"What are you doing?" Qiu Mucheng shouted angrily.

Ye Fan did not look back, his back was turned to them, and a cold voice came out quietly.

"I said, you don't understand me."

"In that case, why do you need to worry about my affairs anymore?"

"Don't worry, no matter how severe the storm is, I, Ye Fan, will bear it all by myself."

"No matter what the outcome is, it will not involve you."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan left immediately.

All that was left to Qiu Mucheng and others was the thin but firm back.

"Ye Fan, you bastard!"

"Am I afraid that I will be implicated?"

"Am I afraid of being dragged down by you?"

....

"I don't care about you anymore, why don't you just go and commit suicide?"

"I hate you~"

"Woo~"

Looking at Ye Fan's back, Qiu Mucheng cried.

Then he covered his eyes, shed tears, and ran away.

"Mucheng, Mucheng~"

"Damn, it's all damn Ye Fan!"

"Hey~"

Susie was angry and pitiful at the same time.

Finally, worried, he chased in the direction Qiu Mucheng left.

With the departure of Ye Fan and others, the world here finally returned to peace.

"Big brother's name is Ye Fan?"

At the door of the boxing gym, Xia Xue was looking into the distance, with an inexplicable flash of color in her eyebrows.

"Xiaoxue, you damn girl, why don't you call 120 now?"

"Brother Xiaoxian is dying~"

Behind him, Xia Yue's angry voice awakened Xia Xue from her obsession.

Among so many people present, the only one who was unscathed was Xia Xue.

In a hurry, Xia Xue quickly called the emergency number and sent Fan Zhongxian and others to the hospital.

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As for Ye Fan, after leaving the Xuanshi Fist Sect, he rushed directly to the Xishan Garden Hotel in the West District of Yunzhou.

Because of Fan Zhongxian and others, Mark was delayed for an hour.

Rushing over at this time, the time is just right.

The wheels were speeding, and Ye Fan sat calmly on the car seat. He looked out the window, and the scene on the roadside quickly disappeared from his sight.

What just happened did not cause any waves in Ye Fan's heart.

The only thing that made Ye Fan feel a little flustered was probably Qiu Mucheng's words.

"childish?"

Recalling the scene just now, Ye Fan laughed at himself.

He didn't expect that one day, he, the majestic Lord of the Dragon God, the powerful man in Jiangdong and Yanjing, would be called naive?

And this person is still his wife.

It feels ironic just thinking about it.

"Mu Cheng, I don't know, when you see me, Ye Fan, standing on the top of Jiangdong and being worshiped by all nations, can you still say the word "childish"?"

Boom~

The wheels are speeding.

Ye Fan's low words were shattered by the wind coming from the window!

At this time, there are less than five days until New Year’s Day!

In the distance, the sun is setting.

The afterglow of the setting sun fills the sky, but who can see what kind of turbulent winds and clouds are under the distant heaven and earth in Jiangdong?!
Chapter completed!