72: Chapter 72 The Little Girl Who Sold Her Mother.

"Hehe, I'm so scared. Murder? What a heavy accusation!"

The yellow-haired thug looked disdainful as he lifted the baseball bat to Yang Fan's eyes and said:

"Kid, I'm here today to give you a lesson you won't forget, to let you know who calls the shots in the shadows where the light doesn't reach!"

Yang Fan laughed at this; if there weren't so many people around, he would have wanted to take out his Gatling Gun and laugh wildly.

"Very well."

Yang Fan stretched his hands, making a series of crisp popping sounds.

"Since you're all so sincerely seeking death, I'll reluctantly send you halfway there."

Yang Fan took the baseball bat handed over by the thug and swung it directly at the man's face, caving it in instantly.

"Thanks for the baseball bat, you're surprisingly nice!"

With Yang Fan's current strength, he had to exercise extreme restraint when hitting people; with just a little too much force, he felt like he'd see brains.

"Kid, you're dead meat today! How dare you fight back? Everyone, get him!"

Several men rushed toward Yang Fan at once.

"Tang Xue, go help him! Your boss is going to get hurt in a moment."

Ling Wei nudged Tang Xue.

"No need to worry, he's stronger than me. If he doesn't call me, it just means his hands are itchy and he needs some action."

She had already experienced Yang Fan's capabilities; he was so fierce he didn't seem human.

Speed, strength, reflexes—if an ordinary person excelled in just one, they'd be prime material for a Soldier King. This guy had them all, and they were all top-tier.

Ling Wei and Ling Kexin looked at each other in surprise; they never knew Yang Fan was also a master of combat.

Yang Fan swiftly incapacitated several people. Then, with the steel baseball bat, he made a series of loud bangs, completely wrecking a Ferrari.

Watching Yang Fan's actions made everyone's teeth ache. If that hit a person, it wouldn't just be a bruise!

"Mom, why does Yang Fan seem to have violent tendencies?"

"You silly child, isn't he standing up for you? If I had come alone today, do you think the two of us could have left safely?"

"You really are a handful. No more riding motorcycles for you. If you went any faster, would you even be alive?"

Ling Wei was very glad Yang Fan had come along today; otherwise, she wouldn't have known how this would have ended.

"Then buy me a sports car. I'll drive a sports car."

After crashing this time, Ling Kexin was also a bit scared and didn't really dare to ride anymore.

Before crashing, a rider is fearless and doesn't know what fear is. Once you crash, you gain a sense of awe and caution.

"I can't afford that. Find a cheaper hobby. Go play Honor of Kings; it doesn't cost much money."

Ling Wei was helpless; she really couldn't afford to raise this daughter. With her salary, she had to rent an apartment in Shanghai and deal with a troublesome daughter.

Ling Kexin looked at Yang Fan, who was still teasing the yellow-haired guy, and said:

"Isn't there him? He definitely has money. Let him give me a sports car!"

"Isn't he the stepdad you found for me?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? He's my former student!"

Ling Wei irritably slapped Ling Kexin's forehead.

"Whatever, what era is this anyway?"

"Besides, he's already graduated. You don't even know how to seize such a good opportunity. If you can't do it, let me try."

"He's so rich. If we win him over, we can live freely for the rest of our lives!"

"So stupid!"

Ling Wei quickly covered her mouth, but Ling Kexin had already said everything she wanted to say.

What on earth does this girl watch? What kind of thinking is this? Has she watched too many Korean dramas?

"If you keep talking nonsense, your allowance will be cut in half from now on."

Ling Wei pulled out her trump card.

"I don't care. I'll ask Yang Fan for it. I'm sure he'd be willing to give me allowance."

Ling Kexin pushed Ling Wei's hand away; anyway, she had Yang Fan's contact information.

Ling Wei massaged her temples. How did this girl end up like this?

Yang Fan walked over.

"Let's go. I had a friendly negotiation with them about compensation. I gave them a hundred yuan, and they agreed to a mutual settlement!"

"What if they call the police?"

Ling Wei asked worriedly.

"They said themselves there's no surveillance here, so what's the point of calling the police? I didn't leave any fingerprints either; they're all theirs."

Yang Fan waved his hand dismissively. They had hinted so clearly that fighting here was fine and no one could do anything about it, so how could he not get some exercise?

Everyone was speechless. Fighting fire with fire was actually more effective. Reasoning with people like this, doing ideological work, or trying to reform them through labor was mostly useless.

"Let's go back. Don't ride motorcycles anymore; it's too dangerous. Forget about that bike of yours."

"I'll give you a sports car!"

Ling Kexin was about to argue when she heard Yang Fan was going to give her a sports car, so she nodded quickly.

But Ling Wei quickly said:

"Don't, Yang Fan. You'll spoil her!"

"It's fine. If you drive a good sports car and crash, you'll still be okay. It's safer!"

"Like this time—if it were a sports car, at least she wouldn't have been injured."

Yang Fan had received a sports car from Qin Fan today and didn't drive it much anyway, so he might as well give it to Ling Kexin.

"Thanks, Brother Fan! From now on, you're my real father!"

Ling Kexin jumped for joy. She really got what she wished for; she was just talking about a sports car, and in the blink of an eye, someone was giving her one.

"How can you just call anyone your father? Just call me Brother Fan. I'm only a few years older than you."

"I happen to have a Koenigsegg Agera. I'll have someone deliver it to your house tomorrow."

How could this girl be so outspoken as to call him her father?

Ling Kexin swallowed hard. Did she hear that right? A Koenigsegg Agera? Only 48 were made worldwide, and each one costs nearly thirty million.

"Re—really?!"

Ling Kexin felt like she was going to faint from excitement.

"Yeah, why would I lie? It's just a sports car."

"Um... Brother Fan, what do you think of my mom?"

"She's pretty, right? She exercises every day and keeps in great shape. Plus, she gets treatments often, so her skin is fair and smooth!"

"Why don't you just take my mom? You definitely won't lose out!"

Ling Wei felt like Ling Kexin had completely humiliated her. To sell her own mother for a sports car...

"I raised you for nothing! You sold your own mother out for a single sports car!"

"Mom, this car is worth nearly thirty million, and it's a limited edition, hard to buy. You tell me, shouldn't I sell you out?"

"Besides, you're getting up there in age. Shouldn't you find a man to rely on?"

Ling Kexin's words were like daggers to the heart. Ling Wei was so angry she wanted to hit her. Even if what she said made sense, couldn't she say it in private? It was so embarrassing to say it in front of Yang Fan!

Yang Fan quickly held her back.

"Alright, she's just a kid talking nonsense."

"Let me take you back. It's getting late."

If he didn't intervene, Ling Kexin was probably going to get a beating.

Besides, although nothing happened between him and Ling Wei today, she wouldn't be able to get away now.

With a daughter like hers, if she didn't end up with him, she'd end up in someone else's hands eventually.