was hard to conceal. His eyes were full of sympathy for Zhao Liang and his son, and dissatisfaction with Bai Jun's behavior.

"That's right. Zhao Liang's father was injured while working here. It was clearly a work-related injury. Logically, Aramco should be fully responsible. But what about now? Not only are they shirking responsibility, they are also preventing him from going to the hospital. This is simply disregarding human life. How cruel!"

An old lady nearby couldn't help but interrupt, her voice trembling a little, and it was obvious that she was touched by the scene.

"What a sin!" Someone else sighed softly, his tone full of helplessness and sadness. People around nodded in agreement. Although they did not dare to speak loudly, their desire for justice and sympathy for the weak gathered into a force that could not be ignored at this moment.

However, although the voices were faint, Bai Jun still caught them keenly. His face darkened instantly, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

He glanced at the crowd around him and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was full of disdain and provocation.

"Humph, a bunch of ants, dare to point fingers here?" Bai Jun thought to himself. Although he didn't say it out loud, his arrogance and arrogance were already evident. Not only did he not restrain himself because of the discussions around him, but he became even angrier.

In his opinion, the opinions of these ordinary people were not worth mentioning at all, and he was the master who controlled everything. Therefore, he became more determined to make Zhao Liang and his son pay the price for his "deception".

He suddenly glared at Zhao Liang with eyes that seemed to be burning with rage, and said word by word: "Your father is dying now, so you might as well go down and stay with him, so that he won't be alone over there with no one to accompany him."

There was an indescribable coldness and determination in his words, as if in his eyes, life was as light as a feather.

As soon as Bai Jun finished speaking, he waved his hand without hesitation, with unquestionable authority and dominance in his action. (End of this chapter)