"Right, right, Lin Fan, you can’t kill him! If you kill him, you’ll destroy our Su family!"
"Lin Fan, have you gone mad? Do you have no compassion? You’ve already reduced Young Master Chen to this state. Do you have to exterminate him completely?"
As Su ngqing finished speaking, Zhang ili and Yang Tingting exchanged a glance from the corner. As if waking from a dream, they also rushed to stand in front of Lin Fan.
They knew that while Lin Fan was certainly formidable, the Black Tiger Hall was even more notoriously fierce. This bastard was reckless and had nothing to lose, but the Su family absolutely could not withstand Chen Heihu’s fury. If they could desperately protect Chen Biao, not only would they be blaless, but they would also be owed a life-saving favor.
"Lin Fan, don’t you kill without blinking an eye? If you’ve got the guts, then kill the three of us won, too!" Zhang ili’s chubby face was dark and sinister as she subconsciously reverted to her usual disdainful expression toward Lin Fan.
"Young Master Chen, don’t be afraid. Even if we die, we’ll shield you from Lin Fan!" Yang Tingting turned her head to smile at Chen Biao, comforting him in a soft voice.
Stunned for a mont, Chen Biao pointed at Lin Fan and burst into manic laughter. "Hahaha! Oh, Lin Fan, you are both pitiful and pathetic. Even your wife’s family is on my side. You’ve lost, completely and utterly!"
"Who said I’ve lost?" Facing three pairs of wary eyes, Lin Fan laughed in fury, as if he were looking at three colossal idiots. "Su ngqing, do you all really think that by saving Chen Biao, you can latch onto a powerful connection and revive Su Pharmaceutical?"
Her sche exposed, Su ngqing’s face burned. She turned her head and snorted angrily. "Hmph, so what? Unless you step over my dead body, don’t even think of laying another finger on Young Master Chen!"
"And you two," Lin Fan laughed again, turning his gaze to Zhang ili and Yang Tingting, "do you think I was so weak before, so easily manipulated by you?"
"So what if you can fight? Is that supposed to be impressive?" Zhang ili’s face was flushed red as she shrieked in anger. "If you have the nerve, then kill ! If you don’t, you’re a spineless coward, and I’ll still look down on you!"
"Lin Fan, you wouldn’t dare kill a woman, would you? If you do this, how can you face your mother’s spirit in heaven?" Yang Tingting shrank back for a second before jutting out her chin and questioning him harshly.
SMACK!
The next mont, Lin Fan’s palm connected with Yang Tingting’s face, sending her flying through the air and tumbling several ters away.
"You’re not worthy of ntioning my mother’s spirit in heaven," he snarled, the corner of his eye twitching violently, his gaze burning with rage.
SMACK! SMACK!
Lin Fan raised his hand again, sending Su ngqing and Zhang ili screaming and tumbling away as well.
"The three of you, did you ever spare a single thought for whether my mother lived or died?" Lin Fan pointed at them as they huddled together, their eyes filled with terror and panic. "I shouldn’t have fucking intervened! I should’ve just waited for Chen Biao to torture you all to death! And now you turn around to protect scum like him? You threaten with your own deaths?"
A towering rage churned in his chest, threatening to explode.
"What does the survival of your Su family have to do with ?"
CRACK!
Ignoring the horrified expressions on the three won’s faces, Lin Fan lifted his foot and stomped down, crushing Chen Biao’s right hand.
"Ah... Lin Fan! You motherfucker, you’ll die a miserable death! You... you’ll regret everything you’ve done today!" Chen Biao’s sneer froze on his face, replaced by a wretched scream as his body convulsed violently. His face went deathly pale, and he struggled desperately under Lin Fan’s foot, but it was no use.
"Lin Fan, why are you doing this? Why must you push the Su family to a dead end?" Su ngqing, her eyes red and swollen, scread through her sobs.
