After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 687: Torturing Scum, Provoking an Even More Terrifying Big Boss (1)

Translator: _Min_

“Miss Si, maybe I should just withdraw,” Jing Zhou said, his lips pursed firmly, his expression resolute. “They’ve already set their sights on me. They won’t stop just because they didn’t succeed this time.”

The Ji family was a powerful and well-connected household in Sijiu City. Against such formidable adversaries, ordinary people like them stood little chance.

Despite his talent in esports, Jingzhou knew he couldn’t contend with the influential Ji family.

They failed this time, but they would surely try again.

He didn’t want to cause any trouble for Si Fuqing.

It was supposed to be his issue alone, but now Jiang Changfeng was also involved.

Jing Zhou felt a pang of guilt.

“Withdraw?” Si Fuqing turned to him, her voice cool and detached. “Why should you withdraw? It’s not your fault. If the Ji family is oppressing you, you should stand on the global finals stage even more and make them look up to you from below.”

“I know,” Jing Zhou replied with a bitter smile, looking somewhat defeated. “I’m just afraid I might not make it until then.”

“Don’t worry, I’m here,” Si Fuqing assured him, turning to Jiang Changfeng with a nod. “How long until he’s healed?”

Jiang Changfeng pondered for a moment. “Twenty-four hours for a full recovery, six hours for the bone fracture.”

The Miracle Doctor Alliance didn’t joke when it came to healing flesh and mending bones.

“Alright,” Si Fuqing nodded slightly. “You all rest well. They wouldn’t dare make a move in the hospital.”

Without lingering any longer, she left the room.

Jing Zhou didn’t manage to call after her.

They all knew Si Fuqing was busy. She had even gone to Mo City with the film crew earlier that day.

And now she had rushed back because of a team member’s injury.

Where was she off to now?

“I’m going home to get some medicine,” Jiang Changfeng stood up. “Here’s some painkiller for now. Take this and get some good sleep tonight.”

He handed over a bottle of medicine he carried with him to Jing Zhou, instructing him to share it with Yi Jinlin and the others, then left as well.

Those remaining in the hospital room exchanged glances.

The old saying was, a bone took a hundred days to heal.

And when the injury was to such a delicate organ as the hand, even successful surgery didn’t guarantee there wouldn’t be lingering effects.

What kind of medicine could heal a fracture in just twenty hours?

Yi Jinlin scratched his head. “Captain, is Brother Jiang some kind of immortal?”

Recalling the scene where the bodyguard’s electric baton and arm had melted, Jing Zhou’s heart shuddered. “Maybe…”

“I heard netizens say that Brother Jiang and his younger sister are just farmers,” Yi Jinlin muttered. “If they’re farmers, then I’m a bug munching on crops in the field.”

Jing Zhou fell silent.

This farmer certainly didn’t seem ordinary.

His gaze hardened. “Brother Jiang and I almost had an accident. What happened with you guys?”

“We didn’t come across any car,” Yi Jinlin sighed. “Someone came at us directly with electric batons. They were huge, we couldn’t dodge.”

Jing Zhou’s expression grew more serious. “Ji Boyan is really not giving up, thinking his family can cover the sky with one hand.”

“What can we do?” Yi Jinlin shook his head. “The Ji family might not be the strongest, but the Yu family stands with them. What can we do?”

“Miss Si seems not as simple as she appears,” Jing Zhou glanced towards the door. “Let’s rest for now.”

The next day’s match would likely have to be forfeited.

Fortunately, the selection was a points-based system, and they could still make a comeback later.

Outside the hospital.

Si Fuqing indeed hadn’t rested at all, rushing back from Mo City upon receiving the news.

She wanted to race back, but Yuejian stopped her.

Si Fuqing opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. “Third senior sister, it’s been a while since I’ve stretched my muscles. How about a little fun?”

“Hmm?” Yuejian’s eyes narrowed. “Who’s bold enough to provoke you?”

“Sijiu City, the Ji family,” Si Fuqing smiled faintly. “Since they are so overt, why should I hold back?”

“Understood,” Yuejian snapped her fingers. “I really haven’t been active in a while, it’s time for some exercise.”

Si Fuqing buckled her seatbelt, her index finger pressed to her lips. “Shh, don’t let Sister Sang know.”

Yuejian raised an eyebrow, leisurely. “I’m surprised you listen to her at all.”

She sped to the airport at top speed.

Si Fuqing booked the earliest flight, and the two sisters boarded a night flight to Sijiu City.

Three hours later, at three in the morning, the sisters arrived in Sijiu City.

Every major team had its own training base.

The Ji family had only established their team two years ago, but Ji Boyan had invested heavily, especially in the equipment.