Chapter 231: 223 Provoking an International Tycoon! [2 more]

“I’m not afraid of pain.” Wen Tinglan fell silent for a moment, “I’m afraid of you suffering.”

Ying Zijin’s hand paused as she was setting his bone.

Her fingers tightened slightly, her eyelashes drooping, “Not anymore.”

After a moment’s thought, Ying Zijin felt in her pocket, and indeed found the last remaining candy.

She took out the candy and handed it to Wen Tinglan, “Suck on this.”

Wen Tinglan accepted it, tore open the candy wrapper, and put the candy in his mouth.

It was then.

“Crack!”

It was the sound of the bone moving.

Just hearing that noise was enough to make someone wince in sympathy.

But Wen Tinglan didn’t make a sound.

“A real man.” Ying Zijin stood up, patted his shoulder, and chuckled softly, “Since childhood, you’ve been stronger than your sister.”

Wen Tinglan wiped the sweat from his forehead, still worried, “Sis, you should leave this place, the Fang Family is not to be trifled with!”

He knew that his sister was very capable.

But the Fang Family was powerful, how could they possibly stand against them?

“It’s fine.” Ying Zijin was indifferent, “You rest first, we’ll go to the hospital again later.”

Only then did she turn around to face the private doctor whose legs were trembling non-stop and took a couple of steps forward.

With a “thump,” the private doctor collapsed on the floor.

“This has nothing to do with me!” he said, his voice trembling, “I’m just employed by the Fang Family, acting on the orders of the head of the household! I’m not in charge of my own fate!”

Ying Zijin raised her hand, grabbed the private doctor’s shoulder, used force to make him stand.

“I’m a doctor too.” Her voice was cool and mocking with a slight smile, “I know where to break it to cause the most pain.”

Before the private doctor could respond, there was a crisp “snap” – the sound of a bone breaking.

The pain spread instantaneously, piercing him to the core.

The private doctor couldn’t hold back and let out a scream, sweat beading on his forehead from the agony.

Then, the girl seemingly effortlessly tapped a few spots on his body.

In an instant, the pain intensified.

The private doctor had no idea why this was happening, only feeling his guts churned up, his vision darkening.

Ying Zijin released his shoulder.

Without her support, the private doctor collapsed against the wall, struggling to catch his breath.

Finally, Ying Zijin turned her gaze to Fang Ruotong, who looked terrified.

She nodded slightly, her voice faint, “Do you want his bone marrow?”

“What, what?” Fang Ruotong took a step back, “You wouldn’t dare lay a finger on me, would you?”

She was terrified but tried to put on a brave front, pointing at the girl, “Do you know who my father is? The head of the Fang Family! If you touch me, you’ll have offended the entire Fang Family!”

“No matter how tough you are, you’re finished!”

Because of Fang Zhicheng’s way of doing things, the Fang Family had many enemies, and Fang Ruotong had seen her share of them.

She even narrowly escaped kidnapping once.

What kind of ruthless people hadn’t she seen?

A girl younger than her, how much power could she have?

Hearing Fang Ruotong’s words, Wen Tinglan’s heart tightened again, “Sis!”

“I don’t need your bone marrow,” Ying Zijin seized Fang Ruotong’s wrist. “And don’t point your finger at me.”

Fang Ruotong hadn’t had a chance to respond, nor did she understand what the first sentence meant, when a throbbing pain shot through her wrist.

She screamed out, “Let go! Let go!”

Even though she suffered from leukemia due to radiation and often felt pain, she had never felt pain like this before.

It seemed to penetrate deep into her bones, reaching her heart and lungs.

No matter what, Fang Ruotong was just a 19-year-old girl who had been pampered by Fang Zhicheng all her life.

And since she had taken a year off school, her temperament wasn’t mature, how could she have anticipated such a scene?

Fang Ruotong had been scared into tears, sobbing hoarsely, “What are you doing, what are you doing?! It hurts, it hurts so much!”

“You still have the strength to talk,” Ying Zijin said coolly. “Seems like it doesn’t hurt that much.”

She leaned down, her eyes cold and fierce, “You didn’t answer my question. Do you want my brother’s bone marrow?”

“I don’t want it anymore, I don’t want it!” Fang Ruotong wept loudly, “I won’t get treated, okay? Please, just let me go.”

“They broke his leg, I broke both your arms,” Ying Zijin slowly released Fang Ruotong, “Stop crying, you’re three years older than him, be strong.”

She didn’t look at Fang Ruotong again, turning away, “Xiao Lan, we should go. Dad must be getting anxious.”

Both of them had kept the truth from Wen Fengmian.

Wen Tinglan hesitated for a moment but then stood up and followed.

But after taking a couple of steps, he was surprised to find that his legs felt no different than before.

He could run 1000 meters right now with no problem.

Though Wen Tinglan had a tall figure, due to his frail health since childhood, his physical stamina was not strong.

Playing basketball, a talent that every boy seems to have, he didn’t possess either.

