Peerless X-ray Eyes

Zhang Dahhu's most trusted subordinates, after one was beaten down, all became cowards, abandoning Zhang Dahhu and running away. Zhang Dahhu was so frustrated he wanted to slam his head against a wall, realizing he had spent so much money only to raise a bunch of useless people.

Ye Fan slowly walked up to Zhang Dahhu, blew a puff of smoke at him, and said slowly, "Your men are too trashy. They're fine for bullying honest folks, but when it comes to a crunch, they fall apart."

"I admit defeat today, just tell me, what exactly do you want?" Zhang Dahhu, true to his gangster roots, knew that playing tough now was the dumbest thing to do; better to give in and look for revenge later. "Money, I have plenty of that, just name your price." Seeing that Ye Fan made no further move, Zhang Dahhu took a long breath of relief, thinking that Ye Fan was just after some money.

Ye Fan walked to the door, shut it, then dragged a chair over to sit opposite Zhang Dahhu and said, "So money is everything, huh? With money, you can just bully people however you like?"

Zhang Dahhu didn't reply, just stared blankly at Ye Fan. Right now, anger was about to explode in Zhang Dahhu's heart. As a company boss, to be beaten up like this by a former small-time employee and even interrogated by him was exceedingly annoying.

But Zhang Dahhu didn't dare talk back, fearing that if Ye Fan exploded again, he would be beaten even more miserably.

"I'm talking to you, are you deaf?" Ye Fan shouted angrily, grabbed Zhang Dahhu by the collar, and Zhang Dahhu's eyes bulged as his breathing became rapid while staring at Ye Fan.

"Isn't that what you want? Name your price." Zhang Dahhu yelled loudly, truly frightened now. Once an honest man starts to get violent, it can be terrifying, and they might go for the kill. If Ye Fan really did finish him off, Zhang Dahhu would have no choice but to report to Yama's Palace.

Slap...

Ye Fan gave Zhang Dahhu two heavy slaps and then shouted, "You think you're the big deal because you have money? I didn't come for the money today."

Seeing stars from the slaps, Zhang Dahhu was somewhat stupefied. Not for the money? Then what for?

"Come with me." Without waiting for Zhang Dahhu to respond, Ye Fan pulled Zhang Dahhu outside, with Zhang Dahhu stumbling behind him like a dog on a leash.

As they left the office, Ye Fan saw that the corridor was packed with people, all of whom were familiar faces to him. The fight inside the office had been intense, and they thought that Zhang Dahhu was teaching Ye Fan a lesson; they wanted to crowd around and enjoy the drama. But what they saw was shocking: the usually arrogant Zhang Dahhu was being dragged out like a dog on a leash by Ye Fan.

"Has the sun risen from the west? That dumb kid Ye Fan, since when did he become so brave to even hit Zhang Dahhu?"

"Am I seeing things? Zhang Dahhu got beaten so badly he wouldn't recognize his own mother."

Ye Fan abruptly stopped, glanced coldly at everyone, and said sternly, "All of you, get the hell out of my way."

Whoosh, over a dozen people immediately scattered, especially the few scumbags who often bullied Ye Fan, they ran off very quickly, afraid of being beaten into a pig's head like Zhang Dahhu.

After leaving the company building, they flagged down a taxi. As Ye Fan and Zhang Dahhu were getting in, a curious face seemed to pop out from a window and asked, "How did you get beaten up so badly? Who did this to you? Did you call the police?"

Ye Fan pulled open the car door and stuffed the tall and burly Zhang Dahhu inside like luggage. After getting settled and closing the door, he said, "I did this."

The driver, about to chat, got scared and quickly shut his mouth, not saying another word.

Upon reaching the hospital, after Ye Fan paid the fare, he got out of the taxi with Zhang Dahhu. The driver, who had been silent the whole trip, rolled down the window and said, "Good for you, young man, to still send the guy you beat up to the hospital."

Ye Fan, caught between laughter and tears, waved at the taxi driver, then amidst the astonished stares of passersby, dragged Zhang Dahhu into the hospital and straight to Zhang Wei's ward.

Thanks to the ten thousand yuan for medical expenses, Zhang Wei was receiving much better care now, with not only a dedicated nurse but also air conditioning in the room. At the moment, he was lazing on the bed, watching TV with a remote control in his hand, switching channels incessantly, obviously bored during his hospital stay.

At the sound of the door opening, Zhang Wei turned his head sharply, and with a face full of surprise, said, "Ye Fan, you finally came! I was about to die of boredom here... Who's that behind you? ****, Zhang Dahhu!"

Zhang Wei almost fell off the bed in fright. Ye Fan had actually dragged a bruised and swollen Zhang Dahhu in. Ye Fan had said he had things to deal with in the morning, and it turned out that Ye Fan had gone to deal with Zhang Dahhu. "Ye Fan, did you do all this?" Zhang Wei asked in amazement.

Ye Fan nodded and then said coldly to Zhang Dahhu, "Kneel down and apologize to my brother."

