Urban Carefree Warrior God Chapter 702 703: Driven by Life, the Edge is No More!

Chen Yang settled into the business van but didn't start the engine for a long while.

The warm sunlight was just right.

The villagers out for a stroll were all discussing the marriage between Ning Kun and a girl nad Dandan. The gist of it was that Ning Kun, that useless idiot, must have been blessed with so incredible ancestral luck to have gained the girl's family's favor.

A man like him should have remained a bachelor his entire life. It was a pity for a good girl like Dandan—a clear case of a beautiful flower planted in a pile of cow dung.

Their words even touched upon the village chief's son, who surely wouldn't be content to let Dandan marry a good-for-nothing.

Chen Yang's eyes darkened instantly, and his slightly upturned lips twisted into a scowl of annoyance and profound indignation.

Ning Kun has outstanding military achievents. He's a true man, standing tall and proud. How could he be a useless idiot? Since this anger won't subside, how can I just leave? Besides, I bear an inescapable responsibility for Ning Kun falling to this state. Since everyone mocks you, calling you the trash probably kicked out of the Martial Departnt, then I, Chen Yang, will personally clear your na today. I will let you stand tall and proud under this vast sky. How can a hero remain naless?

With that thought, Chen Yang stubbed out his cigarette, got out of the van, and headed back the way he ca.

At that mont, Ning Kun was with his brother and sister-in-law, discussing the wedding date and specific details with the girl's family.

The girl, whose na was Fu Dandan, was just over twenty years old. She had bright, lively eyes that held a shy bashfulness as she occasionally glanced up at Ning Kun.

She was plain in appearance and wore no makeup, lacking the fashion and glamour of girls from the big cities. However, her innate goodness and the purity in her eyes were like a breath of fresh spring air.

Ning Kun would sotis scratch his head and sotis laugh foolishly. When their eyes t, he would quickly look away.

The girl's face flushed red, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her clothes, twisting them in her lap.

It's been said that a girl blushing shyly in your presence is the world's most beautiful and touching love confession.

This scene was one that even the boundless sky would envy.

The onlookers, however, were constantly shaking their heads, whispering and pointing.

In their eyes, Dandan was one of the finest girls around. With just a little makeup, she would be a delightful beauty. So why on earth did she fancy Ning Kun, that simpleton?

He was an orphan, poor as a church mouse, and didn't even have a house to his na. He was forced to cram into a shabby bungalow with his brother and sister-in-law.

Did the Ning Family's ancestors accumulate good karma, or did they just get unbelievably lucky?

Word was that the two families had already started discussing the wedding date today.

It was inconceivable. Dandan looked decent enough, but there must be sothing wrong with her eyes. In fact, her whole family must have sothing wrong with their eyes.

The villagers, already petty and sharp-tongued on a good day, took advantage of their numbers to begin scoffing openly.

"Ning Kun, you spineless loser who got kicked out of the Martial Departnt, you should take a good look at yourself in the mirror! Do you think you're worthy of such a fine girl? Better not to ruin her life."

"A toad lusting after a swan's flesh, what a joke."

In a village of a few hundred people, the vast majority were simple and honest, but there were always a few sour grapes who couldn't stand to see others do well.

The rest simply watched in silence.

These comnts sparked a burst of derisive laughter from the crowd.

Many looked daggers at Ning Kun, as if hoping to pressure him into calling off the engagent and living the rest of his life alone.

Ning Shan glared at them, but before he could speak, Hu Yun put a hand on her hip, pointed at the crowd with her other hand, and sneered, "Jealous, are you? Even if you were sour enough for all your teeth to fall out, a good girl like Dandan would still be out of your league."

"What a bunch of garbage, pah!"

Ning Shan also stood up, taking a place beside his wife.

Experiencing such a scene for the first ti, Ning Kun bowed his head, his face burning red, not knowing what to do with his hands.

"Look at that wimp, Ning Kun."

"Haha, just give it up. Don't ruin a good girl."

Hu Yun's retort didn't quiet them down. In fact, led by a man in his thirties wearing baggy pants and a gold chain, the crowd only grew more out of control.

The young man's na was Zhang Qiang, the village chief's only son. He was used to throwing his weight around, and it was common knowledge that he had been coveting Dandan's beauty for a long ti.

So, it was no surprise that he would show up today to openly oppose the marriage.

Coupled with the fact that Zhang Qiang's family was wealthy and influential, the crowd naturally sided with him.

Holding a cigarette, Zhang Qiang thrust one hand past his open jacket to rest on his hip and declared righteously, "Everyone can see the disparity between your two families. Aren't you just ruining Dandan's life?"

"I won't say much more. Ning Kun is not worthy of being with Dandan. Break it up."

He spoke with such righteous conviction that anyone who didn't know better might have thought he was one of Dandan's closest relatives.

"You..."

Outnumbered and outmatched, Hu Yun's bravado faltered, and she began to tremble with anger.

Was Ning Kun really a coward?

In recent days, he had co to understand a hard truth: no matter how strong his fists were, they were no match for wealth and power. If things truly turned ugly, his opponents had a hundred ways to make it impossible for him to survive here.

He wouldn't mind if it were just him, but his brother and sister-in-law had lived here their whole lives. If they were forced to leave, where would they go?

It was the world that had ground down his sharp corners and extinguished the sharp, killing edge of his past.

"Let's go inside," Ning Kun said to Hu Yun and Dandan's family.

"Heh heh..."

Zhang Qiang laughed and took a few steps forward. "I told you to break it up, and you want to go inside? Are you asking to die?"

Ning Kun glared furiously.

"What, you got a problem? Get on the ground for !"

Zhang Qiang lunged forward, swinging his fist at Ning Kun's head. The man who had once borne the Anti-General Banner instantly clenched his fists.

A flicker of murderous intent sparked in his eyes but was just as quickly suppressed.

THUMP.

His left cheek took the full force of the punch, but his body didn't move an inch. A trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

A collective gasp went through the crowd.

Ning Kun wiped the blood from his mouth, feeling almost nothing. Which of the injuries he had suffered wasn't ten tis worse than this?

But still, the humiliation was suffocating!

Besides his fear of getting his family involved, he had also sworn an oath under the banner: his fists and his blade were for foreign enemies, never for his own people.

"Are you all right?"

Dandan shot to her feet, grabbed Ning Kun's broad, calloused hand with a look of desperation, and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from his mouth.

Ning Kun scratched his head and gave a silly smile. "It's... it's nothing."

Zhang Qiang's jealousy flared into a rage.

Chen Yang, who had just returned, went cold the mont he saw what was happening. A chilling killing intent shot from his eyes.

He understood perfectly why Ning Kun didn't fight back.

There was his duty, and there were the pressures of life.

But still...

Chen Yang let out a long sigh and strode forward.