Wen Tinglan pursed her lips, “Sister, does Norton University offer any combat classes?”

“Hmm?” Ying Zijin could see what she was thinking in an instant, “Yes, combat is a mandatory course as long as you are in an S-level or above faculty, you will learn it.”

After all, sometimes the things Norton University had students do required some physical skills, or else they really wouldn’t be able to manage.

Wen Tinglan let out a slight sigh of relief, “Then I must study hard.”

“Hmm.” Ying Zijin didn’t say much, “Let’s go.”

**

The siblings came to the courtyard.

Fang Zhicheng was still under the control of the Yi Character Team members.

Seeing that Wen Tinglan could still walk out, he realized that Fang Ruotong’s surgery must have failed, and his face turned green with anger.

“Miss Ying, we’ve already called people over from the Imperial Capital headquarters,” the captain said, “They’ve boarded the helicopter, and it will take them at most forty minutes to arrive.”

Now there was no need for an investigation, but Fang Zhicheng’s private installation of weapons in the manor was enough to shut down the entire Fang Family.

“Then you stay here,” Ying Zijin nodded slightly, “I’m heading back to Shanghai City now.”

She stepped forward, but her body wobbled.

“Miss Ying!”

“Sister!”

The expressions of the people around her all changed.

“I’m fine,” Ying Zijin stopped, steadying herself on a nearby streetlight, “I’ve just overexerted myself a little, need to rest for two minutes.”

Fighting hadn’t taken much effort, it was mainly the journey.

The Inner Strength of an ancient martial artist is actually not much different from the Inner Strength depicted in ancient Qinggong in TV dramas.

It can run out.

Now that her Inner Strength was depleted, she couldn’t ensure that she could leave Ningchuan safely with Wen Tinglan.

After all—

Ying Zijin slowly lifted her head, looking forward.

There were no people visible, but voices were already carrying over.@@novelbin@@

“Yo, Fang Zhicheng, how did you end up like a mangy dog? Weren’t you inviting me to take a look at the goods?”

As these words fell, the speaker slowly emerged from the path.

It was a middle-aged man, followed by a good fifty henchmen.

“Master Yan!” Fang Zhicheng was overjoyed, “You came just at the right time, the goods I wanted to show you, is her!”

Master Yan’s eyes narrowed, his gaze landing on the girl, and he was immediately delighted: “What fine goods, fine goods indeed! I’ve roamed all over Jiangnan for so many years and I’ve never seen such a top quality item!”

“Fang Zhicheng, finally, you did something right for once.”

“That’s right,” Fang Zhicheng grimaced, “Master Yan, look at this…”

Only then did Master Yan notice the six Yi Character Team members, and he ordered his henchmen, “You guys, cripple them.”

The forty or so henchmen, even if the six Yi Character Team members were very skilled, couldn’t possibly handle so many alone.

Fang Zhicheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, “Thank you, Master Yan, from now on I’ll give you an extra ten percent of the Fang Family’s business.”

Master Yan was someone he knew from the black market, and he wasn’t clear on Master Yan’s exact identity.

The Fang Family had reached the position they were in today because Master Yan was protecting them.

“However, they are the Yi Character Team,” Fang Zhicheng hesitated, “that one from the Imperial Capital.”

“The Yi Character Team?” A touch of apprehension appeared in Master Yan’s eyes, but he wasn’t very afraid, “Isn’t the Yi Character Team only concerned with the various big and small families? Can they handle me?”

He waved his hand: “Just go ahead.”

The six team member’s faces changed.

The Yi Character Team isn’t IBI, they don’t deal with smuggling transactions on the black market.

Moreover, they were outnumbered at the moment, completely outmatched by the opposition.

“Sister.” Wen Tinglan instinctively took a step forward, shielding the girl, “Sister, you run first when the time comes.”

“No need,” Ying Zijin raised her hand, indifferent, “We wait.”

“Wait?” Master Yan laughed mockingly on hearing this, “What are you waiting for, someone to rescue you? Ever heard the saying a powerful dragon cannot suppress a local snake?”

“You’re in Ningchuan, no one can save you, who can you wait for?”

As if on cue in response to his words, footsteps were heard again immediately after he finished speaking.

It was a young man, walking quickly yet not appearing to be in a hurry.

Upon arriving in front of the villa, he gave the girl a slight bow, “Sorry for being a bit late.”

Wen Tinglan’s gaze paused.

How did his sister know that someone would come?

And she timed it down to the exact second?

“You?” Seeing that it was only a young man, Master Yan’s expression turned disdainful again, “Who do you think you are?”

“Let me introduce myself, I am a high-level agent from IBI,” the young man took out a badge, “I’ve just arrived in Hua Country and am still a bit unfamiliar with this place.”

“But one thing I can be sure of, if you touch them, your name will be directly added to IBI’s wanted list, and you’ll know what it feels like to be internationally hunted.”

As he spoke, the young agent even took a step back, leaving space for them, and smiled, “Please, go ahead.”