Fan Chenglong was like a toad thrown into the air.
He landed heavily in the alley outside the courtyard.
His face was sallow.
He vomited fresh blood.
Even though he had turned into a blood mist.
He had not been injured at all after coming back to life.
It was just that.
Chen Nan's single word "scram" had severely injured his internal organs.
"Go home, go home!"
He endured the pain, clutching his chest, and weakly headed towards the main street.
But he discovered.
His car had already been driven away.
He wanted to make a call.
But.
His phone had shattered when he fell from the air earlier…
Now he could only take a taxi home.
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"How did your strength improve so much?"
Yan Wushuang had been worried that Chen Nan would be injured in his fight with Mo Yuan.
Now that she saw how strong he was,
she was happy from the bottom of her heart.
Chen Nan smiled modestly, "It's okay, it's just so-so."
Yan Wushuang raised an eyebrow, "With such great strength, has your performance in other areas improved too?"
As soon as she said this.
The Yue Qimeng and Yue Qiluo sisters blushed.
Chen Nan looked embarrassed.
If he said his strength had improved.
Wouldn't that be equivalent to admitting he had other women outside and often practiced?
But…
Who would admit they hadn't improved?
This was a death trap.
However.
This did not stump Chen Nan. He smiled, "Won't you know my strength soon?"
Yan Wushuang licked her lips, looking impatient, "Then I must experience it."
Speaking of which, she saw the scale weight behind Chen Nan, "Hey, who is this little friend? Is he your relative? He looks so cute. Tell auntie, how old are you?"
Chengdeng's eyes were full of resentment, "I'm so dark, where do you see me as cute?"
Yan Wushuang was stumped.
Chen Nan quickly said, "His name is Cheng Deng. He's my brother. Don't call him 'auntie' in front of him."
Nonsense.
Even Chen Nan dared not ask Cheng Deng to call him uncle,
let alone call Yan Wushuang auntie.
"Cheng Deng…" Yan Wushuang was speechless.
She could tell from Cheng Deng's accent that he was from the countryside.
But.
Cheng Deng did not sound as smooth as Tie Dan.
Cheng Deng saw Yan Wushuang's thoughts and raised his head, "A small scale can weigh a thousand pounds."
Yan Wushuang smiled, "Good name, good name."
Chen Nan said, "From now on, you will call her sister-in-law!"
Cheng Deng asked innocently, "How many sister-in-laws?"
Chen Nan almost spat blood.
You're trying to kill me?
Yan Wushuang also showed a meaningful smile.
Although the sisters got along well,
and had even played games together.
There was one thing they had never discussed.
That was the issue of ranking.
It wasn't that they didn't want to discuss it.
But they had always avoided it.
Because no one wanted to bring up that matter.
It would make them seem petty.
Now it was different.
Since Cheng Deng had brought it up, she also wanted an answer.
Chen Nan cleared his throat, "Well, let's rank them according to the order they came, you are the second sister-in-law."
Yan Wushuang was quite satisfied with this answer.
Tie Chui said "oh" and asked, "How many sister-in-laws do I have in total?"
Chen Nan's mouth twitched.
Damn it!
You truly are the reincarnation of the God of Fire.
You really know how to strike a nerve!
Yan Wushuang's lips curled up, "I also want to know, how many sisters do I have."
Chen Nan secretly swallowed his saliva, "Give me some time, let me calculate."
He Shanshan, the first.
Yan Wushuang, the second.
Xu Qingxin, the third.
Jian Ning, the fourth.
Xie Churan, the fifth.
Xu Nuo, the sixth.
Ruo Lan, the seventh.
Ye Wanzhi, the eighth.
Nie Yao, the ninth.
The Empress, the tenth.
He didn't realize it until he counted.
He was shocked.
If we add Nangong Wan and Yu Fei…
It would be enough for three tables of Mahjong.
He smiled wryly, "There are ten living ones…"
"Alright, let's not talk about this. Let's invite the other sisters over sometime to play games together." Yan Wushuang successfully changed the subject that made Chen Nan feel awkward and sad.
However.
The suggestion of inviting them to play games made Chen Nan clench his legs.
It was fine with two or three people.
Everyone could feel the joy.
But with a group of people playing games.
Are you sure it's about the game?
This is going to kill me!
"Brother Nan, I've already decided. When I grow up, I'll find a large group of wives like you." Cheng Deng said with determination.
Chen Nan's face turned green.
It seemed.
He had not instilled the correct values in Cheng Deng.
Yan Wushuang looked at the twin sisters of the Yue family, "Qimeng, Qiluo, I want to eat hot pot. You two take Cheng Deng to the supermarket to buy some ingredients. We'll have hot pot tonight."
"Okay, okay, fine." Yue Qimeng agreed.
But she sneered inwardly.
You want to eat hot pot?
Heh!
Women!
I'm not even bothering to expose your lie.
Perhaps you really want to eat hot pot.
But.
You want to have an extra meal before the hot pot!
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"Uncle Fan, Brother Long has been killed."
Fan Family Mansion.
Fan Chenglong's girlfriend Li Yaoyao looked at Fan Hai in horror, "Brother Long took a fancy to a courtyard near the Forbidden City and wanted to buy it."
"But a young man appeared out of nowhere and hit Brother Long into a blood mist with one palm."
"You must avenge Brother Long!"
Although she was terrified of Fan Chenglong being turned into a blood mist with one palm.
As Fan Chenglong's girlfriend.
She felt it necessary to inform the Fan family of Fan Chenglong's death.
This was why she drove Fan Chenglong's sports car to the Fan family to deliver the news.
Fan Hai had met Li Yaoyao several times.
He had a good impression of this woman.
In his opinion, she was the most outstanding among his son's girlfriends.
Unlike other girlfriends.
Who, on the surface, were his son's girlfriends, but secretly flirted with him.
However.
Li Yaoyao's words at this moment stirred up anger in Fan Hai's heart, "Yaoyao, who in the entire capital dares to kill a descendant of my Fan family?"
"Do you think I would believe your words?"
Li Yaoyao was terrified, "Uncle Fan, I'm really not lying. Brother Long was indeed hit into a blood mist with one palm."
"If what I said is false, may lightning strike me and I die a horrible death."
Boom!
Without any warning.
A muffled thunderclap sounded in the sky.
Startled, Li Yaoyao let out a piercing scream, covered her ears, and squatted on the ground.
Fan Hai took out his phone and dialed his son's number.
But.
It prompted that the phone was turned off.
This gave him an ominous feeling.
Just then.
Fan Chenglong walked in, his face pale, clutching his chest with effort, "Dad, Yaoyao is right. I was indeed hit into a blood mist with one palm!"
Hearing the familiar voice.
Li Yaoyao suddenly stood up.
Seeing Fan Chenglong appear before her eyes, her pupils trembled.
A chill ran straight to the crown of her head.
Then her pupils scattered.
She fell to the ground and stopped breathing.
Slap!
Fan Hai slapped Fan Chenglong across the face, and angrily said, "If you were hit into a blood mist with one palm, how are you still standing before me?"