Siheyuan: I have a mental illness

Yang Ruihua saw from afar that Yan Bugui was kicked away by Ye Fan, and like a kite with a broken string, he fell straight towards the Yan Jiecheng brothers. This sudden scene made him stunned, and a look of fear instantly covered his entire face. He ran towards Yan Bugui in a panic, shouting loudly as he ran: "Old Yan! Old Yan!"

When he ran to Yan Bugui's side, Yang Ruihua squatted down, stretched out his hands and gently shook Yan Bugui's shoulders, and shouted anxiously: "Old Yan, don't scare me, are you okay?" However, at this time Yan Bugui just coughed violently twice, then tilted his head to the side, closed his eyes, and fainted.

Looking at Yan Bugui who was already unconscious, Yang Ruihua's anger instantly burned to the extreme. He turned his head suddenly, glared at Ye Fan, his eyes seemed to be able to spit fire, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Ye Fan, you are so brave, you dare to hit someone here!"

Ye Fan, however, looked indifferent, curled his lips and responded lightly: "Hey, let's be reasonable! I clearly moved my feet, which eye of yours saw me do it?" After saying that, he raised his eyebrows provocatively.

Faced with Ye Fan's specious and distorted words, Yang Ruihua was so angry that he trembled all over and gnashed his teeth. He wanted to rush up and argue with Ye Fan. At this moment, Yan Jiecheng, who had just struggled to sit up from the ground, saw this situation and couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He was afraid that he would also suffer from Ye Fan's poisonous hands, so he quickly lay back on the ground and pretended to be seriously injured.

At this tense moment, two people suddenly walked out of the crowd. They were Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu. They walked side by side, staring at Ye Fan with gloomy faces and full of hostility.

Obviously, after what happened last night, the two of them regained some confidence, felt that they had the courage and that they were able to do it again.

Yi Zhonghai stared at Ye Fan closely, frowning, and asked angrily: "Chief Ye, you actually hit Yan Bugui, and after beating him you acted nonchalant and as if nothing had happened. This is too much!" After saying that, his eyes were like torches, shooting straight at Ye Fan, as if he wanted to see some regret or guilt on his face.

Sha Zhu was silent, but his clenched fists and slightly trembling muscles showed his anger and impulse at the moment. He spread his feet shoulder-width apart, leaned forward, lowered his center of gravity, and was ready to attack at any time.

Obviously, what he was thinking in his mind was to use the same fierce force as when he kicked Xu Damao last night to teach Ye Fan, who was ignorant of the immensity of the world, a lesson, so that he could clearly know what real pain is.

Ye Fan keenly sensed the hostility and signs of Sha Zhu's imminent attack. He narrowed his eyes slightly, like a tiger staring at its prey, and looked at Sha Zhu coldly. Ye Fan seemed to have not heard the accusations that Yi Zhonghai had just said, and was too lazy to respond. He just locked his eyes on Sha Zhu, and then slowly said, "Sha Zhu, it seems that you still don't know what cruelty is."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan suddenly moved. The two pots of flowers that he had been holding firmly in his arms were thrown into the air by him in an instant. At the same time, his figure flashed by like a ghost. Seeing this, Sha Zhu raised his leg without hesitation and kicked Ye Fan with all his strength. However, although Sha Zhu was a good fighter in daily life, he was nothing compared to Ye Fan. There was no comparison at all.

You know, Ye Fan possesses the peerless magic skill - the Sacred Heart Technique, and also has an invulnerable body of steel. Not to mention that Sha Zhu simply raised his leg and kicked him, even if he was holding an AK submachine gun in his hand and shooting at Ye Fan crazily, it would be difficult to hurt Ye Fan at all.

At that moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Sha Zhu and Ye Fan. Sha Zhu raised his thick thigh fiercely, and was about to kick Ye Fan, but something jaw-dropping happened! Before Sha Zhu even had time to let his foot touch Ye Fan, he suddenly let out a shrill scream: "Ah——" Then, as if he was hit by an invisible huge force, the whole person flew out like a cannonball and rushed straight out of the door of Yan Bugui's house.

With a loud bang, Sha Zhu's body hit the ground heavily, raising a cloud of dust. He lay on the ground motionless, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive. Seeing this scene, everyone present gasped in shock, and there was silence for a while.

However, what was even more unexpected was that Ye Fan turned back at lightning speed. Just when the flower pot that Sha Zhu had knocked over when he flew up fell from the sky, Ye Fan was able to catch it calmly and steadily. His movements were smooth and seamless, as if he had just done something insignificant.

Seeing Ye Fan's amazing skills, the people around him were shocked. Their faces were filled with astonishment, and their mouths opened so wide that an egg could almost fit in. They looked at each other, and the same thought came to their minds at the same time: "What kind of magical method is this? How can someone be so powerful?"

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai, who had been standing aside and watching coldly, saw that the situation was not good, and his heart tightened. He hurriedly took a few steps forward and shouted at Ye Fan angrily: "Ye Fan, you dare to hit someone! Don't you have any respect for the king's law? Is there still law?"

Ye Fan held the flower pot, turned his head and glanced at Yi Zhonghai coldly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile, and said sarcastically: "You old eunuch, how can you speak here? You are not even a complete man. Who gave you the courage to challenge me?"

Ye Fan's merciless words were like a bolt of thunder from the blue sky, fiercely striking Yi Zhonghai's heart. He trembled all over, his face turned pale as paper in an instant, and the whole person stood there blankly as if he was cast under a spell, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Ye Fan's words were like a violent hurricane, sweeping across the seemingly peaceful courtyard with overwhelming force. The voice seemed to carry endless power and majesty, instantly penetrating every corner, shocking everyone in the courtyard.

After hearing Ye Fan's shocking words, the people in the courtyard showed indescribable astonishment and disbelief on their faces. They widened their eyes and opened their mouths, as if they couldn't believe what they heard. Some people even rubbed their ears subconsciously, wondering if they had heard it wrong.

However, despite being filled with doubts and shock, everyone turned their eyes to Yi Zhonghai standing aside. They seemed to be waiting for him to explain or respond. At this moment, Yi Zhonghai became the focus of the whole audience. He felt the gazes from all directions and was a little overwhelmed for a moment.