Fang Yi turned around and saw that Fan Hanhan and Xu Mo had vanished without a trace, and even that guy who ca wielding an axe to act as cannon fodder had seized the opportunity to take off and disappeared.
Fang Yi originally considered pursuing them, but after thinking it over, he ultimately decided against it.
After all,
With Lin ngyan here, it was impossible for Fang Yi to give chase while carrying her, and he also needed to take Lin ngyan back to treat her injuries as soon as possible.
Finally, Fang Yi believed that sooner or later he would et Fan Hanhan again; there was plenty of ti, letting them live a bit longer didn’t cost him anything, and sooner or later, he would settle accounts.
Now,
He had already reclaid a bit of interest.
Fang Yi turned to look at Yang Qian, who had been extrely arrogant just a mont ago, trying to take advantage by attacking Fang Yi while he was weak.
But now, like his two beloved dogs, he had turned into a pitiful wet dog, beyond rescue, even the most skilled Divine Doctor couldn’t save him!
Because, just now, Fang Yi’s Mountain Breaking strike shattered all of the trench coat man’s organs.
He couldn’t live!
Fang Yi carried Lin ngyan over to Yang Qian.
Before dying, Yang Qian had a mont of fleeting lucidity, in his eyes, besides fear, there was more of anger and venomous resentnt, as if wishing to stand up once more to pounce on Fang Yi.
"I know, there must be a lot of unwillingness in your heart." Fang Yi looked directly into Yang Qian’s venomous eyes and said this.
Yang Qian’s mouth moved, he said intermittently, "I... I’ll beco a ghost..."
Fang Yi nodded, "Even as a ghost, you won’t let go, right?"
Yang Qian remained silent, finding it impossible to make a sound.
And Fang Yi continued, "You know why I’m wasting ti with you here, right? The reason is simple, just letting you die like this is too easy on you! This mont, your heart must be filled with unwillingness and hatred, but so what? You’re dead, you’re just dead, this world has nothing to do with you anymore."
"The Purple... Purple Gold Sect will definitely... not let you... let you go!" Yang Qian’s eyes were still filled with anger, "My master... also... won’t... let you go..."
"That’s sothing that will happen after your death!" Fang Yi said coldly.
Leaving that sentence, Fang Yi couldn’t be bothered to speak any more, he turned and walked away.
Seeing Fang Yi turn to leave, Yang Qian, lying on the ground, widened his eyes once more, reaching out as if trying to grab Fang Yi, but as Fang Yi walked further away, Yang Qian’s hand slowly lowered.
Finally, Yang Qian’s eyes remained wide open, his head tilted, and he stopped breathing.
He,
was dead!
But he died with his eyes open.
However, what does that have to do with Fang Yi?
Even in this civilized society, it remains survival of the fittest. Yang Qian wanted to kill him; he spared him the first ti, and when he ca again, he was just courting death, so who can be blad for that?
Just now, the reason Fang Yi said so much to Yang Qian was because he didn’t want Yang Qian to die so easily. Letting soone die with anger and hatred makes for a more painful death.
To others, this might seem aningless.
But to Fang Yi, it was very aningful!
The Land Rover was still parked by the roadside. Fang Yi placed Lin ngyan in the passenger seat, buckled her seatbelt, and then sat in the driver’s seat.
As soon as he sat down, Fang Yi felt a tightness in his chest and spat out another mouthful of blood.
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