Chapter 42: Let's hear a poem: "Where is the road ahead?"

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"Come on! Damn it! Let's see who's so arrogant! Daring to bully our Young Master Fang?!"

"Was it you! Speak up! Was it you?!"

"A bunch of little bastards, thinking they're so high and mighty! You've been spoiled rotten, haven't you?!"

"Damn it! Why waste words with them? Let's beat them up!"

"..."

These rich kids who rushed to the rescue were all incredibly spoiled and arrogant, not caring who their opponents were!

They were all there to help Young Master Fang anyway. Even if the sky fell, the Fang family would be there to protect him; what were they afraid of?

Besides, he's just an actor; why should they avoid him?!

Looking at those fierce-looking rich kids, Ling Ziyao's fans turned pale and retreated in fear.

They always bullied the weak and feared the strong.

Now that there were so many of them, how could they dare to continue charging forward?

"Ku Duo!"

Just then, Fang Chang spoke up, "Go! Take these reinforcements and make those guys in black, showing off in broad daylight, all of them take their seats!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

Ku Duo clenched his fists and charged directly at Ling Ziyao's bodyguards.

The bodyguards brought by the rich kids also rushed forward.

Bang bang bang...

Screams, shouts, and the sounds of fists pounding flesh filled the air.

Ku Duo was like a wolf among sheep; none of the bodyguards could withstand a single blow from him—it was a complete annihilation.

With a "war god" like Ku Duo, the reinforcements' fighting spirit surged.

They excelled at winning when they had the upper hand!

"Young Master said, all those in black must take their seats!"

After taking down more than twenty bodyguards, Ku Duo charged towards Ling Ziyao's fans. Anyone wearing black wouldn't be spared!

With a loud thud, a girl in a black T-shirt was knocked to the ground by Ku Duo's punch.

The crowd erupted into chaos.

Ling Ziyao's fans cried and begged for mercy, some of the smarter ones already stripping off their black clothes.

Those in the distance were still taking photos, filming, and some were even live-streaming.

Everyone, of course, loved watching the spectacle.

And not a single person offered any reasoned criticism of Fang Chang; instead, they exclaimed with satisfaction, "That's more like it! Why should I leave? See? I've messed with someone I can't afford to offend!"

"Just an actor, since when did he get such a big entourage?"

"I really don't know what's wrong with these people's brains!"

"Beat them! Hahahaha, the harder the better, teach them a lesson!"

"..."

Screams filled the air, and soon all of Ling Ziyao's bodyguards were lying on the ground, along with a group of fanatical fans.

Kudo didn't care about the force he used; the young master said they all had to lie down, and that meant they had to.

Sitting or kneeling didn't count!

Ling Ziyao was completely terrified. He stared blankly at everything before him. He knew he'd bitten off more than he could chew, but before he could react, these people had already attacked.

The assistant was also trembling with fear. When had he ever seen anything like this?

"Hahahaha! Young Master Fang! That's enough!"

Several rich kids rushed up to Fang Chang, excitedly boasting.

"Thank you everyone! Tonight at Heaven on Earth, everything's on me!"

"Oh!!!"

Actually, for these rich kids, whether they paid or not didn't matter much. They weren't short of money; what they lacked was Fang Chang's friendship.

At least after helping Fang Chang fight, they could go back and get a few words of praise from their elders.

Being a spoiled brat is fine, but they need to be spoiled brats with brains!

Fang Chang glanced at Ling Ziyao, who was standing trembling not far away, and slowly led the group forward.

"Tsk tsk tsk... This kid's Ling Ziyao? I've seen him before. We'll take him away and throw him into a brothel like Heaven on Earth. Some of the older folks would probably like him, right?"

"A 'little fresh meat' indeed! I hate it when someone's better looking than me, except for Young Master Fang, of course. I'll disfigure him in a minute!"

"You dare mess with Young Master Fang? You're really arrogant!"

"..."

The rich kids stepped forward, showering Ling Ziyao with sarcasm.

Just a celebrity, they didn't even consider him a threat.

Furthermore, a celebrity who'd offended Fang Chang? That was practically a death sentence.

"This, this gentleman!"

The assistant mustered his courage and stepped in front of Ling Ziyao, forcing a smile. "Actually, it's a misunderstanding! We..."

Thump.

Before the assistant could finish speaking, Fang Chang kicked him to the ground.

The other rich kids rushed forward, punching and kicking the assistant.

"Ouch! Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me!"

The assistant covered his face, rolling on the ground.

"Hey! You dare to block it?"

Kong Long's temper flared instantly when he saw the assistant covering his face. He had someone grab the assistant's hands and kicked him twice in the face.

"I told you not to block! I told you not to block! Block it again!"

The assistant's miserable state terrified Ling Ziyao even more.

He struggled to maintain his balance, not wanting to collapse from fear.

Fang Chang stepped forward, glanced at the small triangle tattooed on Ling Ziyao's arm, and said casually, "A tattoo? The underworld?"

Hearing this, Ling Ziyao shook his head vigorously.

"This, this is a tattoo I got two years ago for a movie, it's not related to the underworld."

"Oh."

Fang Chang nodded, sizing up Ling Ziyao. After seeing the tattoo clearly, a "kind" smile appeared on his face.

"Aren't you a big star? Come on, stand up here! Stand up here!"

Hearing Fang Chang's angry shout, Ling Ziyao jumped in fright and instinctively stood on a stone bench by the roadside.

"Hey~ right~ good boy!"

Seeing Ling Ziyao obediently cooperate, Fang Chang smiled and said, "Come on, sing me 'Where is the Road Ahead?'"

Upon hearing this, Ling Ziyao froze.

If he were to sing "Where is the Road Ahead?" in front of so many people, he would be completely humiliated.

"Are you deaf?"

Kong Long roared, "Sing it! Sing it!"

Fang Chang patted Kong Long's shoulder and smiled at Ling Ziyao, saying, "After you sing, I won't hit you and will let you leave. Otherwise, you can go sing it in the hospital!"

Hearing this, Ling Ziyao's fear outweighed his pride.

His throat trembled slightly, then he began to sing: "You~ holding the egg~ me..."

People around him frantically took photos and videos, while fans stared blankly at Ling Ziyao, unable to believe what they were seeing.

After an extremely agonizing performance, Ling Ziyao finished the song. He wiped the sweat from his brow and forced a smile at Fang Chang.

"Um, I...I'm done singing, can I go now?"

"Don't worry!"

Fang Chang smiled and said, "I keep my word. You've finished singing, so of course I have no reason to hit you. What are you worried about?"

Just as Ling Ziyao breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Chang suddenly changed his tone.

"But...who the hell told you to stand so high?! Are you a giant?! Beat him up!"

Hearing this, Ling Ziyao's eyes widened.

Didn't you tell me to stand here and sing? What kind of reason is this?!

“It’s you…”

With a thud, Kudo punched Ling Ziyao in the mouth, then grabbed him off and began to beat him mercilessly.