"I won't come, I won't come, I'll give in, I won't fight you anymore! You can let me go..."

Xiao Yan collapsed on the ground like a salted fish. At this moment, he didn't care whether the floor was clean or not. He gasped and repeatedly signaled to Yan Zhihuai that he would admit defeat.

At this time, his muscles and bones were sore all over his body, and he just wanted to lie down and rest for a year or two!

Yan Zhihuai paused, and his cold eyes swept around the trial field. Except for the only Gu Chen who escaped through the name of his profession, there was no one else he could fight.

He pursed his lips, turned around and left.

As soon as he left, Xiao Yan, who was lying on the ground, immediately sat up and asked curiously, "What did he do? Could it be that he would go to the street to get people fighting just because no one here can fight him?"

"It shouldn't be..."

Huo Zhaoxun felt that his third brother should not be demented to this level, but hesitated for a moment and simply stood up and chased him out.

"Xiao Wu, this follower, has no cure." Xiao Yan shook his head, stood up, took off his coat, and went straight to the bathroom.

Compared to being curious about where Yan Zhihuai went, he felt it was more important to wash himself clean first!

Gu Chen loosened the muscles and bones of his neck, and also stood up with his coat, "I'll have surgery later, so I'll leave first."

Everyone dispersed the trial ground, and at the indoor baseball stadium on the first floor of the club, Huo Zhaoxun looked at the man who was venting his heart's content, and his eyebrows shook from time to time.

Frightened.

The machine dressed in a round ball kept firing the ball out, and every time a ball was fired, Yan Zhihuai would accurately hit it with his fist and hit it hard.

That's right, he used his fists to catch the ball!

His fists are flesh and blood, not iron!

Huo Zhaoxun felt pain even when he saw it!

Soon, Yan Zhihuai's right hand gradually became red and swollen because of frequent ball reception, and even began to seep blood.

But he couldn't feel the pain, and he took one ball after another without changing his face.

It seems that what I shed from my hands is not blood, but sweat!

Huo Zhaoxun could no longer sit still, so he hurriedly ran in and grabbed his hand, "Third brother, that's enough! Don't you want your hand anymore?"

Yan Zhihuai shook off his shackles, glanced at him coldly, "Get out."

Seeing that he was going to continue to catch the ball, Huo Zhaoxun quickly pulled him tightly, "Third brother, who would you make you angry to settle the score with whom? Can you stop messing with yourself like this?"

Yan Zhihuai suddenly stopped.

The scene I saw before at the gate of G University University flashed through his mind. When he witnessed Fang Ti being held in his arms by another man, he suddenly felt an unprecedented terrifying and hostile aura. At that moment, he almost had the urge and desire to destroy the world!

He was afraid that he would be dominated by this emotion and would act to hurt her. He could only suppress the violent elements in his body and chose to escape in panic.

All the anger that cannot be vented can only be vented by fighting and torture yourself.

However, Xiao Wu is right.

Whoever makes him angry will settle the score with whom he should.

Yan Zhihuai thought of Ou Yiheng's face and his eyes became gloomy.

"Hey, third brother, where are you going?" Seeing him turning around and leaving, Huo Zhaoxun hurriedly followed.

"Settle the accounts." Yan Zhihuai said these two words coldly.

Huo Zhaoxun paused and his eyes widened.

Damn?

He just said it casually. Brother San really wants to go back to settle the score with his sister-in-law, right?

But... Mr. San looks so thin and has a baby in her belly, so she can't afford to beat her up!

He couldn't help but slap his mouth hard, making you owe it!

When he came to his senses, Yan Zhihuai had already walked away and he hurriedly chased after him.

Forget it, the third brother is angry at this moment, and probably he can't persuade him. He will follow up first and act according to the opportunity. If the third brother really wants to attack his third sister-in-law, he can at least stop him!

...

"Son, just beg you as a mother. You can transfer another million to me, right? These people said that if I don't pay back the money within two days, they will chop up my right hand!"

On the other end of the phone, Ms. Huang's miserable cry came.

However, Ou Yiheng, who heard her crying, was indifferent, and even had a slightly cold smile on his lips, "I think this method is pretty good. I chopped it with my right hand. I don't have to pay off the gambling debt, and you can't continue to bet. It's pretty good. Why not just deal with it like this."

"Ou Yiheng! I am your real mother! How can you say such heartless words? Are you still human?" Ms. Huang was so angry that she cursed.

Ou Yiheng snorted and said, "I'm not a human being. Have you forgotten? I'm just a monster you gave birth to."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Ms. Huang to reply.

Putting his phone back in his pocket, he first rubbed his cheeks, which were still a little sore, and then slowly walked towards his residence with the wontons he had just packed.

The sudden change only took a moment.

A Lamborghini rushed over from behind and knocked him out.


Chapter completed!