Chapter 7 Fists Fly
The calm voice was like a spark dropped into a powder keg.
It ignited the barely suppressed rage.
Gu Chao Nan turned back.
Smashed a fist hard into his face.
Gritted his teeth: "What do you mean saying it now!"
Shen Le Yue went to help him, face full of anxiety.
"Gu Chao Nan, what are you doing, he still has injuries!"
He withdrew his hand, sneered coldly.
"Coveting Wen Yu, deserves it."
"You're sick, they're in the past, you've been brothers for over twenty years!"
Shen Le Yue glared at Gu Chao Nan.
But Xie Yi Heng brushed off her hand.
His gaze crossed the crowd, forcefully landing on my face.
Eyes met, no longer calm.
"Can't get over it."
The voice was light, as if said to himself.
But it clearly fell into everyone's ears.
Dead silence.
Chen Chen covered his face, couldn't bear to watch.
Shen Le Yue's face paled as she looked at him.
Tears gradually filled her eyes.
Xie Yi Heng stood, walked to Gu Chao Nan.
Ignoring his split lip, his eyes held an unprecedented storm.
"Coveting your wife?"
"She was originally my Ex Wife, you're the thief who took advantage!"
Gu Chao Nan raged: "Xie Yi Heng, you're asking for it!"
One punch heavier than the last.
Xie Yi Heng didn't back down.
Both beat each other fiercely.
Chen Chen rushed to break it up, face mournful.
"Stop fighting, Xie Yi Heng's hand is still injured, what if it's ruined?"
Seeing he couldn't persuade, he looked at me pleadingly.
"Wen Yu, look, maybe make them stop first?"
I smiled gently.
"Keep fighting, good if they beat each other to death."
The two instantly stopped.