Chapter 1399: Profound Powerlessness

Chapter 1399: Chapter 1399: Profound Powerlessness

Bam!

The hospital room door was pushed open again!

Just like Huang He did before, with no manners at all.

When a closer look was taken, the one who opened the door was a man wearing a black sleeveless T-shirt, bald-headed, eagle-eyed, his build not visibly strong, but his explosive power was definitely stronger than the two thugs brought by Huang He earlier.

Behind the bald man stood a couple, who looked only in their late thirties or early forties thanks to good self-care. The man had a strong presence, and the woman exuded a noble aura.

Lin Tian recognized these two; he had seen them in the documents. They were Huang He’s parents, Huang Miao and Wan Qiao.

Besides them, there were an additional woman and two men accompanying them, making a total of six people including the bald man who pushed the door.

"Dad, Mom, save me..." Huang He quivered as he called out.

Earlier, he was pushed to the brink by Lin Tian, scared to the point of losing control, with the thought of mutual destruction filling his mind.

The arrival of his parents was a warm ray of hope for Huang He! He suddenly felt wronged; men rarely shed tears, yet at this moment, Huang He cried like a woman.

"Beat the little bastard, then came the old bastard." Lin Tian squinted his eyes and smiled. Given the irreconcilable hatred between the sides, there was no need to show them any face. Calling them bastards was actually polite, like the saying "A thousand-year-old turtle outlives the rest."

Wan Qiao seemed not to hear Lin Tian’s mockery. As a mother, the first thing she saw was her own son!

The wheelchair was overturned, her son lay on the ground, and his chest was being stepped on!

Seeing this scene, Wan Qiao, who had been crying the past few days, started bawling again. She was hysterically going to pounce forward.

Wan Qiao was merely a woman who could handle employees and the media with grace, but at this moment, she was a mother!

Women are inherently weak, but mothers are strong!

Wan Qiao’s expression was exaggerated, as though she was ready to tear Lin Tian to shreds and drink his blood.

However, her weapon was merely the manicure she had done a few days ago; if the opponent were a young girl, she might scratch their face, but... the opponent was an Early Stage Golden Core master. Even with a handgun, victory wasn’t assured.

As Wan Qiao rushed forward, the bald man who had opened the door earlier also followed. He was here not only to save Mr. Huang but also to protect Wan Qiao!

Lin Tian didn’t consider himself a gentleman, but neither was he a villain. Wan Qiao was merely a mother worried about her child, so he wouldn’t make things too difficult for her.

So as Wan Qiao came close, Lin Tian stood his ground and simply flicked his hand across her shoulder. Spiritual Qi instantly pushed her back again.

Seeing Wan Qiao retreating fast and nearly falling, the young woman standing beside Huang Miao quickly caught her.

Meanwhile, the bald man who followed Wan Qiao had already thrown a punch.

Outsiders see the excitement, insiders see the essence.

This bald man wasn’t a cultivator, but he knew some boxing techniques: rigidly fierce, open and direct, sinister angles, extremely destructive!

But of course, these are trivial in front of Lin Tian.

As his fist was only ten centimeters away from Lin Tian’s chest, Lin Tian caught it with his palm, spiraling the Spiritual Qi, turning and pulling again. The bald man’s hand was twisted, bones snapped, emitting a deeply painful scream, and was finally tossed aside like trash by Lin Tian.

Huang Miao and the two men and the woman beside him were all utterly shocked!

They were well aware of the bald man’s combat power. To be bested in seconds! Apart from one arm, Lin Tian’s body remained immobile!

How terrifying must this guy be?!

They couldn’t estimate, but they definitely didn’t plan to approach for death.

Wan Qiao was taken aback too, but her eyes were only on her son, still clawing to fight Lin Tian, only to be held back by the young woman, unable to break free.

"Mr. Huang, I’ve recorded the entire process just now," someone whispered to Huang Miao.

"Got it," Huang Miao replied calmly.

Huang Miao wasn’t Huang He; he wouldn’t let hate cloud his judgment. Standing firmly on the side of the law usually meant standing undefeated!

Lin Tian was a known personality, a highly respected youth, widely admired by the public. If the video from earlier were released, social opinion could destroy him without the need for their intervention!

Huang Miao walked forward, glanced at his son under Lin Tian’s foot.

"Dad, save me... cough, cough..." Huang He weakly spoke, unable to resist the pain in his throat, coughing out a couple of blood clots.

Huang Miao stared into Lin Tian’s eyes, anger burning in his eyes, coldly saying, "Lin Tian, everything was recorded. If you let my son go now, I could consider letting things slide."

"I won’t let go."

Lin Tian replied nonchalantly, crushing his toe against Huang He’s chest as if he were grinding out a cigarette butt.

The pressure from Huang He’s wounds pulled at every nerve in his body, causing him to emit a piercing scream again.

Wan Qiao, already fragile, couldn’t bear seeing her son suffer so much, cried until she fainted, her body collapsing against the young woman.

"Mr. Huang, Ms. Wan fainted," the woman said.

"Take her to see a doctor," Huang Miao said coldly.

"Yes."

Huang Miao looked at Lin Tian, fists clenched. He wanted to crush Lin Tian’s skull, but knew he lacked the strength!

"Do you know what consequences the video’s spread online might bring?"

Lin Tian shrugged, "I know, go ahead and post it."

"..."

What do you mean, go ahead and post it?

Huang Miao had a lot prepared to say, but suddenly Lin Tian’s unconventional response left him speechless.

Do you care so little about your reputation? Do you disregard the pressure of public opinion like this?!

Lin Tian said, "Even if your son didn’t come for me, I would have gone for him. Hiring a hitman for murder under the law, how many years would that need?"

"You’re spouting nonsense!"

"Am I?" Lin Tian chuckled, "Do you think I’d speak without merit against you?"

"Do you have evidence?!" Huang Miao started to breathe heavily, not out of fatigue, but anger.

"Of course... not."

"You!" Huang Miao suddenly felt like a monkey, being played around.

Lin Tian chuckled again, "I personally don’t have it, but my friend does, like the speaking recording with that truck driver, and his pointing out. Oh right, I forgot to tell you, my friend dislikes Lu Wenxuan’s logistics company, so he sent people to take a look around. Guess what they found inside?"

The more Lin Tian spoke, the paler Huang Miao’s face became. It was a profound sense of helplessness; he wished to save his son but couldn’t beat the opponent. He wanted to use a handle to compel the opponent, only to find his own handle was akin to a toy compared to the opponent.