Kapitel 1190: Chapter 1190: I, Gongsun Qitian, Can Cure Your Grandfather

No matter how much Nangong Wangcai pleaded, it was useless. They still followed the old man's orders, broke one of his legs, and then escorted the old man into a Rolls-Royce.

The small motorcade dashed away, leaving Nangong Wangcai clutching his bloody broken leg, wailing desperately in the bustling square.

At that moment, what hurt him the most was his heart.

He gritted his teeth and bitterly said, "Grandfather, how can you treat me like this, even if... even if I am not the grandson you value most, I am still your own grandson..."

"In front of so many people, you broke my leg and left me here, forcing me to beg that bastard like a dog to save you."

"In your eyes, am I really worse than a dog? You old geezer, why don't you just die."

He didn't dare to speak too loudly, for if the old man heard it, he would surely be dead.

He was unconvinced.

Really unconvinced!

What troubled his mind now was not how to beg Shen Zhou to treat his grandfather, but how to kill Shen Zhou.