Suddenly, a voice came and interrupted Zhang Long's thoughts.

Four or five people with sticks rushed over. They were Song Yanyun's boyfriend!

Huang Da Shan.

Huang Dashan was a rich playboy, and he liked to make this kind of lovey-dovey friends most in society.

Song Yanyun had been bullied before, and he had broken the man's leg.

Seeing Huang Shan coming with his men, Zhang Long instinctively became worried and nervous.

"You bastard, how dare you hurt my girlfriend?" Huang Dashan came over aggressively, grabbed Zhang Long's collar, and pressed him against the wall.

"I didn't touch her," Zhang Long explained.

"Could it be that my girlfriend deliberately let you be frivolous?" Huang Da Shan's face turned cold as he gritted his teeth and asked.

"Huang Dashan, I've already broken away from the Song family, and I won't live under the same roof as them in the future. You... let go of me!" Zhang Long's face was red, but his momentum was still a little weaker.

"Let go?" Huang Shanshan sneered. "Zhang Long, I'll give you a chance to choose. Either kneel down and apologize to my friend, or I'll break one of your hands. You choose!"

Zhang Long's heart skipped a beat, and he said angrily, "Don't push it too far."

"Go too far?" Huang Dashan slapped Zhang Long's cheek with his hand and said jokingly, "If you don't want to kneel, destroy your hand!"

Zhang Long's face turned blue and red at the same time. He had just made up his mind not to live in vain, but in the blink of an eye, he was in trouble.

"Should I continue to be weak?"

"If you have the guts, beat me to death." Zhang Long gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"Hey, you don't want to do that, do you?" Huang Dashan was furious and punched Zhang Long in the abdomen.

Zhang Long covered his stomach and stepped back. He clenched his fists and threw a punch at Huang Shan.

However, this punch looked fierce, but it was not threatening at all.

"How dare you fight back?" Huang Shan was completely furious and said, "Beat him for me!"

The stick fell like rain. Zhang Long didn't know how to fight, so he could only protect his head in a panic.

He didn't know who hit him on the head with the stick. When he got close to him, he felt dizzy and fainted...

"What a good-for-nothing!"

A cold snort came out of nowhere.

"Who is it?" Zhang Long could not distinguish between reality and illusion, so he asked in a panic.

"As a dragon, you are such a coward. Shame on you!"

A cold shout appeared, shocking Zhang Long's heart and soul.

In front of him was a man standing on the top of the mountain. There were piles of bones under his feet.

He exuded a king-like majesty and aggressiveness, which made people couldn't help but worship him.

"Who the hell are you? Where am I..." Zhang Long said in horror.

The man turned around and stared at Zhang Long coldly. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have passed the inheritance to you!"

Son!

Zhang Long was shocked. "Is this the father I have been looking for for so many years?"

"Are... are you really my father?" Zhang Long was very frightened and nervous.

For so many years, he had been too eager to find his father.

Even though he had asked Old Master Song many times, Old Master Song had never told him.

In his dream, Zhang Long often saw the back of the man with his back to him!

Now, he was finally sure that this person was his father.

For so many years, he had been too eager to find his father, so he rushed over regardless of his own safety.

But no matter how hard he tried, even if he couldn't touch that man, he still looked so far away.

"From today on, you are my successor. I hope you won't let me down again." The man said.

He turned around again, looking a little lonely.

Zhang Long couldn't catch up with him no matter how hard he tried.

"Don't... don't go..."

Zhang Long, who was exhausted, burst into tears. It had been more than 20 years, and he finally knew his father, but he couldn't touch him.

He was too eager for family affection.

Zhang Long's vision gradually darkened. He suddenly opened his eyes, but what he saw was an antique boudoir.

"Are you awake?"

A pleasant voice sounded beside her ear.

As soon as Zhang Long opened his eyes, he saw a tall, delicate, and snow-white woman looking at him.

"Who are you?" Zhang Long's consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he looked at her with a puzzled look.

"I was just a passer-by. I happened to see you fainted on the side of the road, so I sent you to the hospital." The woman's face was full of curiosity. "Obviously, you are seriously injured. How can you be fine?"

Zhang Long rubbed his swollen head and wondered if it was a dream.

When he was about to speak, a lot of light suddenly appeared in Zhang Long's mind.

Among them, there were cultivation methods, secret books, medical classics, secret cultivation methods, profound arts, and so on...

Zhang Long also found that there was a green, swimming dragon-like green light in his dantian.

He suddenly woke up and thought of the man who claimed to be his father.

"The inheritance?"

Zhang Long was pleasantly surprised. It seemed that all of this was not a dream.

"Miss Xiao, Doctor Li is here." At the door, the woman dressed as a nanny reminded her in a low voice.

"Since you're awake, I'll take my leave first."

"Thank you for saving me." Zhang Long quickly sat up and thanked him in a low voice.

"I'm doing this to do more good for my grandfather." The woman didn't seem to care much about it. She waved her hand and said, "I'll go first."

"What... how should I address you?"

"We met by chance. Maybe we won't have a chance to meet in the future," Miss Xiao said straightforwardly.

Looking at the other party, Zhang Long shook his head with a wry smile.

"You're right. Maybe we're not from the same world. What's the point of asking so many questions?"

As for staying at someone else's house, he was a little shy after all. It was not appropriate for him to stay any longer.

After a simple cleaning, Zhang Long went out.

In front of them were three luxury cars parked in a private garden.

The more he did so, the more he could tell that the Xiao family was not ordinary.

An old man was talking to a doctor in a white coat. The old man looked very weak.

"Doctor Li, my grandfather will depend on you." Miss Xiao was very polite.

"Don't worry, Miss Xiao. I've already seen it for you. He's just suffering mental damage. His Yang Qi is a little weak. Just give him some medicine."

Hearing this, Miss Xiao was overjoyed. "Thank you so much."

"I'm a doctor. It's my duty to save people. You're too polite," Dr. Li said with a smile, ready to make a prescription.

"Doctor Li, are you mistaken?"

The sudden voice made Doctor Li a little unhappy.

"Are you also a doctor?" Doctor Li turned to look at Zhang Long beside him.

Miss Xiao didn't expect that Zhang Long would interrupt here. Her face changed slightly and she said, "Don't talk nonsense."

"Don't get me wrong, Doctor Li. He is my... friend."

Zhang Long did not see the change in Miss Xiao's mood. He hurriedly explained, "Although I am not a doctor, I can see that the old man's life is in danger."

At this moment, Zhang Long saw a mass of black air in front of the old man. Although he didn't know why he could see it, he knew that it should be one of his abilities.

"Nonsense." Doctor Li was unhappy. "What did the doctor say here? Miss Xiao, if you don't trust me, I will leave now."

Hearing this, Miss Xiao immediately became angry. "Get out immediately. If you dare to talk nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude."

Her eyes were cold. Zhang Long didn't expect that his kind reminder would be like this.

He had no choice but to stop talking and remain silent.

Suddenly, Master Xiao, who was lying on the lounge chair, twitched. His face was full of pain, and his face turned purple...