Chapter 1267: 1353: Fate Brought Us Together, But We Were Not Destined to Be
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CapĂtulo 1267: Chapter 1353: Fate Brought Us Together, But We Were Not Destined to BeWatching Su Xuan leave, two streams of clear tears flowed from Di Fulingâs eyes, as she murmured softly to herself.
âTianci brother, are you and I truly destined to have feelings but no fate?â
When Su Xuan returned to the Dugu Langâs household, his mood was extremely irritable, still wanting to kill someone.
âStop!â
At that moment, a man called out to Su Xuan; it was none other than Dugu Langâs senior disciple, Ye Junlang, who had been humiliated by Su Xuan that day.
Since that incident, Ye Junlang had been harboring a grudge, eager for revenge, but Su Xuan was rarely at the Dugu household, often absent, so his anger felt like hitting empty air, causing him great discomfort.
Today, he finally got the chance, and he intended to deal with Su Xuan properly.
âWhatâs up?â
Su Xuan looked at Ye Junlang, his eyes full of Killing Aura, already burning with rage and looking for an outlet, and this idiot approached him, Su Xuan was definitely happy to use him to vent.
Seeing Su Xuanâs icy gaze, Ye Junlang had an illusion, feeling it pierce to the bone, and dared not look directly at Su Xuan; for a moment, he seemed to want to say it was nothing.
But pride, this thing, often really is something that can be deadly without paying the price; Ye Junlang snorted coldly.
âWhat, meeting your senior disciple without even greeting, do you understand manners!â
Su Xuan snorted coldly, looking at Ye Junlang, then slowly lit a cigarette.
âDo you really want me to greet you? In martial arts, greetings are always with fists and kicks first, do you know!â
âHmph, so arrogant, Su Tianci, donât think that just because you have masterâs appreciation you can do whatever you want, kneel for me, I am your senior brother! Today, Iâll teach you what it means to be a junior!â
Ye Junlang said arrogantly.
âOh, what if I donât kneel, huh?â
Su Xuan continued smoking the cigarette, sneering.
âHmph, you two, go give him some color. Teach this lovely junior what discipline means!â
This guy was still very arrogant, thinking that Su Xuan couldnât be that powerful, after all, he just started learning Kung Fu from Dugu Lang.
The two strong men agreed in unison, clenched their fists approaching Su Xuan, Su Xuan sneered, casually grabbed one and instantly thrust the cigarette into his nostril, smacking it hard.
âAhâŚâ
The strong man found himself unable to move; when Su Xuan grabbed his arm, he felt as if he was being restrained by a machine, the power making it truly unbelievable.
The strong manâs nose instantly felt hot, the burning pain from the cigarette almost making him faint, while the other strong man threw a heavy punch at Su Xuan, but the next moment his face twisted in pain because Su Xuan, unbeknownst to him, grabbed a hammer and directly clashed it with his fist, and the guyâs fist shattered instantly.
âAll of you, get up and kill him!â
Ye Junlang was about to go mad, what the heck was going on.
Several quickly surrounded Su Xuan, who unhurriedly lit another cigarette, looked at them, and his mouth curled into a cold smile.
âToday Iâm feeling good, Iâll play with you!â
Su Xuan said, swinging a slap at the men quickly approaching him.
âBang bang bangâŚâ
A dozen teeth flew out like bullets and hit the wall, and the man fell to the ground with a thud, emitting a series of cracking sounds in pain, unable to scream.
âGulpâŚâ
Everyone was dumbfounded watching this scene; heavens, one slap knocked out this many teeth, how is this even human?
âGood, really good, next itâs your turn!â
Su Xuan twisted his wrist and pointed at a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, appearing in front of the man the moment he finished speaking, slapped him with his backhand.
âBang bang bang!â
Sure enough, a series of bangs resounded, and a dozen teeth smashed into the wall instantaneously; this guy was even worse off, seemingly having his mandible dislocated, his whole mouth skewed.
The remaining individuals watched this, and none dared to move; what the heck, who would have thought a person could knock out half a mouth of teeth with just one slap?
âWell, does anyone else want a go?â Su Xuan sneered, while these men looked at Su Xuan like they were seeing a Devil, each retreating in fear. Su Xuan was not finished, making a dash forward, casually grabbing a person, then kicking them in the rear, sending them flying with a thud, smashing into the ground, and soon, one by one, they lay scattered around.
Ye Junlang watched this scene, his face pale, wanting to flee when Su Xuan grabbed one of Ye Junlangâs lackeys and threw him over, crushing Ye Junlang with a thud into a âdog eats dirtâ pose.
Su Xuan slowly came beside Ye Junlang and smiled, saying.
âYoung Master Ye, wasnât it exhilarating?â
Su Xuan said, hammering down fiercely on Ye Junlangâs finger.
âAhâŚâ
Ye Junlangâs clothes soaked instantly, the gut-wrenching feeling unbearable for a family scion, and he passed out directly.
âDamn, that was no fun at allâ
Su Xuan said, throwing the hammer to a fat man and remarked.
âGo break one of his fingers, or Iâll break ten of yours!â
Su Xuan threatened directly and openly.
The fat man began to sweat profusely, trembling all over, looking at Su Xuan as if he was seeing a Devil.
âNo, no!â
He dared not, after all, this was a young master of the Ye family.
âAlright then, since youâre loyal, Iâll smash yours!â
Su Xuan said, grabbing his hand and pinning it to the ground, then swung the hammer down with a slam, and by the third finger, the guy fainted. Su Xuan kicked him in the chest, the kick infused with Dark Strength, a surge of power instantly waking him up.
âAhâŚâ
As he awoke, he let out a blood-curdling scream.
âSort it out, got seven fingers left, smash them before calling out!â Su Xuan said, about to resume, but the fat man started begging endlessly.
âNo more smashing, Iâll smash him, alright, Iâll smash him.â
The fat man seriously doubted his life, Su Xuan was not smashing casually, each smash was a shattering one.
âFigures, dumbass!â
Su Xuan handed the hammer to the fat man, who, sweating heavily, approached Ye Junlang, then swung the hammer down with his eyes closed.