787: C787 That's How People Fight

C787 That's How People Fight

Ye Fan naturally knew what she meant.

It was to prevent any rumors.

After all, a young and beautiful girl had to learn to protect herself outside.

"Okay, then be careful. Call me if you need anything."

“ Yes, yes, yes. "

This time, Ye Fan had nothing to do.

He parked the car by the roadside and walked aimlessly. The lights were red, and he was drunk with money. He couldn't even keep his eyes open.

The flowers were like a brocade. Even if the flowers were beautiful, they could not stop his heart.

Ye Fan sighed in his heart.

He realized that when he had the things he had longed for, and he could use and discard them as he wished, everything would become boring.

Along the way, many people looked at him. After all, he was very good-looking.

Ye Fan smiled faintly.

An imposing aura rose from his body.

It was a touch of arrogance, a pride that no one would be able to match in their lifetime!

Time passed minute by minute.

Ye Fan didn't know how long he had been walking for.

The sky gradually darkened.

He looked at his watch.

"Uh... It's already past ten o'clock at night? That's too fast."

Actually, he didn't know.

Cultivators would sometimes enter a state of selflessness.

Although it couldn't increase one's strength, it was a form of training for one's state of mind.

The reason why one could not forcefully rely on the pill to level up was because they were afraid of giving birth to inner demons.

Ye Fan's actions were also a form of cultivation!

At this moment, the nightlife was in full swing.

Ye Fan did not expect to walk into a red light district.

"Ah... Pain! Stop hitting me, please! "

Ye Fan's gaze shifted.

He could actually see a person being beaten up in a circle from afar. He was wailing incessantly and looking extremely miserable.

Uh...

In the middle of the night, he did not think that there would be such a good show to watch.

Ye Fan smiled and bought a serving of cold noodles to watch quietly.

If it was someone else, it would be fine.

He knew the person who was beaten up.

He had even robbed Ye Fan of his pocket money when he was young.

It made his already poor family even worse!

...

"Meng Xincheng, you are tired of living! How dare you come to the Heavenly Tower and eat like a king?"

A fierce-looking man with a fat face shouted.

Behind him were a few of his underlings who kept punching and kicking Meng Xincheng.

"Oh, Fifth Brother, please don't fight anymore. I'll go and collect money for you."

Meng Xincheng hugged his head as he begged for forgiveness.

"How many times have you said that? If I don't cripple you today, I will f * cking take your surname."

That person called Fifth Brother didn't believe Meng Xincheng at all.

He was a famous liar in the vicinity.

Under normal circumstances, he was prohibited from entering all the bars and restaurants.

But sometimes, he could even get some money.

If he had money, he wouldn't be able to earn it, but he would seem a little silly.

He had been good the previous few times, but he didn't expect that he would be able to take advantage of this loophole today.

"It's true, it's true! Stop hitting me, Fifth Brother, I beg you! If you hit me again, you'll beat me to death..."

At this time, Ye Fan slowly walked closer and said faintly, "Stop, stop hitting me first."

His words made everyone stop attacking.

Fifth Brother squinted his eyes and stared at Ye Fan, as if he wanted to find out which Divine Immortal he was.

Meng Xincheng's eyes were sharp. With just a glance, he had found an 'old friend'!

"Ye Fan? Please save me, please, give them money for me."

It was as if he had found his savior. He crawled to Ye Fan's feet.

He looked like he was going to lick Ye Fan's boots.

He had been hanging around for so long.

His eyesight was still good.

Although Ye Fan's clothes were plain, they were exquisitely made and of excellent quality. One look and one could tell that they were worth a lot.

He was definitely not someone who was short of a few thousand yuan. As long as he made a move, he would not need to be beaten up.

Meng Xincheng would never have thought of this even if he was beaten to death.

Ye Fan, who was robbed by him when he was young, was actually doing so well.

This time, he had to hug onto someone's thigh.

...

"Brother, can you pay for this kid?" Fifth Brother asked.

Ye Fan shook his head. "No!"

Fifth brother's face turned cold as soon as he said that.

They were begging for money. If Ye Fan gave them money, everything would be fine. If he did not give them money, it would not be easy to do.

"You want to fight with us?"

"Neither do you want to!" Ye Fan shook his head again.

Hmm?

Fifth Brother was stunned. He did not give money nor save anyone. Then what was he doing here?

Was he here to watch the show?

Ye Fan took the initiative to speak, "I saw that you guys were too easy on him. I would like to teach you guys how to fight."

Before Meng Xincheng could react, his body had already flown into the air.

Ye Fan kicked his stomach. Not to mention the wine and the food that he had just drank, he even threw up the food that he had eaten three days ago.

Meng Xincheng descended once again.

Ye Fan flicked his face a few times, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard.

Meng Xincheng's nose bridge collapsed in an instant, and his arms, ribs, and thighs were all broken once.

"Ye... Fan, can you stop hitting me? I won't let you save me!"

Meng Xincheng didn't know what crime he had committed today, but his luck was so bad.

It was not easy for him to meet a friend.

He was even more ruthless than his enemy.

Was there a need for that?

When I was a child, I robbed you of one dollar and fifty cents. You want to kill me?

However, he didn't know how important that one and a half cents was to Ye Fan.

That was three bags of money from the Little Manager...

"How can that be? I still have to thank you for letting me learn and save money in the past!"

Ye Fan sneered and kicked him in the chest again.

"Puff!"2

Meng Xincheng spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the entire sky red.

He couldn't even speak. He could only feel that many of the bones in his chest had shattered, and some of them had even pierced into his internal organs.

He was lying on the ground, twitching continuously. Every time he twitched, he would spit out a mouthful of blood.

He looked like he was half-dead and about to burp at any moment.

"How is it? Have you learned how to hit people this time?" Ye Fan asked with a sneer.

Fifth Brother and the others looked at Ye Fan in fear and slowly retreated.

They beat people up to ask for money, not to kill them.

Furthermore, treating human lives like grass rings, Ye Fan was simply a devil!

"Run!"

Fifth Brother gave the order, and all of his underlings started to flee. They didn't even dare to look back.

"Sigh, what are you running for? You don't want the money anymore?"

No one answered him. If he wanted to say that he did, he only had the imposing manner of them when they were running away!

Ye Fan shook his head. Meng Xincheng was not dead, what was there to be afraid of?

He knew his limits. Not only could he break half of the bones in his body, but he would also not die. However, he would need to lie in bed for at least a year before he could get down and move.

It was better to die than live!

Ye Fan jumped over Meng Xincheng and continued to walk on the street. He did not care about his life or death at all!

Meng Xincheng seemed to know about his own situation.

He took a few deep breaths before he slowly opened his mouth to speak.

His voice was incomparably weak. Every word that came out of his mouth was squeezed out, and a few drops of tears flowed out from his eyes.

"Ye... Fan, I know I'm going to die."

"I don't expect you to save me, because it's my own fault."

" Who asked me to rob you when I was young!? But you didn't know that when I robbed you of money, I did it to treat Grandma's illness. "

"It was embarrassing to say it. In the end, I didn't manage to save Grandma."

"Ye Fan, don't pity me, Ye Fan said. I beg you, can you help me take care of my sister?"

"She's still young, and she relies on me. She has lived a life of hardship with me, and she has a lot of youth..."

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