Zhang Dahhu finally understood. Ye Fan hadn't asked for money because he wanted satisfaction, to get even both for himself and his brother. "I'll pay for your brother's medical and missed work expenses. Just name your price." Zhang Dahhu wanted to settle with money and had no intention of kneeling.

Money!

Ye Fan snorted disdainfully and said, "I don't want to repeat myself."

After being treated like a monkey for the crowd to gawk at, Zhang Dahhu, who had always been high and mighty, was fuming. Now that Ye Fan had shouted at him, his anger surged, and he said loudly, "Ye Fan, don't fucking push it. Today, I'm not fucking kneeling down, and if you have the guts, kill me."

Zhang Wei, sensing things were going south, tugged at Ye Fan's sleeve and said quietly, "He has agreed to pay for the medical expenses. An enemy should be resolved rather than settled upon; let's put an end to this matter." Zhang Wei didn't want to escalate the situation and also didn't want Ye Fan to suffer Zhang Dahhu's revenge.

Ye Fan said, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

After saying that, Ye Fan placed his hand on Zhang Dahhu's shoulder, used his Clairvoyant Eye to locate Zhang Dahhu's most sensitive nerve, and gently pinched it. Stimulated by pain, Zhang Dahhu involuntarily shivered several times, as if electrocuted.

"When I was in college, I took electives in human medicine, so I have a fairly good understanding of the human body structure. For instance, where the nerves are most sensitive, where it would be excruciatingly painful," Ye Fan said as he punched Zhang Dahhu in the abdomen, hitting precisely on the liver.

A heart-wrenching pain made Zhang Dahhu pass out on the spot.

Zhang Wei, seeing Zhang Dahhu lying motionless, feared that Ye Fan had killed him and anxiously said, "Ye Fan, have you lost your mind? To kill is to pay with one's life. Zhang Dahhu is scum, but it's not worth risking your life over such scum."

Ye Fan replied, "I know my limits; Zhang Dahhu isn't dead, just passed out."

"Now that you and Zhang Dahhu are sworn enemies, for your own safety, I suggest you leave Ninghai City," Zhang Wei said worriedly. He didn't know that Ye Fan was no longer the person he used to be, hence his concern for Ye Fan's safety.

Ye Fan smiled at Zhang Wei but didn't speak, turning instead to a water dispenser, filling a cup with cold water, and suddenly splashing it over Zhang Dahhu's face. The cold water startled Zhang Dahhu into a violent shiver, and he struggled to rise from the ground, looking furiously at Ye Fan.

At that moment, Zhang Dahhu's complexion was pale, and his eyes lacked any spirit. Clearly, the pain from the blow to his liver hadn't subsided yet.

"Don't think you can make me kneel. If you have the ability, kill me," Zhang Dahhu still spoke defiantly. Having been through the society's underworld, he knew that even if Ye Fan had the guts, he wouldn't dare kill him. Those so-called desperadoes from his past wouldn't dare deliver a killing blow lightly, let alone Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't say a word, not even sparing Zhang Dahhu a glance, but filled another cup with cold water and set it aside casually. He then flexed his wrist and delivered a fierce punch to Zhang Dahhu's ribs... Zhang Dahhu's facial muscles twitched violently twice before he collapsed on the ground.

Ye Fan used the cold water to wake Zhang Dahhu, then poured another cup. Zhang Dahhu began to feel scared. Ye Fan's silent, mechanical actions terrorized him. As Zhang Dahhu was about to beg for mercy, Ye Fan's fist was already on its way...

Zhang Dahhu was knocked unconscious three times in a row. When he was wakened by the cold water again, he crawled up from the ground, clutched his abdomen with both hands, retreated several steps quickly, and looking at Ye Fan with a pained smile, said, "I give up, I'm completely done for."

With a thud, Zhang Dahhu knelt down very straightforwardly and said to Zhang Wei, "I was wrong!"

Zhang Wei, who in his wildest dreams would never have expected the presumptuous Zhang Dahhu to kneel before him, became extremely flustered and said, "Get up... get up, please."

Zhang Dahhu sneaked a glance at Ye Fan's expression and, seeing no objection from him, dared to stand up.

Ye Fan then said, "Now you can get lost."

In the past, if anyone dared to tell Zhang Dahhu to get lost, he would have fought them to the death, but now those words sounded like a beautiful song to him, so pleasing to hear. Without caring about the cold water drenching his body, he hurriedly opened the door and rushed out.

Zhang Wei felt that Ye Fan had become a stranger, no longer the Ye Fan he once knew.

Seeing Zhang Wei's anxious expression, Ye Fan smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous, I'm still me, still your good brother."

Relieved after hearing the familiar voice and seeing the familiar smile, Zhang Wei heaved a sigh and said, "Ye Fan, when did you become so powerful? Even someone like Zhang Dahhu has been subdued by you."

Ye Fan didn't answer immediately. He lit a cigarette and passed one to Zhang Wei before speaking, "Because I played the hero and saved a piece of trash, I got shamefully expelled by Zhang Dahhu. Over the past few days, a lot has happened that made me understand many things. Sometimes, one shouldn't be too honest."

" 'A good horse gets ridden, a good man gets bullied'; you understand this saying, right?" Ye Fan asked in return.