Chapter 879: They Actually Ran Away

the moan coming from upstairs. There was only her sister living upstairs. Could her sister be doing the same thing Thinking of this, the guilt in Lin Meiyue's heart disappeared a little. Her sister ha...He Tie Sheng's body twisted urgently, narrowly avoiding Ye Fan's kick. Unfortunately, he forgot about Ye Fan's follow-up attack. A whirlwind of legs was unleashed, layers of flickering shadows flashing. He Tie Sheng could only use his sword to block in a hurry. However, his hands seemed unable to keep up with Ye Fan's leg techniques. After blocking nearly twenty moves, his chest was struck heavily by Ye Fan's kick, and then he flew backward.

With this kick, Ye Fan used 70% of his strength. He believed that if he didn't kick He Tiesheng dozens of meters away and make him half-dead, it was impossible.

But to his surprise, after He Tiesheng left, he never came back.

Looking in the direction He Tiesheng flew, Ye Fan was a little confused. Suddenly, a shout came from far away in that direction: "I'll let you off today, we'll fight another day!" Ye Fan could hear that his voice was clearly weaker now.

Ye Fan was taken aback. This He Tiesheng was quite a character, escaping faster than a rabbit.

Seeing He Tiesheng, the one he had placed all his hopes in, actually abandoned him and ran away, Wang Xiaoyang instantly felt as if his face was pale with death. He desperately wanted to struggle and escape, but he found that his legs had lost all strength.

"Fan Ge, what should we do about this kid" Li Qiang kicked Wang Xiaoyang's leg as Ye Fan walked leisurely towards them.

Wang Xiaoyang had no more strength to beg for mercy. Now, his will was completely shattered, he just wanted to get away from these devils.

At this time, Luo Xueyan also got out of the car and glared hatefully at Wang Xiaoyang lying on the ground. It was this man who took advantage of the fire to loot and added insult to injury.

"Xueyan, I'll leave him to you. Decide his life or death." Ye Fan knew that Luo Xueyan must have been bearing immense psychological pain these days, and it was time for her to let it out.

Luo Xueyan's body trembled slightly, as if engaged in a fierce internal struggle. Thinking of the humiliations the Wang family had inflicted on her own family these days, she truly wished to kick Wang Xiaoyang hard twice. However, her father's life and death were still in their hands, so she couldn't do that.

Wang Xiaoyang, whose pupils were already dilated, suddenly perked up when he saw Luo Xueyan. He scrambled to the ground, grabbing onto her shoes and shouting, "Ayan, please save me! They're devils!"

Luo Xueyan hesitated, after all, she didn't want to completely sever ties with the Wang family. That way, her father would have no chance of turning things around.

Seeing Luo Xueyan waver, Wang Xiaoyang continued, "I'll have my father immediately release your father, and our Wang family will never pursue this again. We'll get married right away after you return, and then we'll go abroad."

It's a pity that before Wang Xiaoyang could finish his words, he was harshly stepped on by Ye Fan.

Ye Fan pressed down on Wang Xiaoyang's face with one foot, his face crushed by Ye Fan's weight, barely able to speak.

Luo Xueyan was shocked. She didn't expect Ye Fan to have such a big reaction, just as she was about to say something, Ye Fan stopped her with his hand.

"Wang, even now you dare to threaten Xueyan I've already given you a chance, it was you who didn't cherish it." After that, Ye Fan kicked Wang Xiaoyang step by step.

He actually still dared to threaten Luo Xueyan with Uncle Luo Chao and even dreamed of marrying Luo Xueyan

"Don't...don't kill me," Wang Xiaoyang finally managed to choke out.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Ye Fan suddenly stopped kicking him, but his eyes were fixed on a certain spot on Wang Xiaoyang.

Following Ye Fan's gaze, Li Qiang and the others gasped. Principal Du was the one Ye Fan had exposed with that thing. Could it be that Brother Fan is going to do it again now

Wang Xiaoyang seemed to sense something, his eyes looking at Ye Fan with fear, desperately trying to protect that part of himself. But Ye Fan didn't give him a chance, kicking out like lightning.

A soul-shattering scream pierced the air, causing a chill to run down everyone's spine.

"I'll leave TuTu with you. XueYan, let's go." Ye Fan pulled the stunned Luo XueYan and walked towards her house door.

Li Qiang also stared blankly at Fan Ge's dashing departing figure. At this moment, he felt that Fan Ge was truly handsome, carefree and vengeful, decisive and ruthless. This was the true character of a hero.

Li Qiang glanced at Wang Xiaoyang, who had fainted from the pain, and immediately called 120. If he bled to death, it would be a cheap way out for this kid.

After finishing all of this, Li Qiang took Tutu and left.

As for the Luo family, they remained oblivious to what was happening outside. They had cut themselves off from the world and were unaware that another, even larger and more devastating earthquake was about to strike their own home.

Many people, like Ye Fan, couldn't sleep that night.

Wang Qiuyang rushed to the hospital after receiving a frantic phone call. Looking at his son lying on the bed, as stiff and lifeless as a corpse, anger surged within him. He forced himself to stay calm, wanting to have a conversation with his son, but sadly, no matter what he said, his son just stared blankly ahead, as if he were transparent and invisible to him. His eyes seemed to effortlessly pierce through him.

"Could it be that Xiaoyang doesn't recognize himself anymore" Wang QiuYang was astonished and immediately waved his hand in front of Xiaoyang, saying urgently, "Xiaoyang, I'm your father. Look at me."

Wang Xiaoyang just stared blankly at Wang Qiuyang, neither speaking nor smiling. He was like a mute, not crying, making noise, or speaking, like a piece of wood.

Wang Qiu Yang's last trace of anger was replaced by terror, and he hurriedly asked: "Xiaoyang, take a look at your father, do you recognize me"

But still, no one answered him.

"Little Yang, Little Yang," Wang Qiuyang kept shaking Wang Xiaoyang. Wang Xiaoyang coughed repeatedly, but Wang Qiuyang didn't give up. He wanted to wake his son by shaking him until he recognized him.

"Boss, Xiao Yang probably has gone insane," Xiao Zhou said cautiously.

In his impression, the boss had always been a composed and calm person who could cope with any disaster or change with ease. However, seeing him almost go mad today, Xiao Zhou felt a little sorry for him.

He knew the boss must be in immense pain right now.

"Not absolutely impossible," Wang Qiuyang seemed to have gone mad, constantly tossing and turning on Wang Xiaoyang's body. Wang Xiaoyang began to cough violently, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Wang Qiuyang.

"Sir, please control your emotions. The patient is very weak right now." At this moment, an elderly man with white hair walked in. Judging by his attire, he was probably a professor at the hospital.herefore, he only concentrated his mind, excluding all the distracting thoughts from his mind, closed his eyes and carefully sensed that elusive feeling of power.This is also known as meditation. Once...