Chapter 948: I Won't Let Anyone Hurt You Again

ut this wine would. What kind of good fortune was this If we were talking about real good fortune, why don't we all sleep together tonightOf course, he wouldn't dare to say it out loud even if he was...Ye Fan spit out a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, but he smiled and said, “Didn’t you eat Or were you worn down by a woman Your hands have no strength at all, you're useless.”

"What are you saying" He Er was furious. He had already punched this Ye Fan dozens of times, but Ye Fan seemed like an unbreakable doll, still standing there. There wasn't even a trace of bruising on his body, and he could even smile calmly. Could he really be an undying monster

"If you seek death, I'll grant it to you," He Er roared, unleashing another heavy punch toward Ye Fan.

This punch was alright, it carried enough wind noise, it should be his strongest move.

The fist landed directly on Ye Fan's chest. Ye Fan felt a huge force surging towards his chest, involuntarily lifting his body before he was sent flying backward.

He fell heavily against a wall several meters away, shattering the wall with his impact.

And Ye Fan was buried in the rubble and never managed to climb out.

He Er went crazy with laughter, excitedly saying, "My Beng Lei Fist is finally complete! Hahaha!"

He Er never expected that at this critical moment, his martial arts skills could reach another level. He was overjoyed.

A single punch could send Ye Fan flying that far, even shattering the wall. It couldn't be anything other than the Peregrine Thunder Fist to achieve such an effect. And those long streaks of blood on the ground prove that the attacker was injured during the fight and spat out blood from internal injuries.

"Damn it, you lucky bastard." Seeing the effect of He Er's punch, Tie Guangtou was also taken aback. Damn it, his mastery of the Beng Lei Fist even surpassed his own. Tie Guangtou was a little unhappy with He Er.

However, his mood immediately lifted because Ye Fan hadn't emerged from the rubble yet. This indicated that he had suffered serious internal injuries and might even have been directly crippled.

The higher He Er's mastery of the Thunder Fist, the better. Ideally, he could directly strike Ye Fan with a single punch and kill him.

"Ye Fan, how are you"

Lin Bingyue wanted to run up regardless of everything, but she was held tightly by Tie Guangtou. Tie Guangtou no longer had a dagger against her throat, but he was extremely strong and his martial arts skills were better than Lin Bingyue's. It was difficult for Lin Bingyue to break free from his grasp.

"He'er, go take a look and see if he's really dead." Let me know if you have other content you'd like translated!

Lin Bing cried and wailed, but Tie Guangtou, with his two iron fists, held her firmly. He directly ordered Er He.

He was still rather wary of Ye Fan, so he had to be careful in his actions.

"Hit by my Blazing Thunder Fist, that kid is definitely a goner."

He said it with his mouth, but he ran away like a little rabbit, scurrying to the ruins to search for Ye Fan's shadow.

After a long search, they finally saw Ye Fan lying motionless on the ground. He Er pulled him out of the rubble, but all they saw was Ye Fan with disheveled hair and dirt all over his face, blood constantly oozing from the corner of his mouth. He looked utterly miserable.

"Hey, are you dead" He Er grabbed Ye Fan and turned him around.

For a moment, Ye Fan remained motionless. He Erzhu reached out and poked Ye Fan's nose, finding that he was still breathing.

"Is he dead or alive" the bald man had shouted earlier.

"He should still be breathing, but he seems to be unconscious. Wait a minute..." He Er was about to say something else, but suddenly he noticed Ye Fan's lips move. So, he leaned his ear closer.

Then, he saw He Er's odd expression, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

Seeing He Er's expression, Tie Tou scratched his head and asked, "What did he say"

He hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "He said that the elder brother wants you to eat ** and he will crush you under his feet."

"What" Tie Guangtou flew into a rage, "This kid is courting death even at the last moment! I'll kick him to pieces first!"

Ironhead shoved Lin Bingyue, whose eyes were already swollen from crying, aside. He didn't care about her life or death and strode straight towards Ye Fan. After arriving in front of Ye Fan, who had no strength to resist, Ironhead kicked him hard with fury.

"No!" Lin Bingyue rushed toward Ye Fan without hesitation, wanting to stop Tie Guangtou's kick, but she was too late.

"Hahahaha, go to hell!" Tie Guangtou gloated, his iron foot about to stomp on Ye Fan.

A strange scene unfolded. Tie Guangtou, who seemed certain of his victory, suddenly missed his kick. More precisely, Tie Guangtou felt a flash before his eyes, and then Ye Fan, who was lying there like a dead pig, vanished into thin air.

How is this possible

Tie Guangtou rubbed his eyes hard, he thought he was seeing things.

But his feet were empty, there wasn't even a shadow.

"He He Er, are you seeing things" Tie Guangtou looked surprised and doubtful.

"No," He Er wiped the cold sweat from his face, feeling as if he had suddenly lost all strength.

"Where the heck did that kid go" Tie Guangtou started to feel a tingling sensation on his scalp.

He Er could only shake his head. This matter was too strange, completely beyond his comprehension.

"You guys don't have to look anymore, I'm right here." A voice as calm as ice rang out. But to Tie Guangtou and He Er, it was like a thunderbolt striking them.

They turned their heads in astonishment and saw Ye Fan standing not far away. Beside him was Lin Bingyue, who was crying inconsolably.

At this time, Ye Fan didn't look like he had been injured at all. Even the blood that had flowed out before was gone. He stood there, giving people a feeling of being immovable like a mountain. He looked coldly at Tie Tou and He Er, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

Those familiar with Ye Fan would know that this unusual behavior of his usually only meant one thing: Ye Fan was truly angry. The fire in his heart had reached a critical point, ready to erupt at any moment.

The anger of the War God was unbearable even for several tribal chiefs in South Africa, let alone insignificant little figures like Tie Guangtou and his gang.

Seeing Ye Fan suddenly appear beside her, Lin Bingyue was overjoyed and immediately threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly, and weeping: "Ye Fan, are you alright"

Lin Bingyue had never yearned for a warm embrace from someone as much as she did now. She was about to throw caution to the wind and hold onto Ye Fan tightly, no matter what. She didn't know why, but only in this way could she express the truest thoughts deep within her heart at this moment.

Ye Fan also held her tightly, letting Lin Bingyue put her whole body into his arms.

Feeling his powerful heartbeat, a masculine aura filled Lin Bingyue's nostrils. She suddenly felt a long-lost sense of security.

"I'm so sorry, Teacher Lin. I dragged you into this and caused you suffering." Ye Fan said with endless gentleness.

Lin Bingyue could only shake her head, her eyes already filled with hot tears.

"From now on, I, Ye Fan, swear that I will never allow anyone to harm you again. If I fail to do so, may I die a miserable death and be forever condemned in the afterlife."

Ye Fan addressed Lin Bingyue, his voice loud but unable to conceal the firmness within.

Lin Bingyue trembled all over, looked up at those unwavering eyes, and at this moment, she suddenly felt like crying. onto Si Kong Yanran's full and upturned buttocks. Si Kong Yanran was wearing a professional ultra-short skirt at this time, and Ye Fan's hand was gently stroking it on the surface, feeling the softne...