C12 (2/2)

Ye Ling's face was ashen, his head drooped down, his back facing Zhao Yu, as he cursed loudly in his heart: ”Bastard! Is there no way to avoid it? ”

”Eh? Isn't he Young Master Ye Ling? ”

”Aiya! It's really Young Master Ye Ling! ”

Because Zhao Yu's actions had instantly attracted the attention of the Ye Family. However, the moment they saw Ye Ling's back figure, some people actually saw it in a glance, and all of them looked at Ye Ling with puzzled expressions.

”Could it be that Ye Ling is afraid of Zhao Yu?”

Everyone's hearts were filled with questions. Ye Ling had even defeated Ye Tian, so how could they be afraid of Zhao Yu? Thus, everyone was very curious.

”Oh?”

”It's really a narrow path. I didn't expect you to be that trash, Ye Ling, no?”

”Come on! Lifting your head, let me see what kind of person you are! ”

Zhao Yu chuckled, hearing the words of the crowd, he instead felt that it was extremely funny, with a sinister and mocking expression on his face, he walked over to Ye Ling, appearing extremely arrogant.

”I'm afraid that if you raise your head, you will be scared shitless!”

Ye Ling's face was as black as charcoal. Since Zhao Yu was so overbearing, making it difficult for him to escape, he naturally would not flee. Sooner or later, the time would come.

”What?”

”Do you have the guts to say that again?”

Zhao Yu frowned, and with a cold expression on his face, he bellowed. After he finished speaking, he suddenly swung his fist, completely without any hesitation.

”This!”

When the spectators saw Ye Ling's terror, they were speechless. They had all witnessed it themselves, and now that Zhao Yu actually dared to attack Ye Ling, it was simply asking for trouble.

Ka-cha! *

Sure enough, the moment Zhao Yu's fist struck Ye Ling, Ye Ling suddenly dodged, his right hand extended out as fast as lightning, grabbing onto Zhao Yu's wrist and fiercely pouting, only hearing a crisp sound.

”AHH!”

Zhao Yu screamed, his body retreating very quickly, his right arm was actually broken, his arm hanging down as he screamed like a pig.

”Pui!” ”Serves you right!”

”Daring to attack Young Master Ye Ling, he is simply courting death!”

”…”

Ye Ling's face turned cold, his eyes flashed with a cold light, staring straight at Zhao Yu, a strong killing intent surfaced in his heart.

”Bastard, it's you!”

Zhao Yu revealed a sinister and pained expression. Just as he raised his head and was about to curse at Ye Ling, he was suddenly stunned by what he saw. His eyes were wide open as he said what he wanted to say in an instant.

”Have we met before?”

Ye Ling took a step forward, slowly approaching Zhao Yu, his expression gloomy, his voice gloomy and filled with threat.

Gulp!

Zhao Yu swallowed his saliva. The moment he saw Ye Ling, he acted like a mouse seeing a cat, and also realized why Ye Ling wanted to avoid him.

”It's you!”

”It's you who injured Li Mang, you, Ye Ling, are doomed!”

Zhao Yu did not compromise, but instead roared at Ye Ling with a sinister smile, showing his arrogance and arrogance, because he knew that the Ye Family was about to be annihilated, how could he not be happy?

”What?” Li Mang? ”

”Isn't that the City Lord's son?”

”…”

Zhao Yu's words instantly caused a controversy among the crowd. After all, Li Mang was the son of the City Lord Li Wushuang, and everyone in the Qingyang City knew about this.

Ye Ling's face flushed red. He naturally knew of this logic but this matter could have been delayed, but because of Zhao Yu's arrival, it made the situation even worse for him.

”What Li Mang?!”

”Don't you dare spout nonsense here!”

Boom! *

Even if Ye Ling were to make a move, even if this matter were to be exposed, he would not let Zhao Yu off the hook. The hatred in his heart needed to be vented, and he also needed to take care of Zhao Yu.