Wang Liang's shout made the fear of the surrounding little brothers briefly disappear. Looking at Zhang Yan who was half kneeling on the ground, he held the weapon in his hand tightly and shouted and rushed towards Zhang Yan again.

A good tiger cannot resist a group of wolves, and two fists cannot match four hands. A hero cannot resist a lot of people. Although Zhang Yan's medical cultivation has been promoted to a doctor's level, he is willing but unable to do it. Looking at the younger brother who is rushing towards him with a dagger in front, Zhang Yan subconsciously raised his arm to resist.

A sharp spring dagger slashed through Zhang Yan's palm, and a trace of blood flowed out along Zhang Yan's fingers.

The loss of blood penetrated into the red blood ring on Zhang Yan's finger. Suddenly, a red light flashed, and a huge rebound force ejected the boy in front of him. The boy staggered and flew backwards, squatting on the ground, lying on the ground with his eyes dull.

When did these teenagers see this kind of formation? They hurriedly stopped and rushed over, stood there, and looked at their elder brother.

Wang Liang saw the scene just now, and was also surprised. Looking at Zhang Yan, who was already injured and exhausted, he walked up with a wooden stick, pointed to Zhang Yan's nose and said viciously: "Zhang Yan, your brother Wang will give you a chance today. Don't let me meet you in Xiangyang High School again, otherwise the master will beat you once and once. Now you let my brother go, and even if you give up today's matter, I will let you go safely."

I stayed at the forefront of my work and met in the future. The more than 60 younger brothers I brought did not subdue Zhang Yan. Wang Liang obviously guessed that Zhang Yan's strength was extraordinary, so he gave up his original request.

Wang Liang made a concession. Zhang Yan didn't want to fight to the death with the other party. It didn't matter if he died, but Bai Su was still by his side, and Zhang Yan didn't want her to have any situation.

With Bai Su's support, Zhang Yan stood up, faced Wang Liang coldly, and suddenly laughed and said, "If Bai Su hadn't been by my side, even if I died here today, I wouldn't have agreed to your request. Your brother would be able to move in three hours. Bai Su, let's go."

Zhang Yan's words warmed Bai Su's heart, tears rolled down again, and he supported the injured Zhang Yan and walked out of the crowd. Looking at Wang Liang's younger brother blocking the way, Zhang Yan turned around and asked, "What, do you still have to continue?"

"Get out of here." He yelled at his younger brother, and the brother who was originally blocking Zhang Yan's way gave up a passage.

Looking at the back that disappeared in the darkness, Wang Liang felt very uncomfortable. Zhang Yan's desolate eyes were bottomless, as if an abyss, and there was no wave in his eyes.

"Brother, have you just let him go?" Looking at Zhang Yan leaving, Xiao Liuzi surrounded him and asked in disgrace.

"His injury is already very serious. Could it be that we will kill him?"

Wang Liang and his brothers waited for three hours on the playground. After all the little brothers could move, Wang Liang said something thankful to his brother and brother, everyone left the playground one after another.

"Senior brother, is Zhang Yan really that difficult to deal with?" Xiao Xiang and Bingqing stood on the top of the teaching building. Looking at the scene under the dim light just now, Bingqing couldn't help but ask in a voice.

Xiao Xiang would not not answer Bing Qing, but he didn't know how to answer this question. He really didn't know how powerful Zhang Yan was, but the scene that happened just now also made Xiao Xiang examine Zhang Yan.

Xiangyang High School is not the only one in Xiao Xiang's family, and its power is complicated. As for Wang Liang, he is just a thug who Xiao Xiang bought back with money. If there is no money, Wang Liang would probably not be controlled by him at all. These young and passionate teenagers are much harder to deal with than the gangsters in society.

"Junior sister, it's getting late, let's go back too!"

Bai Su helped Zhang Yan leave the playground, walked back to the villa, and sent Zhang Yan back to the bedroom.

Seeing Zhang Yan being injured again, Pang Yan's tears fell on the floor like raindrops, and while crying, he said, "Zhang Yan, can you pay attention in the future? I don't want you to have something to do."

"Haha, Pang Yan, look at what you said, am I fine?"

Bai Su felt guilty. If he hadn't been caught by the other party for a moment of carelessness, Zhang Yan would not have been injured. When Pang Yan cried, Bai Su also started crying. After Nuolan and Nalan Mei learned that Zhang Yan was injured, they also walked into his bedroom to visit.

Zhang Yan's face was very haggard, his face was pale, there was still a faint blood on his clothes, and the wound on his hands had scabbed, leaving a slender hole. Thinking of everything Zhang Yan had given for Bai Su, I couldn't help but be moved.

In Zhang Yan, Nalan Mei saw a kind of persistence that other men did not have. For his own woman, he was willing to risk his life. Whoever became Zhang Yan's woman would be destined to be happy in this life. She couldn't help but feel a little glad that she agreed to Zhang Yan's request, and at the same time envied Pang Yan for being Zhang Yan's first girlfriend.

He bandaged Zhang Yan's wound and placed him on the comfortable big bed. Seeing Zhang Yan's face turned red, the girls left reluctantly.

In order to avoid affecting Zhang Yan's injuries, Pang Yan sat by the bed and took good care of him. Looking at Zhang Yan who was asleep peacefully, Pang Yan also lay beside Zhang Yan and fell asleep quickly.

The next morning, Zhang Yan opened his eyes and felt his physically energetic body. He curiously unbuttoned the gauze wrapped in his palm. He was surprised to find that the slender hole in his palm disappeared yesterday. He was shocked. Even a powerful doctor could not do this. Looking at the blood-red ring on his fingers, recalling the scene of red smoke during the day and the red light that suddenly appeared when he fought with Wang Liang at night, Zhang Yan became more and more curious about what was happening to him.

The original bronze ring turned into a blood-red color, extremely gorgeous, and there seemed to be a powerful fluctuation on it. Zhang Yan didn't know what it was. Since it was an ancestral object worshipped by the merchant, it must be not an ordinary product.

Looking at Pang Yan sitting by the bed lying on your pillow, Zhang Yan moved his body, and his arm popped out at the same time to Pang Yan's armpit, and pulled Pang Yan into his arms with force.

Feeling a force tearing him up, Pang Yanzheng resisted. When he opened his eyes, he looked at the familiar face in front of him, and a faint sadness rose on his face and asked, "Zhang Yan, are you getting better?"
Chapter completed!