Wang Kai has gone crazy. He has embarked on a dead end and a hell of destruction. He cannot walk this road alone.
Wang Jinling was undoubtedly his only treasure in the world, so he wanted to take her with him. Even if she didn't die a good death, he wanted to blacken Wang Jinling's heart and turn her into the next him.
This is the ultimate meaning of Wang Kai having children. He wants to continue his soul in the form of thoughts.
This is the seed he planted, and it will definitely bloom into a flower as vicious as he is.
That's why he values his daughter so much, even risking his own life for her. A person like him can't tolerate having someone else take possession of what he considers his own.
So Wang Kai was furious, and he wanted to kill the boy in front of him like a madman. It took him a long time to calm down.
Chen Tinghan no longer paid attention to Wang Kai. To him, the most important thing was the girl. He met her gaze and insulted Wang Kai, which was to tell her something and also to give Ji Yanghai a way out and a channel to vent his emotions.
If conditions permit, he really wants to just walk over and hug Wang Jinling.
Unfortunately, Ji Yanghai didn't want to back down. He stood up from the coffee table and said to Chen Tinghan, "Fight with me. If you win, the reward is the princess behind me, and I won't take Wang Kai's life. If you lose, you will die together."
Chen Tinghan looked at him, then looked at Wang Jinling behind him.
At this moment, his girl was obediently playing the role of a princess to be rescued, saying nothing and looking pitiful.
Chen Tinghan sighed, understanding that she was giving up the right to choose, and also understanding that Ji Yanghai wanted him to give a more substantial reason.
At least Chen Tinghan couldn't let him go unharmed and let his enemy go.
Chen Tinghan took out his baton and asked, "You don't have any objections, do you?"
Ji Yanghai smiled faintly: "You don't mind that I'm half-crippled, and I don't mind that you're just a half-grown child."
In an instant, the relaxation and smiles on their faces disappeared.
Chen Tinghan had fought with Ji Yanghai before. If it was the future middle-aged and tempered self, he would probably be on par with him, but now he is still a young boy. The last fight ended in his defeat, but this time he had weapons in his hands, and Ji Yanghai was injured.
Despite this, he still had to use all his strength to deal with it.
Whoosh! With the barely perceptible rustle of his sleeves, Chen Tinghan took the initiative, striding forward and swinging his club at Ji Yanghai. The opponent blocked with his arm. The tentative blow made Ji Yanghai's arm bones ache, and he seemed to instinctively shrink back. As he retreated, Chen Tinghan chased him, sheathing his club and swinging it again, the stick making a crackling sound.
However, this half-step back was a deliberate flaw that Ji Yanghai exposed. Facing the second blow, he raised his hand to receive it without dodging or evading. The thick stick dug into his palm, and the piercing pain spread through his nerves. He did not shout or cry out, but his breathing suddenly became heavy.
He became extremely ferocious, and his right hand, which was in pain, clenched the baton tightly and pulled it backwards.
The two men were not in the same weight class at all. The huge difference in physical strength allowed Ji Yanghai to face his attack with impunity. This pull would either remove Chen Tinghan's weapon or pull him off balance. He pulled with his right hand and threw a simple and rough straight punch with his left hand.
How could Chen Tinghan not know this? He quickly adjusted his stance, following the pull of the baton and taking a step forward. He dodged the punch and took a second step. As they crossed paths, his foot had already struck Ji Yanghai's shin bone.
Ji Yanghai felt pain and bent one knee. Seeing that he was about to fall, he rushed forward with the weight of an adult and knocked Chen Tinghan to the ground in an instant.
Ji Yanghai freed his hands and clamped Chen Tinghan's throat. In this life-or-death struggle, allowing a far superior foe to charge forward was practically a sure thing.
However, at the critical moment of life and death, Chen Tinghan seized the enemy's weakness.
He held the stick horizontally in one hand, pressing it against his throat to prevent the enemy from strangling him directly, and his right hand formed into a claw, pinching Ji Yanghai's side.
Ji Yanghai had fought with Wang Kai before. Although he tried to conceal it, Chen Tinghan still found his injury and took advantage of his weakness.
So the two men froze in place, Ji Yanghai held down the baton with both hands, and Chen Tinghan could not withstand the huge force with one hand, and was soon forced to hold his throat. Chen Tinghan did not dare to loosen his claws at all, and pinched the wound tightly, causing blood to seep out of the wound.
This is a contest of willpower and endurance, without any skills, pure and simple.
In the unbearable pain, Ji Yanghai's hands finally lost strength and he raised his head and screamed. Chen Tinghan finally seized the opportunity, kicked him away, and the baton slipped out of his hand and fell to the side.
Ji Yanghai clutched the blood from his wound, a suppressed wail emanating from his throat. Chen Tinghan rolled over to his knees, coughing violently.
They are competing to see who can recover faster.
Finally, the two men looked up almost at the same time, looked at the baton that fell to the ground, and rushed over.
Ji Yanghai believed that if Chen Tinghan wanted to knock him down with his bare hands, it would be a pipe dream. He would only have a chance if he had a weapon in his hand, so he would fight for the baton that was lying quietly on the ground.
However, he made a wrong judgment. Chen Tinghan retracted his forward lunge, twisted his waist and threw a hook punch at the wound on Ji Yanghai's side waist. In a hurry, he had to withdraw his hand to defend himself, but this was also a fake move.
Chen Tinghan exerted his entire body's energy and strength, veins popping out on his fist as he hit Ji Yanghai's liver area. He ignored the opponent's counterattack and continued to punch with all his might, taking the punch head-on even though blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.
The wound brought Ji Yanghai an inevitable weakness. Perhaps due to the continuous blood loss, he became less powerful and agile. He had no choice but to take the punch and fell to the ground with a bang.
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