Wen Xing almost went mad when he saw the thick stick about to smash onto his mother's head.
He wanted to push his mother out of the way and use his own body to block the stick, but his mother held him tightly, struggling to break free.
At that mont, Wen Xing felt almost hopeless, knowing how his mother had worn herself out taking care of him over the years!
She never indulged in good food or wore nice clothes for herself!
She had only tirelessly taken care of him, of him who was disabled!!!
This damned disability!!!
From the mont Wen Xing was amputated, he had never shed a single tear; he did not want to make his mother sad or disappoint his sister!
He had always been strong, but now, as he saw the stick about to hit his mother's head, his tears suddenly stread down.
"No!!!"
Wen Xing's face was split with a fierce expression filled with intense indignation and resentnt!
Whoosh!
The thick stick fell with a swift rush of wind, and just when everyone thought Wen's mother was about to be severely injured, a palm suddenly grabbed the stick!
Crack!
The thick wooden stick was forcefully snapped by that hand, instantly broken, and the crisp breaking sound shocked everyone.
"Mom!!!"
Before the crowd could react, a figure quickly stepped forward and tightly embraced Wen's mother and Wen Xing.
"Lanlan!"
"Sister!"
Both Wen's mother and Wen Xing were stunned, and then, seeing Wen Lan's tear-stained face, they were horrified.
"Lanlan! Why did you co back! Who let you co back! Leave quickly!"
"Sister! You leave quickly! Don't co back ever! Hurry up and go!"
Wen's mother and Wen Xing did not show the joy one might have expected; instead, their expressions were filled with intense panic, as if sothing terrible was about to happen.
Wen Lan was taken aback, but before she could speak, a few youths who looked like gangsters spoke up first!
"Yo! The beauty has returned? And she brought a Flower Protector!"
The leader's pupils suddenly constricted upon seeing Ye Feng snap the stick with one hand.
He wasn't a fool; it would have been nothing unusual if the opponent had broken the stick with both hands, but with one hand... that was troubleso...
Not just him, the other youths were also startled, and afterward, their gazes towards Ye Feng were filled with caution.
"Okay! Okay! Now that the beauty has returned! Discuss it with your family and give us an answer in a couple of days!"
Clearly intimidated by Ye Feng, the leader said this before waving his hand:
"We're leaving!"
The others naturally didn't dare linger and spread out, wanting to leave.
But while they wanted to leave, soone was not willing to let them!
Ye Feng dashed forward in a quick stride and suddenly stood in front of them.
"What? You think you can just smash things and leave?"
Ye Feng's face showed a hint of coldness, and these few guys were too heartless, targeting a middle-aged woman who could have been severely injured or even killed by that blow.
Seeing Ye Feng actually blocking their way, the young n's faces imdiately turned ugly.
"Kid! Just do your job as the Flower Protector, and don't ddle in what doesn't concern you! Otherwise, you won't even know how you died!"
The leader's face looked awfully unpleasant; he only felt that his opponent was not ordinary, and he wasn't sure if he and his few n could take down the other side, which is why he hadn't made a move yet.
If he had enough manpower, he would definitely beat this annoying guy half to death!
anwhile, the other few young n clenched the clubs in their hands tightly, ready to start a fight at any mont!
"And what if I must get involved?" Ye Feng asked with a colder smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Must get involved?"
Upon hearing this, a ruthless gleam burst from the eyes of the youths:
"Fine! Then go ahead and die!"
As the leader waved his hand, he shouted, "Attack!!!"
At that mont, the others were already prepared. Instantly, they sprang forward, swinging their clubs at Ye Feng's head with all their might!
Seeing this, the spectators around them jumped in shock and frantically dodged to avoid becoming collateral damage.
Wen Lan's mother and Wen Xing's faces changed color significantly. At that mont, Wen Lan stood up, intending to step forward and stop them, but Lanlan held her back.
"Lanlan, hurry up and stop them! Otherwise, that young man will be terribly beaten!"
Wen Lan's mother knew how ruthless those youths were. Many residents in the town who were unwilling to relocate had been brutally driven away by these n, and there had even been a recent death caused by them.
These n were local ruffians who fought without restraint. And seeing how frail Ye Feng looked, there was no way he could stand against these youths.
It wasn't just her; Wen Xing also looked extrely worried.
He could tell that Ye Feng had co with his sister and had just helped his mother block a club, making him deeply grateful. Naturally, he didn't want him to be injured by those villains.
However, just as Wen Lan's mother's anxious words were spoken, cries of agony ca from over there.
Wen Lan's mother and Wen Xing's expressions changed instantaneously, but when they saw everything clearly, they were stunned.
Only the sounds of painful groans were heard, but it wasn't Ye Feng who was injured; it was the young n.
All of them lay on the ground, each holding their faces and wailing incessantly, with a bright red palm print on each face, and fresh blood mixed with teeth flowing from their mouths, creating a terrifying sight.
"It seems you guys really like smashing things!"
There was still a faint smile on Ye Feng's lips, but this smile appeared chillingly cold to everyone watching.
No one had expected that the slender-looking Ye Feng would, like a Spiritual Monkey, abruptly deliver several swift slaps to the youths as soon as they swung their clubs, knocking them away.
At that mont, Ye Feng picked up a club from the ground and slowly walked over to the incapacitated youths:
"You like smashing things! I, on the other hand, like smashing worthless guys! And you, you are truly worthless!"
After saying this, the club in Ye Feng's hand swung down hard on one of the young n's heads, causing his head to split open and him to scream in agony.
And Ye Feng, far from stopping, swung his club even more fiercely, repeatedly smashing the n.
Bang, bang, bang!
As the club in his hand constantly rose and fell, splashing blood, and the screams continued, everyone around felt a thrill, yet their hearts pulsed with intense satisfaction.
Even so people began to cheer him on.
"Hit them hard! These damned guys just broke Old Li's ribs yesterday! They deserve to die!"
"Exactly! Old Zhang's son was beaten to death by them just recently! Now they're finally getting their couppance!"
"It's satisfying, sure, but I'm afraid this young man is in trouble now! These guys are from Zhou's gang!"
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