CHAPTER 632: CHAPTER 645: BROTHER JUNYANG IS HELPING ME BEAT SOMEONE UP

This woman bullied him so much, made him so angry, yet he never hit her even once. But now she’s been hit by someone else?

Seeing Xiao Xiao’s swollen face, Lin Junyang felt his chest tighten with rage.

Sun Wangbei swallowed hard. It was his first time seeing Fifth losing his temper. In his impression, Fifth was always the playful, cheerful big guy who loved to joke around and had never gotten mad at anyone.

Xiao Xiao felt uneasy under his gaze, but An Ran didn’t care at all and pointed at Niu Zhong with her slender finger, "Him!"

Having Lin Junyang stick up for Xiao Xiao saved her a lot of effort.

Honestly, hitting people makes your hands hurt too.

Lin Junyang let go of Xiao Xiao and stepped up to Niu Zhong, grabbing his collar. The two hundred pound Niu Zhong was lifted like a chicken.

"Who... who are you? Let go of me! Do you know who I am?"

Niu Zhong had never seen Lin Junyang before. He was considered a big shot in Nan’an. When had anyone ever lifted him like this?

Besides, even Young Master Sun hadn’t said anything when the little girl hit him. Who had the right to lay hands on him?

"I don’t give a damn who you are."

Saying that, Lin Junyang landed one punch after another, which was followed by a sound akin to a pig being slaughtered.

An Ran pouted and shook her head, whispering to Xiao Xiao, "I always thought Instructor Mu was the brutal one. Turns out Brother Yang is even more ruthless."

Watching Lin Junyang beating Niu Zhong like he was fighting for his life, Xiao Xiao’s eyes tingled. Was this man taking revenge for her?

Until Niu Zhong’s screams became weaker and weaker, eventually silent, Lin Junyang tossed him aside like a sandbag. The man in gold-rimmed glasses was already trembling like a leaf, lying behind Sun Wangbei, trying to minimize his presence.

An Ran had noticed his every move a long time ago. Seeing Lin Junyang stop, she hopped over, "Brother Yang, there’s still one more."

The man in gold-rimmed glasses saw An Ran pointing at him and immediately knelt down, "Miss, Little Miss, please spare me. I failed to recognize greatness. I won’t dare next time."

It’s not that he was a coward. Seeing Niu Zhong beaten half to death, he was scared witless.

This man, he wasn’t sure what he did, but his quick punches and agility were more impressive than the bodyguards his family hired.

Though Niu Zhong was older than him, he had more muscle. With his small frame facing those sandbag-sized punches, he was certain that within three hits, his ribs would be shattered.

Lin Junyang ignored his plea, grabbed him and landed a punch, sending the man with gold-rimmed glasses flying in an elegant arc.

An Ran was engrossed in watching when her phone rang.

"Hello, wife," Mu Xingfeng said, and she instantly heard the sound of wailing in the background, "Where are you? What’s that noise?"

"Well, I’m still at the restaurant. Brother Yang is helping me beat up some people," An Ran said casually, completely like a bystander watching a one-sided fight.

"Junyang? Why are you with them? Where exactly? I’m coming over right now."

Today, Sun Wangbei had called him to arrange a meeting, but he had been eager to see his little wife quickly and blew him off. He didn’t expect them to be together now.

An Ran reported her location, hung up the phone, and continued watching Lin Junyang beating people.

To be honest, when she was with Mu Xingfeng before, she hadn’t realized it. Now watching Lin Junyang fighting, she knew that such skills couldn’t be honed in just a day or two. What she had learned was nothing but showy moves, completely ineffective.