Zhang ili and Yang Tingting shivered uncontrollably, no longer daring to talk back as they desperately shrank into a ball.
"A dead end?" Lin Fan’s breathing grew ragged. "When you left my mother in the hospital to die, your Su family deserved to be pushed to a dead end!"
CRACK!
He lifted his foot and stomped down fiercely once more. In an instant, Chen Biao’s left hand was obliterated, turned into a mangled pulp of bloody flesh.
"Lin Fan, fuck you! You clearly hate the Su family, so why the hell are you torturing ?!" Chen Biao let out another squeal like a slaughtered pig, tears of agony streaming down his face as his pants grew damp.
His gaze shot past Lin Fan to glare daggers at Su ngqing and the other two. He hated these three stupid won with a burning passion! If they hadn’t been so aggressive toward Lin Fan, he wouldn’t have had to suffer such humiliation and torture, even if he still had to die!
Trembling all over, Chen Biao snarled at the three won, "You three idiots, did you deliberately get Lin Fan to torture ? Just you wait, my father will never let your Su family off!"
"Ah... Young Master Chen, you can’t accuse innocent people! We were really trying to save you!" Hearing this, Zhang ili’s plump face paled, and she scrambled to defend herself.
"Yes, Young Master Chen, this was all Lin Fan’s doing! You can’t hold it against us!" Yang Tingting was on the verge of tears, covering her swollen cheeks as she shivered.
"Young Master Chen, don’t worry! Even if Lin Fan kills you, we will expose his heinous cris to the public!" Su ngqing’s face burned again, but she forced herself to shout.
She never would have imagined that not only was he ungrateful, but he was actually blaming them for provoking Lin Fan? Talk about biting the hand that feeds you!
"Why don’t I leave you all so private space to have a nice chat?"
The next mont, murderous intent flashed in Lin Fan’s eyes. He had completely lost his patience.
CRACK!
Lin Fan lifted his foot and stomped one last ti. With a violent convulsion, Chen Biao’s neck snapped.
His eyes bulged with resentnt. In his dying throes, he used his broken, bloody hand to sar a crooked "Su" character beside him.
Lin Fan didn’t even spare him a glance. He grabbed the black plastic bag from the ground, turned, and walked away.
I’ve wasted too much ti. I have to get to the Yuan family right away to oversee my mother’s funeral.
A long ti passed before the footsteps outside finally faded away.
Zhang ili snapped back to her senses and burst into tears with a loud wail. "ngqing, what do we do? What are we going to do?"
Terrified and tear-streaked, Yang Tingting clung to Zhang ili, and they both sobbed their hearts out.
"...First, get Su Gang to the hospital. Then we’re going to the Yuan family," Su ngqing said, gritting her teeth as she got to her feet, her eyes fixed on Chen Biao’s corpse.
Who would have thought that the notoriously feared Black Prince of Haicheng would be stomped to death by that good-for-nothing, Lin Fan? He did it as casually as crushing an ant! This man... was he hiding his true self all this ti, or had I completely misjudged him for the last four years? When I angrily signed the divorce papers... was I, Su ngqing, the one who was wrong?
Her heart clenched violently. Her chest felt crushed by a massive boulder, making it hard to breathe.
Su ngqing’s face darkened as she clenched her fists.
No, I’m not wrong. Lin Fan is the one who’s wrong! If you’d shown these skills sooner, would anyone have treated you like a weak, incompetent piece of trash? Are you showing off your strength in front of now on purpose? Is this to humiliate ? To make regret it?!
A mont later, the three won struggled to support the unconscious Su Gang as they left the Black Tiger Building and headed for the hospital.
"Mom, you stay at the hospital and look after Su Gang. Tingting and I will go to the Yuan family."
Standing at the hospital entrance, Su ngqing gritted her teeth and stared toward the city’s outskirts.
"I’m going to expose Lin Fan’s true colors in front of everyone at the Yuan family!"
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