Everything fell silent!
Soon, Bai Yang’s screams echoed.
The elderly man with gray hair, dressed in a Tang suit, Bai Yang, wailed endlessly, his jaw nearly shattered by Fang Yi’s punch. Even his cries sounded like a squeaking mouse, extrely piercing and unpleasant.
As Bai Yang’s elder brother, Bai Yin, the elderly man with white hair, his expression was utterly shocked at this mont.
Yes,
how could he have imagined that his younger brother would be beaten like this with just one punch from Fang Yi.
Wasn’t he crippled?
Even if not, how could he be this formidable?
Bai Yin couldn’t believe it, his face full of shock.
"Oops!"
Suddenly, Fang Yi’s knees buckled as he stood, kneeling on the ground, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Bai Yin, initially shocked, began to sneer again.
"So that’s it, that’s it. I was wondering how you could resist like this. Turns out you’re burning your own potential, seeking death." Bai Yin wasn’t ignorant; seeing Fang Yi kneel and spit blood, he instantly recognized that Fang Yi was using sothing akin to the demon technique seen in martial arts dramas. It wouldn’t last long; there’s no need for him to act; Fang Yi would soon die by himself.
But alas, his own brother suffered. Bai Yin promptly checked Bai Yang’s injuries and fortunately, it’s severe but not fatal for now!
Then, Bai Yin stood up again, turned his gaze towards Fang Yi, eyes full of cold, venomous resentnt.
"You little bastard, you must die!" Bai Yin gritted his teeth, coldly spat out the words.
Fang Yi didn’t speak.
Not because he didn’t want to, but simply because he couldn’t.
But Fang Yi turned his head and saw Hua Huiyue limp on the ground.
Clenching his teeth, Fang Yi’s right hand ford a fist, his body squird, finally turning into a kneeling position on one knee, needing a break.
On one knee, Fang Yi lifted his head, eting Bai Yin’s cold, venomous gaze, saying nothing, but he gestured towards Bai Yin.
A middle finger.
Also, Fang Yi’s lips curled into a slight contemptuous smile.
A middle finger, a contemptuous smile, enough to reveal Fang Yi’s current intentions.
"Even at this point, you dare to be arrogant with . Fine, you’re provoking , then I’ll let you know what my anger is!"
Bai Yin walked towards Fang Yi.
But just at this mont, a gunshot rang out with a bang, Bai Yin darted aside swiftly, but the bullet followed like a shadow, chasing Bai Yin.
Sun Ying hiding in the dark held a pistol, aiming, with fourteen bullets in the magazine.
At this rate, they’ll soon be used up; perhaps by then, she’d die.
Die if I must!
After all, she promised to owe him a life.
Seeing that mature woman limp on the ground, seeing Abandoned Dragon kneel on one knee, his mouth flowing with blood, Sun Ying didn’t even know why she dared to provoke such a terrifying old man.
...
Fang Yi ca to Hua Huiyue’s side, one hand resting on Hua Huiyue’s fragrant shoulder, the other scooping Hua Huiyue’s knee bend, and with a low roar, he forcefully lifted him up.
"Oops!"
Fang Yi inexplicably spat out a mouthful of blood.
Perhaps he exerted too much effort while lifting Hua Huiyue.
The blood stained Hua Huiyue’s down coat red, her beautiful eyes widened, then she angrily said, "Put down, get lost, clear off, do you hear!"
Fang Yi smiled, extrely strained, mouth full of blood, incredibly bleak, "I can listen to everything you say, except for this, I won’t!"
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