C8 8 Commitment

Sun Yang walked in expressionlessly. His eyes were terrifyingly calm.

The moment she saw him, Zhao Xueqing felt as if she were crying.

"You're not dead?"

The moment he said that, Lee Zejun knew he said something wrong.

In addition to his anger, he was also frightened.

Since he appeared here, it meant that those people had failed.

There was no way he would be a match for someone who could take care of six or seven experts.

"Someone come quickly …"

Just as Lee Zejun wanted to call for help, Sun Yang's fist punched his words along with the broken teeth into his stomach.

Just now, he had heard clearly from outside the door how this bastard had treated Zhao Xueqing.

He saw the palm imprint on Zhao Xueqing's face, the torn evening dress, and the large bruises on her thighs.

How could he bear it? He grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up with one hand.

Lee Zejun's feet kicked wildly as he struggled nonstop. Both of his hands tightly grabbed onto Sun Yang's wrists as he tried to struggle free.

The air in his lungs was thinning, and his face was purple.

Sun Yang sneered and punched his stomach.

When the punch landed on his flesh, the intense pain almost made Lee Zejun faint.

Just as he was about to roll his eyes, Sun Yang let go of his hand. Lee Zejun fell to the ground and immediately vomited blood.

Half his life was coming to an end.

"Bam!"

Seeing Lee Zejun squirming like a maggot, Sun Yang directly kicked him. Lee Zejun directly smashed the wooden door of the room and heavily fell on the corridor.

On the bed, Zhao Xueqing froze.

Sun Yang didn't have time to think, he came forward and held her hand, "Come with me."

"It's none of your business!"

Zhao Xueqing came back to her senses and angrily shook off his hand. "Didn't you leave? What are you doing back here?"

After she finished speaking, her tears couldn't stop falling.

Sun Yang was angry, "If I don't come back, you will be tainted by this beast."

"Filthy?"

Zhao Xueqing laughed with a hint of desolation in her voice. "He's my fiancé, how can he be tainted when he's intimate with me?"

Sun Yang's expression stiffened, "Don't say that much, follow me!"

"This is the Lee Family, where can I go?"

Zhao Xueqing shook her head helplessly, "You can't escape. The power of Lee Family is not something you can imagine."

"Do you believe me?"

Sun Yang looked at her with incomparable sincerity.

Glancing at him, Zhao Xueqing suddenly nodded her head.

"Alright, then follow me!"

Before Zhao Xueqing could react, Sun Yang directly picked her up. Even if she wanted to go back on her word, it was already too late.

"You dog and dog couple, do you want to ask me?"

A voice filled with anger and pain came over. Sun Yang turned his head to take a look.

There were quite a number of people standing outside the door. A few black-clothed men walked in, supporting Lee Zejun.

"Bitch, go and have a try!"

Li Junze glared fiercely at Zhao Xueqing.

At this moment, his face was covered in blood, his expression distorted, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

Zhao Xueqing didn't dare to meet his gaze.

Or perhaps, it could be said that she … He didn't dare to leave.

Once they leave, the marriage between Zhao Family and will be broken. Without the support of Lee Family, Zhao Family will go bankrupt tomorrow.

Zhao Family people would have to sleep on the main street, and at that time, Jin'ling would have no place for her.

Just as she was about to retreat, she saw Sun Yang's resolute face, his eyes full of confidence and appraisal.

She hesitated, then couldn't help but ask, "Do you know the consequences of taking me away?"

Sun Yang nodded, "No matter what the consequences are, I will bear it myself."

Without the slightest hesitation, his voice was sonorous and powerful.

Zhao Xueqing trembled.

This was the time to flirt in front of him, the adulterous couple.

Li Junze flew into a rage and pointed at Sun Yang, "Kill this bastard for me!"

After saying that, a two-meter tall black man walked in. He was wearing a vest and his body was covered in muscles. It looked like a mountain of flesh.

A dangerous aura emanated from his body.

The black burly man rubbed his hands together, revealing his snow-white teeth. "I'll give you a choice. Put him down, kill yourself, or be beaten to death by me!"

"If you don't want to die, then scram."

Sun Yang said coldly.

"You're courting death!"

The black burly man clenched his fists and rushed forward like a bison charging at him.

A bowl-sized fist flew towards him with a whistling sound.

Zhao Xueqing, who was in Sun Yang's arms, closed her eyes in fright.

However, for Sun Yang, his speed was too slow. He threw his hands out and changed his arms to holding his left arm alone.

When the fist was about to come close, Sun Yang made his move.

"Bam!"

Without evading, the two fists, one big and one small, collided against each other, resisting each other head on.

Sun Yang was expressionless. On the other hand, the black burly man's face changed dramatically.

The moment the fists collided, an incomparably tyrannical force rushed over, as if the fists were not the ones being smashed, but the steel.

No, even harder than steel.

A powerful force passed through his fist, forcing the black cop to take three steps back.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Every step shattered the floor.

What a terrifying power.

If it weren't for his timely release, this punch would have broken his right arm.

While he was lamenting, Sun Yang didn't give him any time to react …

"Whoosh!"

He carried Zhao Xueqing and appeared before the black burly man in a flash. Then, he threw a kick at him.

Before he could react, he was kicked in the stomach.

"Wow!"

The African man spat out a mouthful of blood.

He fell to the ground and held his stomach like a cooked prawn.

This was an Australian boxer that he had spent a lot of money to hire, but he was so weak that he couldn't even withstand a single blow.

Lee Zejun was scared out of his wits when he saw this. This Sun Yang had greatly exceeded his expectations.

However, no matter how high one's martial arts was, one would still fear a kitchen knife.

He clapped his hands, and two men with dark expressions walked out. Each of them had an axe in their hands, emitting a piercing cold light.

Seeing the axe, Zhao Xueqing shouted, "Sun Yang, be careful!"

An axe game?

Sun Yang sneered in his heart. After all, he was the ancestor who played with cold weapons.

"Swoosh!"

One of the men knew that Sun Yang was nimble, so he directly targeted Zhao Xueqing and hacked towards her.

Sun Yang hugged Zhao Xueqing and didn't dare to be careless. He jumped backwards and put Zhao Xueqing on the bed, "Don't be afraid, wait for me!"

After saying that, he turned into a black shadow and charged forward.

"Bam!"

The opponent did not even see how he made a move, Sun Yang's punch landed on his joints, the violent force instantly breaking the bones in his hands.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound rang through the air. The dense white bones pierced through the flesh and exposed it to the air.

Sun Yang did not hold back and hit his temple. He fainted before he could even make a sound.

The other man was shocked by Sun Yang's fluid movements.

Sun Yang did not give him the chance to react. With a whip kick, he sent him flying.

From the time Sun Yang made his move to the end of the battle, only a few seconds had passed.

Zhao Xueqing's heart was pounding. The scene before her eyes had made her blood boil.

Ye Zichen looked at Sun Yang as if he knew him again.

Sun Yang brushed the dust off his shoulders, walked to Zhao Xueqing, and picked her up. He turned around and looked at the remaining thugs, "You don't want to die, get lost."

No one dared to stop him.

As for Lee Zejun, no one knew where he had gone to.

Sun Yang walked out of the room with Zhao Xueqing in his arms.

Meanwhile, Zhao Xueqing's heart, which had been quiet for twenty-seven years, couldn't help but bounce wildly at this moment.