"You're still standing there dumbly? I want to see how you plan to take her away in front of me!"

Ye Qiu's gaze was calm, not even taking a breath.

It was as if nothing had happened just now, where was the fatigue one would expect after knocking down more than a dozen people?

"I... I..."

Zhang Fan was dumbfounded by this point!

Is this guy even human?

His men were not like street thugs; they were all skilled fighters, carefully selected.

This group has seen numerous battles with him. At the very least, they've never lost a brawl!

How could they be defeated so easily? And by this poor-looking kid?

Fear! Confusion!

Zhang Fan's mind was in turmoil.

Just a moment ago, he was full of confidence, and now he was alone.

He felt somewhat guilty, but he was no coward...

"I'll fight you to the end..."

Unlike the ruffians Ye Qiu had encountered before!

This Zhang Fan actually had some guts.

Knowing he stood no chance, he still wanted to go head-to-head with Ye Qiu!

"Heh!"

Ye Qiu sneered.

"You're really asking for it!"

Looking at Zhang Fan's weak appearance, Ye Qiu didn't even have the desire to attack.

He threw a punch straight at Zhang Fan's cheek.

"Ow..."

Immediately, a scream resembling a pig being slaughtered was heard.

Zhang Fan was stupefied!

His face was burning, feeling as if the entire facial bones were shattered...

The intense pain made him grind his teeth, but any movement of his mouth brought unbearable pain...

"Screw you..."

Even so, Zhang Fan refused to admit defeat, continuing to provoke Ye Qiu aggressively.

"Annoying, aren't you?"

Ye Qiu smiled as he walked over to Zhang Fan, rubbing his palm.

"Slap, slap, slap..."

Several hard slaps landed on Zhang Fan's face.

His face, already in pain, became numb from these slaps!

"Yell! Keep yelling!"

Ye Qiu looked at Zhang Fan mockingly, his palm continuing its assault.

"Ow... It's... painful!"

Zhang Fan was tough, even a small movement of his face sent waves of sharp pain, but he couldn't stop mouthing off.

"Alright! Let's see if your mouth is tougher than my slaps!"

Ye Qiu showed no mercy, continuing to slap him hard.

"Well done!"

"He deserved it!"

The onlookers outside cheered.

Seeing the arrogant man getting beaten was a satisfying sight for them!

"I... give up..."

Finally, under Ye Qiu's relentless slapping, Zhang Fan conceded.

This guy was insane!

Seeing him concede, Ye Qiu finally stopped.

He was perplexed too; his hand was tired, but this kid didn't seem to feel pain...

"Get lost quickly!"

Ye Qiu glared at Zhang Fan, his voice cold.

"Let's go..."

Zhang Fan was full of anger!

When had he ever been beaten like this?

His men were useless and too weak!

Unable to vent his anger on Ye Qiu, he turned it on his subordinates instead...

"Bro, are you okay?"

After Zhang Fan and his group left, Lan Ying quickly ran to Marriott, who had long since collapsed, looking anxious.

It seemed that this was the cousin he referred to.

"He's alright, just some surface wounds!"

Ye Qiu checked his injuries. Although they looked severe, there was no internal injury.

"Better go to the hospital!"

Lan Ying was a bit worried about Marriott, given that his facial injuries seemed serious.

At this time, it was clear to observant people that Ye Qiu was no ordinary person, and someone had already called for an ambulance.

Soon, an ambulance arrived at the store entrance.

Ye Qiu, still worried about Lan Ying, was concerned something might happen on their way to the hospital, so he got into the vehicle as well.

"How did you get tangled up with that group?"

Once on the vehicle, as the medical staff started treating Marriott's wounds, Ye Qiu took the opportunity to ask.

"That Zhang Fan and his dad came to our Bai Group before! I had a bad feeling about that guy then.

Earlier in the restaurant, I happened to run into him while going to the restroom; he was probably drunk... The rest you know!"

Lan Ying sighed.

It's often said that beauty spells trouble; she finally understood.

Though girls love beauty, she was already suffering from it...

"Drunk... Makes sense!"

Ye Qiu murmured to himself.

No wonder this kid acted so gutsy.

Alcohol gives cowards bravery!

No wonder he was still tough after being beaten...

"Ow... Damn... be gentle!"

Meanwhile, at another hospital in Jiangnan, Zhang Fan was cursing out the doctor treating his wounds.

After just saying a word, he moved his wound, causing him to howl in pain once more.

The doctor found it both infuriating and funny.

"Go on, keep cursing, see if it helps your pain!"

It was the first time he'd seen such a patient.

Treating his wounds had earned the doctor and his family several insults.

"Boss, who is that kid?"

Zhang Fan's bodyguard, who had only just recovered from being wounded by Ye Qiu, furrowed his brows and asked.

"How the hell would I know who he is? Go find out right now! Damn it..."

Zhang Fan cursed, clenching his fists tightly with a cracking sound.

He hated Ye Qiu, wishing he could tear him to pieces!

"I'll go right away..."

The bodyguard, after getting a scolding, dared not say more, and after treating his wounds, hastily went off to investigate Ye Qiu.

"Damn kid, pray I never see you again. Or I'll kill you..."

...

"Cousin, feeling any better?"

In Jiangnan People's Hospital, Marriott's wounds had been bandaged up.

He had been so bewildered from the beating, still not understanding how they escaped.

Upon hearing Lan Ying speak, he hummed in response.

"I... I'm fine!"

Evasion made him feel extremely embarrassed earlier.

He couldn't even protect his cousin when she was bullied; what kind of man was he...

After the treatment, Lan Ying paid out of her own pocket to buy Ye Qiu a meal.

It took Marriott a long time to realize that this kid had saved them...

He already admired Ye Qiu a bit!

"Sit in the front seat!"

Getting in the car, Lan Ying told Ye Qiu to sit next to her. After all, he had saved them, and she was very grateful.

To her surprise, Ye Qiu shook his head vigorously, smiling, "Zhang Fan already mistook me for your boyfriend, and now if I sit next to you, others might misunderstand too!"

"Ah..."

Lan Ying exclaimed softly. Her face turned slightly red, her chest heaving up and down.

What was this guy thinking? Even now he had the mood to joke?

This was purely taking advantage of her...

Gritting her teeth tightly, she really wanted to give Ye Qiu a good beating...

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