Chapter 43: The Wound Split Open

  "Is what you're saying true?" Those few sly-looking young men heard this and their eyes lit up at once.

  "Of course, I'll make sure An Feng does it." The woman shouted loudly with her head held high: "Now catch her for me, ruin her face, and see if there will be any man willing to help her again."

  "No problem!"

  "Don't come any closer..." Seeing several young men approaching her with a smile that made her feel uncomfortable, Su Mengying panicked. Instinctively backing away, she heavily bumped into someone behind her.

  "Ah......" she exclaimed, just as she was about to turn her head back, a strong arm had already wrapped around her waist. With another gentle pull, she fell into his sturdy embrace.

  "What kind of person are you? Put her down at once and leave, or we won't bother with you." The hoodlum youth shouted.

  Yè Yín Chén lifted up the idle hand, and with a lazy wave of his slender fingers, he brushed aside the scattered bangs on his forehead: "This should be something I say, you guys seem to have stolen my lines."

  "It seems you don't drink when toasted but have to drink the penalty!"

  "You've stolen my lines again."

  "The...!" The hoodlums were left speechless by him, and with a loud shout, they charged towards Ye Bai.

  The latter raised an eyebrow, slowly and unhurriedly placing the person in his arms to one side, then elegantly lifting his sleeves, only then did he really take action!

  ……

  On this side, it's a heated battle, while on that side, at the corner, two handsome boys are watching with sparkling eyes.

  "Want to bet on it."

  "How to gamble?"

  "It's very simple." Lan Yu Feng raised his hand to glance at his watch, "Let's make a bet that within one minute, Ye can take down those six little rascals."

  "Come on, do we need to bet on this? With Ye's skills, taking down six weaklings in one minute is a sure thing. To be more precise, I'd say 30 seconds tops." An Xiuje stroked his chin and called out a number.

  Lan Yu Feng shrugged: "Alright, I'll bet it's over 30 seconds. The loser buys breakfast for a week!"

  "It's settled in one word!"

  After finishing speaking, the two of them stared at the second hand on their watches and counted the time.

  "Ah..."

  A powerful side kick sent the last little rascal flying out and crashing heavily to the ground.

  "29 seconds! Haha, I won!" An Xujie excitedly patted his brother on the shoulder: "Thanks for breakfast for a week."

  "It's really not interesting, those few people are also useless, daring to learn from others to cause trouble at this level, it's really too unreasonable!" Lan Yu Feng scolded in dissatisfaction after losing the bet. However, he was a good sport and would never be a sore loser!

  "Alright, the show is over, let's go." Once they confirmed that everything was fine at night, they felt relieved.

  "Alright."

  As soon as they turned around, the corner of their eyes caught a glimpse of Ye Yin Chen bending down in discomfort.

  "What's going on at night?" Lan Yufeng anxiously wanted to rush over, but was firmly held back by An Xiu Jie: "Don't go over."

  "Why? Can't you see that he's in a lot of pain at night? His wound hasn't healed yet, and it must have reopened from the big movements during the fight earlier. We need to send him to the hospital."

  "I said don't go over there, so don't go!" An Xiu Jie's cold face now had a hint of calculation: "The hero got hurt saving the beauty, do you think the beauty will just stand by and watch?"

  "What do you mean..." Lan Yu Feng shifted his gaze to Su Mo Ying, who was standing still with a puzzled expression, and smiled slightly: "I understand, then let's go."