Song Yang's roar was sowhat hysterical, and everyone around was drawn to the scene. Ghost Hand looked at Luo Zheng in surprise, then turned to Song Yang. Seeing Song Yang launch a kick at Luo Zheng, his face suddenly changed. He hooked the nearby sofa to block it. The sofa couldn't withstand Song Yang's full-force strike and was imdiately kicked away. Seeing Song Yang was serious, Ghost Hand, with a face ashen, swiftly moved in front to block him, and coldly shouted, "Song Yang, stop right now."
"Gui Li, do you want to stand up for him and beco an enemy of the Song family?" Song Yang coldly said.
As a mber of the Crown Prince Party, Ghost Hand was very clear about the rules of the ga in this circle. Certain things should absolutely not be said loosely, such as becoming an enemy of the family. His expression darkened, and he looked at Luo Zheng with so confusion, not understanding the deep hatred between Luo Zheng and Song Yang. Still, he said resolutely, "Bullshit, I am who I am, not representing my family. Even if I'm to be an enemy, it's just against your Song family. Don't drag my family into this. He's my brother; to touch him is to touch . Just try it; I'll cripple you." He kicked away a chair nearby, and a massive aura of murderous intent erupted.
Luo Zheng was taken aback, not expecting Ghost Hand to defend him recklessly. He felt a warmth in his heart, stepped forward, and stood beside Ghost Hand, coldly saying, "Song scum, long ti no see. I didn't expect you're still a scum with no progress. Co on, let's settle our issues today without involving others. Always bringing up the family, don't you get sick of it? I certainly find it disgusting."
"You guys know each other?" Ghost Hand, not fully understanding the truth, asked in surprise.
Gui Fang looked at Luo Zheng in astonishnt, her eyes filled with curiosity as she asked, "Such a big temper, did you steal his woman or sothing?"
That remark, though not yet made, thoroughly ignited Song Yang's rage. Song Yang's face darkened as he shouted, "Co on, let's see what you're capable of. I've been waiting for this day a long ti." With that, he took up his stance, eyes bloodshot, spewing flas of anger, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"What's going on?" Ghost Hand, keenly sensing that the situation was not simple, stared at Luo Zheng in doubt. As a mber of the Crown Prince Party, Ghost Hand was too aware of the power of the Song family. Once the fight started, regardless of justice, Luo Zheng would not fare well. Touching on local affairs would also pose difficulties for the military to handle.
"Song Yang, wait for a mont, let understand the situation before you act." Ghost Hand cautiously shouted, simultaneously pulling out his phone, ready to call Lan Xue. Once the fight began, the situation could completely spiral out of control, and by then, only Lan Xue's grandfather could manage it.
Song Yang gave Ghost Hand a cold glance. How could he speak the truth? And shouted, "This is none of your business, step aside."
"I said, he's my brother. To touch him is to touch . Just try?" Ghost Hand also grew angry, his words forceful and deliberate, his expression turning unfriendly, his eyes blazing like torches, his gaze fixed on Song Yang like a sharp sword, the fighting spirit in him growing stronger, and the surrounding air seed to solidify, making breathing difficult and causing unease.
"Wow, is it really because of a woman?" Gui Fang shouted in surprise, her face full of gossip, with no trace of fear but rather excitent as she walked up, looked at Luo Zheng, then at Song Yang, and disdainfully said, "Geez, you n are so boring, always resorting to fighting. Song Yang, I'm here having a drink today; are you trying to ruin my mood?"
Song Yang stared coldly at Luo Zheng, unmoved. If not for worrying about Ghost Hand's attitude, he would have already made his move. Seeing this, Gui Fang grew angry, pulled out her phone, sent a text to soone unknown, then threw her phone onto the table, walked between the two, and shouted, "Go on, hit . See if you've got the guts to kill first."
"Move aside." Ghost Hand knew Gui Fang ant well in trying to diate this way, but so matters between n could not be talked down. He glanced at the livid-faced Luo Zheng, unable to grasp the specifics of the situation, but that did not impact his determination and choice. Pointing at Song Yang, he shouted, "Kid, fight or scram, I'm in a good mood today and don't want to stoop to your level."
"Kid, if you're a man, co out and we'll fight." Song Yang didn't want to fight with Ghost Hand and complicate matters, but he wasn't afraid of Luo Zheng. His mind was filled with humiliation and anger as he walked towards Luo Zheng.
Gui Fang hurried to Luo Zheng and whispered, "You're not really the legendary guy who stole his girl, are you? Also, he's the jerk I told you about—help teach him a lesson. If sothing happens, my brother and I will stand by you. My parents definitely won't ignore it; he wouldn't dare go too far."
"Enough, no more talking." Ghost Hand shouted from the side, afraid that Gui Fang would escalate the situation. Gui Fang didn't know, but Ghost Hand clearly sensed the murderous aura on Song Yang. This was a deadly feud, where only one person would stand in the end. Ghost Hand, alone, wasn't afraid, but he didn't want a conflict between his family and the Song family.
Seeing Ghost Hand's serious look, Gui Fang realized the gravity of the situation. She gritted her teeth, positioned herself in front of Luo Zheng, and demanded of Song Yang, "Song Yang, what exactly do you want?"
"This has nothing to do with you; step aside, lest you get hurt inadvertently." Luo Zheng pushed Gui Fang aside. He understood Ghost Hand's choice—they had faced life and death together, and he would have done the sa. However, Gui Fang was an outsider and shouldn't be involved. He coldly looked at Song Yang and made a welcoming gesture, saying, "Co on, let give you a move. Let's see if you've improved any in this ti."
"You're asking for it." Enraged, Song Yang charged forward in a burst, lifting his foot and aiming a direct kick at Luo Zheng's chest.
Luo Zheng stepped back half a step, dodging the powerful kick, and with one hand ford into a claw, struck like lightning. He grabbed Song Yang's leg forcefully, his fingers targeting the Three Yin Crossing Acupoint just three inches up from the tip of Song Yang's ankle bone, behind the shin bone, and coldly shouted, "Is that all you've got?"
Song Yang felt his entire lower limb go numb, unable to exert any force, and he looked at Luo Zheng in panic. Desperately struggling, he found his foot irretrievable. Gritting his teeth, he jumped with the foot he was standing on and used the montum to rotate his body, viciously swinging a kick towards Luo Zheng's head.
"Fall." Luo Zheng commanded coldly, shaking the hand that had grabbed the Three Yin Crossing Acupoint and struck Song Yang's foot palm fiercely. Song Yang, midair, having lost his balance and unable to borrow any force, was shaken by Luo Zheng and flew three or four ters away, crashing into a pile of tables and chairs.
"Wow, incredible!" Gui Fang shouted excitedly.
Luo Zheng, looking baffled, turned his head and saw the new girl he had t was exceedingly bold, seemingly courting chaos. But then he noticed Gui Fang was filming with her phone. He nodded appreciatively and looked towards Song Yang, who was slowly getting up. Luo Zheng's face regained its composure; the recent clash had shown him that Song Yang was far less capable than him and not a concern. However, he still contained his rage, not wanting to cause trouble for Ghost Hand.
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