Let him be strong, I'll f * ck your mother!
This was a very undignified curse.
Fang Yan was a descendant of an ancient martial arts family and could be considered a real martial artist. However, he also inherited his mother Lu Wan's scholarly family's etiquette. He rarely cursed when he was with people, and he rarely said anything that hurt people's self-esteem — — unless he especially hated people.
Those who said things like 'f * ck' and 'laozi' would never become the main characters in reality or novels. They were just villains who were stepped on by others.
However, the Jiang family's fierce attacks wave after wave, Li Ya's disappearance and Du Qing's imprisonment, the result of the negotiations with the Jiang family, and the messy relationship with Ye Rou, Lu Chaoge and even Qin Yitian, caused his anger to rise, and finally caused him to lose control of his emotions — —
He was really annoyed!
To compete with a giant like the Jiang family, it was not possible to win by being good at scheming.
It was a competition of resources, connections, capital operation, hundreds of responses at a single call, and hundreds of years of heritage.
Moreover, the Jiang family could casually enter and exit the red wall, which could also bring pressure to Fang Yan.
Whoever he came to meet, that person might stand behind the Jiang family and become their strong support — —
Fang Yan, even if he was a genius with extraordinary intelligence, he was still a young man in his twenties.
He had no family to rely on, no elders to consult, and had to bear all the heavy responsibilities by himself. He would also feel annoyed and tired.
He even often thought that it would be better if nothing had happened, and that he was just an ordinary young man from Swallow Dock or a slightly talented Rosefinch Secondary language teacher — —
He liked that kind of life, and also yearned for that kind of life.
The many days of suppressed emotions finally exploded in the face of Jiang Yu Nong's aggressiveness.
The Jiang family was the root cause of all this.
He hated them, hated them to the core.
Click — —
A black handgun's safety was pulled, and the pitch-black muzzle was aimed at Fang Yan's head.
It was the bodyguard in the passenger seat, a young man who looked quiet but had a pair of blood-red eyes when he was angry.
His hand holding the gun was very steady. Even when the car was moving, it did not shake at all. It seemed that his marksmanship must be very good.
"You deserve to die," the man in the black suit said fiercely.
"Shoot!" Fang Yan moved his head closer to the muzzle of the gun. His voice was cold, and there was a mocking smile on his face. "Shoot!"
The man in black's knuckles twitched, and his eyes turned even redder.
His fingers exerted a little more force, and with just a little more force, he could pull the trigger.
"Shoot me — —" Fang Yan stared into the eyes of the man in black. He seemed to be crazy, but he kept his voice very low. "Doesn't your Jiang family hate me? Haven't your Jiang Clan tried to kill me time and time again? Shoot - shoot here. If you pull the trigger, I'll die in front of you — "
"—" The man in black licked his lips as if he had made a final decision.
"Shoot me," Fang Yan screamed. "Why don't you f * cking shoot — —"
"I want you to die — —" The man in black gritted his teeth.
"Stop," Jiang Yunong finally spoke.
Screech — —
The man in black put away his gun and turned around. He stared at Fang Yan through the rearview mirror like a vicious wolf staring at its prey.
"Coward," Fang Yan sneered and spat at the man in black.
The veins on the man's forehead were popping out as if he was about to explode.
"Jiang Yunong, don't fall for it," Jiang Yunong reminded him.
The man in black looked up to see that the car they were in had already entered the red wall. If he had shot Fang Yan just now, the Jiang family would have suffered a devastating blow — —
No one could bear the consequences of shooting someone in a place like this, even if the person behind him was the Jiang family.
If he couldn't kill, then he wouldn't look.
The man in black turned his eyes away to avoid looking at Fang Yan.
This was a mad dog!
A mad dog that had been driven mad!
"Why should I stoop to the level of a mad dog? What's the point of killing a mad dog? I'll kill him eventually, but — — not now, not here. "
Without the boss' permission, the driver didn't drive the car into the red wall to verify it, but instead drove the car into the parking lot on the side.
Jiang Yunong looked at Fang Yan and said, "You're angry. Feeling the pressure? "
"Yeah. I'm feeling a lot of pressure, can't you say 'fuck you' again? "
"— —" The muscles on Jiang Yunong's face twitched as he said, "I used to think that you were an opponent worthy of respect"
"Now you think that I'm a stepfather worthy of respect?"
"Fang Yan — —"
"You're angry, you feel the pressure?"
