Chapter 8:The sports car that was reluctant to drive, but was trampled on by others at will

Bastard, what are you doing! "A furious roar exploded from the side, it was the bald warrior. His face was flushed with anger as if it was about to devour him, and he jumped up from the ground, roaring at Fang Yuan with a fierce expression.

Fang Yuan turned his head calmly, his gaze as calm as a bottomless pool, and responded casually, "As you can see, I'm teaching your wife a lesson. What, do you also want to taste this?"

Looking at Fang Yuan's calm gaze, and recalling the light hearted push from the young man in green just now, he flew several meters away in embarrassment. The bald warrior felt a chill run from his feet straight to his forehead.

He clenched his fists tightly, veins bulging in his arms, and his body trembled slightly uncontrollably. In the end, reason triumphed over impulse, and he stood still obediently without daring to take any further action.

That's right, he admitted to being cowardly. The seemingly frail young man in front of us actually has far greater strength than him. If you force yourself to rush forward, you are likely to get beaten up like your wife and get bruised and swollen. It's really pathetic to just watch my wife being beaten up like this.

The bald warrior felt that he had to do something, so he furrowed his brow and glared angrily at Fang Yuan, shouting at the top of his lungs, "You kid... be gentle"

At this moment, the bald warrior felt a sense of frustration in his heart. Although his wife is usually a bit stubborn and willful, at least she has a beautiful appearance. She doesn't even want to touch a finger on her own, but this young man is really good. He just slapped her and didn't know how to cherish her.

This feeling is like a sports car that I have cherished for a long time and cannot bear to drive, but has been trampled by others at will. How can I be so angry.

The people around were stunned by this scene, and for a moment, the streets fell into a strange silence. Everyone, look at me, look at you, with a puzzled expression on your face. What nonsense is this bald warrior talking about?

Did you suddenly awaken some strange fetish? Even Fang Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and a subtle curve curved at the corner of his mouth. The displeasure that had accumulated from being insulted by this woman dissipated in an instant.

Fang Yuan decided to give up because he was amused by this bald guy. He looked at the woman holding a chick in her hand and said calmly, "You've cursed someone, so you have to apologize, right?"

Yes, I'm sorry, I... I dare not do it again, pu... "The woman responded tremblingly, and before she could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth sprayed out of her mouth.

Well, as long as you can correct your mistakes, I forgive you, "Fang Yuan released his hand.

[Helping a long tongued woman quit her bad habit of spreading rumors and gossip increases her goodness by one]

Although it only has a little merit, Fang Yuan doesn't mind. He turned around contentedly and strode away. The bald warrior rushed over to check on his wife's condition upon seeing this.

And the passersby around, as if they had seen the plague god, quickly cleared a wide passage for Fang Yuan, afraid of making the evil star unhappy and slapping themselves.

Originally, Fang Yuan's appearance was already eye-catching enough, and now this move has made him the focus of the entire audience. This former son-in-law of the Han family seems to be vastly different from the image of cowardice and incompetence that many people have in their minds.

Fang Yuan paid no attention to the strange gazes from the crowd, quickened his pace, and walked towards the Han Mansion not far away with a clear goal. The young man stood tall and straight, like a pine tree.

As he walked, he reached out and took off the object he was carrying behind him. He tore off the white cloth wrapped around him, and a long black spear instantly appeared in front of everyone.

In an instant, the relaxed and comfortable smile on Fang Yuan's face disappeared without a trace, replaced by a chilling aura that rushed towards him. At this moment, everyone present widened their eyes and finally understood the purpose of Fang Yuan's trip...

Something's going to happen to the Han family

...

Fang Yuan arrived at the gate of the Han Mansion, raised his hand and grasped the grand vermilion door ring, then slammed it down heavily.

Who is it? "Came the respectful but somewhat lazy voice of the gatekeeper from inside the door.

Me, "Fang Yuan replied succinctly," could you please open the door

You, the two fools of the Fang family? "The gatekeeper recognized Fang Yuan's voice and was momentarily stunned, then his tone became sharp and sarcastic." You're not dead yet? "His originally respectful tone suddenly became sharp and piercing." If you're not dead, get away quickly! Now the Han family has nothing to do with you, you bastard, how dare you come back?"

Hehe! "The gatekeeper's words were mixed with the faint laughter of several maids. This gatekeeper usually bows and lowers his head when he sees powerful and influential people, but when he encounters someone like Fang Yuan who has lost his power and become destitute, he immediately changes his face and becomes arrogant like a local emperor.

As the saying goes, when a hero is angry, he draws his sword towards the stronger; The timid are angry and draw their knives towards the weaker, and this gatehouse is just like that.

Fang Yuan's face sank like water, silently listening to the insults from the gatekeeper inside the door without saying a word. Then, he slowly raised his long spear in his hand, his eyes glinting, and suddenly threw it towards the door!

Boom! "With a loud bang, the seemingly sturdy wooden door wrapped in iron sheet was pierced like thin paper by the impact of a long spear, leaving a huge hole. The sharp and sour shouting from the gatehouse also abruptly stopped, followed by the terrified screams of women coming from inside the Han mansion.

[Assist the gatekeeper in correcting the bad habit of using foul language, and increase the value of good deeds by one]

"Isn't it good to open the door honestly? "Fang Yuan whispered softly, his eyes burning with a fiery light. After completing this' good deed ', he lifted his foot and kicked fiercely towards the door!

Bang! "The entire red door was vulnerable to a single blow and instantly burst open, falling to the ground with a loud bang, revealing the courtyard of the Han mansion.

In the courtyard, several maids and servants were frightened by the sudden change and looked at Fang Yuan, the unwelcome guest, with a frightened expression. And the long spear thrown by Fang Yuan was now diagonally inserted into the ground not far away, with a corpse hanging from the tip of the spear, which was the rude gatekeeper. He was pierced through by a long spear and had long lost his breath.

Remember to be polite in your next life, "the young man said with a stern expression, walking step by step and pulling out his long spear. Taking advantage of this gap, the maids and servants not far away woke up from a dream, screamed and turned around, and scattered in all directions.