Chen Fan’s Outburst

Zhang Xueyang felt that he was about to explode from anger! Who was Ma Rongtao? Ma Rongtao had been like a brother to his father since they were young. He had looked upon Ma Rongtao as his real uncle all these years, and his uncle was now lying on the floor in pain and covering his chest with his hand. How could he not be furious? How could he not get worked up?

Swish! A cylindrical trash can rotated twice in the air, spilling a large amount of cigarette ash onto Fu Lulong's body. At this moment, an agile and rough-looking accomplice beside Fu Lulong suddenly stepped forward without any expression on his face and raised his leg high up, kicking the trash can top-down. 

Clang! The cylindrical stainless steel trash can got kicked into the shape of a bow and hit the wooden door on the side after making a loud clang. Zhang Xueyang naturally did not count on the trash to hit anyone; it was just for him to vent his anger, and he still had to depend on himself.