C237 The Abandoned Ling'er

"Who are you? Put her down for me." At this time, a man walked in from outside, and shouted at when he saw him carrying Zhang Linger.

Zhang Fan looked at the youth as he walked in, his eyes completely bloodshot. The anger in his heart had reached its peak. The person who walked in was the main character of the day, and the person who had defeated Zhang Fan earlier.

The youth looked at Zhang Fan who was sitting there without moving, and roared at him once again: "Release her."

"What qualifications do you have to yell at me? His death was all because of you." Zhang Fan slowly placed Zhang Linger on the bed and asked the teenager.

"Because you still have the nerve to say it? Did I chase you away? Isn't it because you, a trash, have too much strength? Otherwise, how would I even have the chance?"

"Also, who could stop this woman if she wanted to? What's so unfortunate about a woman dying?"

Zhang Fan looked at the young man's disdainful tone, and clenched his fists tightly. The sharp sword in his hand suddenly appeared, and he attacked the young man.

The youth was not to be outdone. He coldly harrumphed, "You were so weak before. You are still the same now." As he spoke, a sharp sword also appeared in the youth's hand. He went up to meet the sword, unwilling to be outdone.

"Bam!"

When the two's crown technique collided, it wantonly spread to the surroundings and instantly tore the surrounding furniture into pieces.

Zhang Fan's heart was thrown into panic as he looked towards the direction where Zhang Linger was. The bed there had collapsed, and Zhang Linger had been carried to the side.

"Only after seeing that Zhang Linger was alright did Zhang Fan finally heave a sigh of relief. "Thank you!" After giving simple thanks to Lin Mengnuo, they once again fought with each other.

However, this time, the fight was even more intense, and even the roof was torn apart. Long Chenhao, Lan Yun and the rest were already outside the house, and looking at Zhang Fan who was inside, their hearts were filled with pity.

"Brother Long, should we go up and help Brother Zhang? I'm worried that this method of fighting will be detrimental to him." After Lan Yun saw Zhang Fan's battle, he suggested to him.

Long Chenhao shook his head, then said to Lan Yun: "Right now, let him vent his anger, Brother Zhang's strength is stronger than that young man, there won't be a problem, it's just that she …" Long Chenhao looked at Zhang Linger, choked with emotions, and did not continue speaking.

Lan Yun lightly patted Long Chenhao's shoulders, "Relax, I believe that Brother Zhang will be able to hold on."

BOOM!

After a loud noise, the entire room was completely destroyed and many pieces of wood fell from the top of the room.

After waiting for the dust to settle, the two of them returned to the group. However, there were many wounds on their bodies now, and they didn't seem to have gained any advantage.

"Both of you stop right now." Just at this moment, a middle-aged man's voice sounded. Long Chenhao looked over and saw that the middle-aged man was the same young man who had accompanied Yun City and he was also the same young man.

When the middle-aged man saw Long Chenhao, he was stunned for a moment, then walked towards Zhang Fan and the others. At that time, the impression Long Chenhao left on him in Cloud City was too deep, even after so much time had passed, he still had a deep impression in his heart.

"Both of you stop right now, and who told you to come back?" Didn't I say at that time that our Zhang Family did not welcome you? " The middle-aged man scolded Zhang Fan with a serious face, causing both Long Chenhao and Lan Yun to feel extremely unhappy.

Zhang Fan suppressed the anger in his heart and gradually said to the middle-aged man with a trembling voice, "Patriarch, Ling'er, she …"

The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Linger who was in Lin Mengnuo's embrace and snorted, "This disgraceful thing, it's fine if it dies, what's there to be regretful about?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Zhang Fan was so infuriated that he did not know what to say in reply.

"Hmph, old thing, you don't look like a good person." As Lan Yun said that, he slapped the middle aged man hard, causing the middle aged man to fly to the side of the wall.

A tear fell from the corner of Zhang Linger's eyes but they did not notice this detail when all of their gazes were focused on the middle-aged man.

"Be careful!" Long Chenhao reminded Zhang Fan.

But he was still a step too slow. The youth's palm fiercely smashed into Zhang Fan's body, causing Zhang Fan's chest to feel heavy, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just as Long Chenhao was about to attack the youth, Zhang Fan slowly stood up and blocked Long Chenhao: "Brother Long, leave this to me!"

After looking at Zhang Fan's resolute expression, Long Chenhao did not attack anymore and only nodded slightly.

The young man looked at the unstable Zhang Fan, and suddenly started laughing out loud: "The previous you are not able to do it, the current you is still unable to do it, you are destined to just be a failure."

Zhang Fan did not pay attention to the young man's mockery and endured the backlash of the crown force in his body with great difficulty. He used the crown technique Yun Yi had given him to the limit and fiercely rushed towards the young man.

The youth looked at the approaching Zhang Fan, his heart filled with fear. It had to be said that Zhang Fan's current strength was higher than hers, but facing this sharp crown technique, the youth had no choice but to bite the bullet and charge forward.

"Bam!"

The two people's crown technique fiercely clashed, and a tearing feeling transmitted into Zhang Fan's mind. Fresh blood also slowly flowed down from the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth.

Zhang Fan endured the pain in his body, and then fiercely punched the youth with his left hand. The youth was also sent flying by Zhang Fan's sharp attack.

Looking at the broken room and the middle-aged man who had fainted on the ground, Zhang Fan's eyes showed disdain.

After that, he walked to Zhang Linger's side and wiped his hands clean of his clothes before lightly brushing past Zhang Linger's face.

"Ling'er, I'm sorry, I came late. Your father, he said that about you. "But don't worry. With me, I will always be by your side, even if, even if you have already left …"

Zhang Fan said with tears in his eyes. He wanted to hug Zhang Linger, but was stopped by Lin Mengnuo.

"You still have injuries on your body. Let me do it!"

"It's fine, I owe her too much. This little injury is nothing."

Long Chenhao nodded his head at Lin Mengnuo, and then, Lin Mengnuo placed Zhang Linger who was in her embrace into Zhang Fan's embrace.

Zhang Fan hugged Zhang Linger and walked out, with no one daring to stop them.