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Yao Yuan ignored the pain and used all his strength to grab the blade.

In the end, just before the tip of the blade touched Liu Xinyue, it stopped.

The blood on Yao Yuan's hands had seeped into Liu Xinyue's clothes. When Liu Xinyue looked down, she thought she had been stabbed.

Yao Yuan stepped forward and hugged Liu Xinyue.

”Xin Yue, don't be afraid. I didn't hit you!”

Liu Xinyue's beautiful eyes were tightly shut, as she had already fainted.

Once Yao Yuan confirmed that she was not stabbed, he relaxed and carefully carried her to the sofa at the side.

This was the first time Yao Yuan had ”intimate contact” with him, and the wound on his hand was so deep that it almost reached the bone, but he didn't care, as he only thought about how much he would feel from Liu Xinyue's body.

Liu Zhigang was also dumbfounded, if it really was his big sister, he would also be done for.

Seeing that Yao Yuan was actually holding onto the white blade with his bare hands, he was even more terrified.

”White Dog, it's all your fault for provoking me, it's all your fault. Let me tell you, I really dare to stab you!”

After Yao Yuan settled Liu Xinyue down, he grabbed the sofa towel and tore it into two, each of them wrapping around the other's hand to stop bleeding.

After he expressionlessly finished all of these, he slowly raised his head and looked towards Liu Zhigang.

Those eyes were filled with killing intent!

He was truly angry. No matter how much he had been humiliated at home before, there would never be any action that would truly harm him. But today, Liu Zhigang wanted his life!

No matter how much they looked down on him, he was still a living person. If they hadn't dodged it just now, he would have been the one lying on the ground!

The veins on Yao Yuan's face popped out as he walked towards Liu Zhigang step by step. The tea table in front of him was smashed into pieces with a single kick!

Liu Zhigang originally had a guilty conscience, but now that he saw Yao Yuan being enraged, his grip on his blade became unsteady. He turned around and ran out the door, even shouting loudly: ”Murder!”

Yao Yuan unhurriedly followed him out, thinking to let him run 500 meters first, there would be plenty of time to settle old scores.

In order to preserve his life, Liu Zhigang directly ran onto the crowded streets, and his incessant shouts attracted the attention of everyone.

At this time, the food stall owner had been smashed quite a bit because of yesterday's stall, so he was swearing and packing up his things as he prepared to leave the stall.

When he heard the shouts and saw Liu Zhigang and Yao Yuan coming over, the anger in his heart flared up even more and he let out a cold snort.

”Fuck, I didn't get enough steam yesterday. Let's continue today!”

With that, he called a few people, picked up his carrying pole and rushed up.

”A White Dog like you still dares to hit people, watch me beat you to death!”

Seeing Liu Zhigang hiding behind the vendor, Yao Yuan still vividly remembered the scene of him being humiliated under the owner's feet yesterday. At this moment, the hot air in his body was beginning to gush out.

He could easily avoid the carrying pole, but the constant heat coming from inside his body gave him new ideas.

He used his head to catch the carrying pole!

Bang.

The carrying pole was smashed to smithereens!

The stall owner looked at the remaining half of the carrying pole with a stupefied expression. Before he could even react, Yao Yuan had already raised his hand and knocked an elbow onto his face.

The vendor's nose splattered all over the floor.

The few peddlers at the side saw the situation and came over to help. They also had a variety of weapons in their hands, such as stools, sticks, and even brooms. They flew around randomly in the air.

Yao Yuan shuttled back and forth between them, and only picked up important parts to beat them up. Not long later, all of them were placed on the ground, creaking and struggling.

Yao Yuan noticed that there was a pit of excrement on the side of the street. It was around five meters square and had human and animal feces stored inside.

Recalling the humiliation he suffered yesterday, a smile appeared on his face.

He used his foot to lift up the person in front of him, and with a light push, the person drew a beautiful curve in the air.

”Plop.”

The man dived into the fecal pit, and at this moment, he did not care about his broken ribs. He swam to the edge of the pit with all his might, wanting to climb out.