"— —"
"Tell me, aren't you being a jerk? I didn't offend anyone, yet you invited me into the car. You don't dare to kill me, you don't want to scold me, yet you want to threaten me — — tell me, aren't you being a jerk? "
"Fang Yan, the victory of words — —"
"I fuck your mother."
"— —"
"From now on, every word you say, I'll reply with 'I fuck your mother' — — do you want to keep talking?"
"— —"
"Seems like you're not in the mood," Fang Yan said. "I fuck your mother."
"Get out."
"Okay," Fang Yan opened the door and got out. "I fuck you — —"
Before Fang Yan could finish, the car spat out a puff of smoke and fled.
"Mom — —" Fang Yan shouted at the rear of the car.
After thinking for a bit, he slapped himself.
"Don't swear," Fang Yan told himself.
Fang Yan came to visit Gongsun Qi. The last time they went on a mission together in the Millennium Palace, they were chased by countless death warriors from the Millennium Palace. In that forest, Fang Yan and Gongsun Qi supported and helped each other. They didn't abandon or give up. Although they were heavily injured, they still worked hand in hand and escaped from death, preventing the national treasure from being lost to the foreign land. As for why Hua Xia had a treasure like the Sacrificial Staff, it wasn't something that Fang Yan and Gongsun Qi needed to think about. In any case, this was what Fang Yan reported to the young chief of the Xuan Department after he returned.
The young chief expressed high praise for Fang Yan and Gongsun Qi's mission, saying that they were the cornerstones of Hua Xia. Fang Yan was very humble. He said that he had only done what he was supposed to do. Any Chinese would have done the same thing if they were in his position.
Fang Yan didn't report to the young chief that Fang Yan carried Gongsun Qi out of the Forest of Death because of his heavy injuries. However, everyone knew that it was Fang Yan who carried Gongsun Qi out of the Forest of Death.
This was because when Fang Yan rushed to the meeting point of the Xuan Department, he ran with Gongsun Qi on his back. Although Gongsun Qi repeatedly resisted and expressed his desire to walk alone, the young chief thought highly of Fang Yan.
The young chief thought highly of Fang Yan, who did not strive for credit and was not arrogant, and did not give up on his teammates in times of danger. He was willing to live and die with his teammates. He gave Fang Yan a huge reward on the spot and asked Fang Yan to write down his private number. He said that if Fang Yan had time, he could go to his place for tea.
What a good young chief!
When Fang Yan arrived at the small courtyard where Gongsun Qi lived, Gongsun Qi was practicing walking with the help of a crutch.
His right leg had been shot while he was fleeing, and the bone inside was injured. However, his physique was strong. After a period of rest, his body was much better. It was just that the injury on the bone was more troublesome. If he wanted to recover as soon as possible, he still needed some tentative training.
Seeing Fang Yan coming over, Gongsun Qi swung the crutch in his hand and smashed it at him.
Pa —
Fang Yan caught the crutch and said with a smile, "Is this how you treat your savior?"
"Savior?" Gongsun Qi sneered and said, "I might as well have died in the forest. At least I wouldn't have to come back to be humiliated like this."
"Who humiliated you?" Fang Yan asked in surprise. "Someone even dared to humiliate the disciple of the Dragon God? Wasn't he afraid that the Dragon God would break his arms and legs? "
"You still have the face to ask?" Gongsun Qi wanted to take out his crutch and hit him again. He shouted, "Of course it was you who humiliated me."
"How did I humiliate you?"
"The whole world knows that you carried me back. Although no one asked me about it, the way they looked at me — — they were laughing at me. "
"How could that be?" Fang Yan looked very troubled. "This matter was so secretive that I didn't tell anyone — — I didn't even mention it to the young chief. When he asked about your performance, I said that you were braver than I was, and that you knew how to give up — — "
"What do you mean I was braver than you?" Gongsun Qi rudely interrupted Fang Yan and said, "What do you mean by that? Aren't you just trying to tell others that I was brave enough to let myself fall into a coma? What did I give up? That I almost gave up my life? "
"You can't think like that — —" Fang Yan comforted him. "If you really want to think like that, there's nothing I can do."
"Fang Yan, you tricked me — —"
"If I tricked you, I would have left you in the Forest of Death and let those rabid dogs drag you back to be cremated — —"
Gongsun Qi's eyes were about to turn red. He choked and said: "When you carried me out of the forest, I had already regained some of my consciousness — — I told you to put me down and only need to support me as I walked. Why did you have to carry me? How humiliating was it for me to be seen by those people who came to rescue me? "
Fang Yan thought about it seriously and said: "If there's a next time — — I'll definitely help you out."
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