Chapter 747: Chapter 747
Lin Fucheng was now cornered by Zhang Yang and felt like he was riding a tiger he couldn’t dismount. “Absurd! You think I don’t dare?”
“No, no, I think you absolutely dare.”
“How about this—if you kill him, I’ll give you ten million.”
Xu Yang shouted furiously, “Zhang Yang, you scum! I’ll kill you!”
Lin Fucheng was also dumbfounded and jumped at Xu Yang’s sudden outburst. Just at that mont, Zhang Yang sprung into action.
No one saw Zhang Yang’s movents. By the ti people reacted, Xu Yang was already on the ground, and Lin Fucheng had been sent flying.
“What’s going on?”
“What happened? Did Xu Yang get killed?”
“Reckless. This young man is way too reckless.”
The crowd whispered among themselves, pointing at Zhang Yang. The whole scene happened so fast that no one had a chance to stop it.
But just then, Xu Yang suddenly leaped up.
“Zhang Yang, what are you doing? I nearly died!”
Seeing that Xu Yang was unhard, the crowd let out a sigh of relief. Their gaze toward Zhang Yang shifted noticeably.
This young man was incredibly fierce—excellent in dicine and incredibly skilled in combat. Such an outstanding young man, and yet they were only hearing about him for the first ti.
Zhang Yang paid no attention to the surrounding praises and shoved Xu Yang aside.
Xu Yang snorted coldly but acknowledged that Zhang Yang had saved him once. Although he was still irritated, he held back from causing trouble for now.
Zhang Yang stepped toward Lin Fucheng and picked up his dagger.
“Sign the papers?”
“If you don’t sign, you can kiss your hand goodbye. Yesterday, Fourth Brother Zhao cut off one of your fingers; I’d say Zhao was rciful.”
With a quick flash of light, Zhang Yang stepped on Lin Fucheng’s hand and severed two fingers effortlessly.
Zhang Yang’s expression remained unmoved, as if he’d done sothing insignificant.
In Zhang Yang’s mind, the harm Lin Fucheng had inflicted on his teacher was imasurable—both physically and emotionally—not sothing that could be healed in a short ti.
Lin Fucheng scread in agony, experiencing the pain of losing fingers once again, and was consud by an overwhelming fear and despair.
He never expected Zhang Yang to be as ruthless as Fourth Brother Zhao.
“This is illegal!” Lin Fucheng stamred, trembling.
“Doesn’t matter—I’ll take responsibility. I’ll ask you one more ti: will you sign or not?”
As soon as Zhang Yang’s words landed, another finger was sliced off, leaving Lin Fucheng’s left hand with only one finger.
The crowd gasped in horror, retreating as they watched the scene unfold, shocked by Zhang Yang’s bloody ruthlessness.
Tang Tiantian covered her mouth in disbelief; she hadn’t expected Zhang Yang to go to such lengths for her sake.
Xu Caii and Li Lei also looked utterly stunned—they were witnessing a side of Zhang Yang they had never seen before.
As Zhang Yang kept asking Lin Fucheng to sign the papers, he gave Lin Fucheng no chance to respond.
It was clear that Zhang Yang was determined to sever Lin Fucheng’s fingers entirely.
On the sidelines, Xu Yang watched the scene unfold, his heart pounding, thinking to himself, “Zhang Yang, this lunatic.”
At this mont, Liu Qingxia finally reacted, shouting, “Let go of my son, or I’ll smash this child to death right here and now!”
“No!” Tang Tiantian scread.
But Zhang Yang rely chuckled. “Alright, I want to see just how much you love your son. I’ll give you three counts. Let go of the child. With every count, I’ll break one of your son’s fingers. And if you still refuse to give the child back to my teacher by the end, I’ll cripple both of your son’s arms and legs.”
What kind of ruthlessness was this? Everyone present felt they’d just witnessed true demonic cruelty—using evil against evil, plain and simple.
“Zhang Yang, don’t be impulsive. Let’s talk this over calmly,” Li Lei hurriedly tried to persuade him.
“I’m not being impulsive. Today, no one can stop . You all just watch quietly from the side.”
Turning back, Zhang Yang smirked as he looked at Liu Qingxia.
“One!”
Zhang Yang kept his word, severing Lin Fucheng’s last finger without hesitation.
Liu Qingxia was terrified, screaming at Zhang Yang hysterically, “How dare you treat my son like this? I’ll smash this little brat to death!”
Even though the child was her own granddaughter, the situation gave the chilling impression that she was Zhang Yang and Tang Tiantian’s child instead.
Tang Tiantian scread and watched in horror as Liu Qingxia tossed the child out.
Everyone present felt their hearts leap into their throats.
At the critical mont, Zhang Yang seized the child mid-air.
“So fast! I didn’t even see it—just a blur!”
Zhang Yang had been waiting for this mont. Without absolute certainty, he wouldn’t have risked it.
Carefully holding the child, he walked to Tang Tiantian. “Teacher, so cute—looks just like you.”
Tang Tiantian took her child back, overwheld with joy and tears.
“Thank you, Zhang Yang. You scared to death.”
Zhang Yang laughed lightly and teased the little one, who seed quite attached to him, responding with a happy smile.
“Alright, I still have matters to attend to.”
Tang Tiantian panicked and grabbed Zhang Yang, “Zhang Yang, let it go.”
Tang Tiantian was worried that Zhang Yang might ruin himself over Lin Fucheng—sothing she felt wasn’t worth it.
“Alright, don’t worry. I won’t keep fighting.”
Zhang Yang calmly turned back. Liu Qingxia had already rushed to Lin Fucheng’s side, sobbing bitterly as she held him.
“Call the police! Report this criminal imdiately!”
The crowd exchanged glances; it was hard to tell who the good guys or bad guys were anymore.
But one thing was clear—this mother and son pair had made everyone furious. Even Mr. Xu had collapsed from anger.
Seeing no one stepping up to defend them, Liu Qingxia grew desperate, especially as Zhang Yang approached step by step.
Lin Fucheng was utterly terrified. “I’ll sign! I’ll sign right now!”
He knew that if he hesitated any longer, Zhang Yang wouldn’t give him any chance at all.
“Alright, then sign it.” Zhang Yang finally stopped. Cutting off four of Lin Fucheng’s fingers that day was enough to vent Tang Tiantian’s anger.
More importantly, Zhang Yang wanted to send a warning to Lin Fucheng and Liu Qingxia, the despicable duo.
Only when such vile people felt true fear would the ssage sink in.
Lin Fucheng quickly signed the agreent. Zhang Yang didn’t take further action, holding the signed docunt as he returned to Tang Tiantian’s side.
“Ladies and gentlen, my business here is finished. Apologies for disrupting your enjoynt today.”
With a polite nod, Zhang Yang prepared to leave.
Just then, Xu Caii spoke up, “Zhang Yang, wait a mont.”
Zhang Yang turned around. “What is it?”
“My grandfather seems to have sothing to say to you.” Xu Caii gestured toward Mr. Xu.
At that mont, Mr. Xu’s limbs were uncoordinated and weakened—he wasn’t yet able to walk.
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