Kexin's father was undoubtedly a bastard.
After being taught a lesson by Ning Fan last time and receiving some money, Lan Kexin had felt at ease for a while.
But the guy never changed. With money in hand, he continued to gamble, and when the money was gone, he borrowed from high-interest lenders, eventually accumulating a huge debt that also implicated his daughter, Kexin. The hooligans harassing her now had come to collect the debt.
"And who are you, kid? Is this any of your business?"
The blond-haired thug glared viciously at Ning Fan. The men behind him surrounded them at this moment.
Kexin was stunned, her expression of astonishment gradually stabilizing. Seeing a familiar face, she finally felt a bit of consolation.
"Ning Fan..." she whispered his name in a tone tinged with surprise.
Seeing that Kexin knew Ning Fan, and since Ning Fan had disrupted their plans, the thugs were not looking kindly upon him.
"Kid, you're this girl's friend? Her old man owes a mountain of debt, and there's nothing here for you. If you don't want to die, I advise you to scram right now!"
The thug threatened Ning Fan, a mocking smile still on his face.
These ruffians weren't the type to reason; Ning Fan was well aware of what they were, and he had no intention of dealing with them.
"I said, mind your hands!"
Ning Fan, with an indifferent expression, directly broke the blond thug's hand.
Earlier, when the thugs had tried to lay their hands on Kexin, Ning Fan had seen everything. Had he not been there, who knows what Kexin might have faced.
The agonized scream of the blond thug stunned the other thugs; they were dumbfounded by his cries of pain.
Fed up with wasting words, Ning Fan kicked the blond thug away, then raised his fists and swiftly knocked the remaining three burly men to the ground.
The gangsters crawled on the ground, hands over their heads, continuously pleading with Ning Fan to spare them.
Ning Fan ignored their pleas. Already feeling a bit depressive, and now seeing Kexin almost bullied by these men, he needed to vent his anger or else he would suffocate with frustration today.
"You dare run? I'll make you run!"
Seeing the gangsters trying to escape, Ning Fan acted quickly and retaliated, knocking them to the ground once more.
Five burly men, tattooed gangsters, were screaming like kids caught by parents and chased through the streets.
They were no match for Ning Fan. All five faced him without a chance to retaliate.
"Ning Fan!" Kexin suddenly rushed forward and embraced him from behind.
Feeling the softness behind him, Ning Fan gradually calmed down, but he still shot a warning glance at the gangsters.
The gangsters lay on the ground, not daring to provoke Ning Fan further; seeing that he had finally stopped beating them, they all played dead, lying on the ground motionless.
"It's all right, I'm here. No one can bully you!"
Ning Fan turned to comfort Lan Kexin, who threw herself into his arms and wept.
Patting Lan Kexin's head and listening to her sobs, a nameless rage surged in Ning Fan's heart again.
"Wuuu..." Lan Kexin sobbed in Ning Fan's arms. Before he arrived, she was almost on the brink of collapse.
Her father, Lan Haishan, never changed his ways. After taking Ning Fan's money, he went gambling again and ended up losing everything.
When Kexin received the call, she realized what had happened. When she arrived and saw Lan Haishan being violently beaten, she felt despair.
Lan Haishan was a bastard, but he was still Lan Kexin's father. The bond of blood was unchangeable.
This time, after losing everything, Lan Haishan not only owed a huge debt but also took out a high-interest loan hoping to turn his fortunes around. However, with his meager skills, he was merely being slaughtered by others.
And the worst part was that Lan Haishan had put up his daughter Lan Kexin as collateral!
"I warned you before not to harass Kexin anymore. Did you take my words as idle wind?!"
Ning Fan held Lan Kexin and turned back to coldly stare at Lan Haishan, who was feigning death on the ground.
The other thugs were trembling at this moment too. Previously injured by Ning Fan, the blonde thug tried to explain in a panic, "This has nothing to do with us. This guy owed us money, and he put up his daughter as collateral. We just came to collect the debt!"
Once the blonde spoke, the other thugs couldn't help but curse him a fool. His explanation made it impossible for them to escape any blame.
Clearly, Ning Fan's relationship with Lan Kexin was special, and they had just assaulted this fierce man's companion. They should consider themselves lucky if they escaped with limbs unbroken.
Now, the group was nervous, looking at Ning Fan with faces filled with terror.
Ning Fan's expression grew even darker. How dare Lan Haishan use Lan Kexin as collateral?
To hell with whether Kexin was his woman or not; Lan Haishan's actions deserved divine thunder.
There's a saying that even a tiger wouldn't eat its cubs, but Lan Haishan had already let Kexin down numerous times. That bastard was literally courting death.
"Ning Fan, don't listen to them; it's not true!" Lan Kexin was pale-faced. She knew that once Ning Fan learned of this, he would not let it go easily.
But because Lan Haishan was her father, Kexin still softened her heart and denied what the blonde had said.
Ning Fan patted her shoulder and gave her a tender look. The next second, his expression turned cold and harsh again.
Ning Fan walked up to Lan Haishan, who had slowly regained some strength and was climbing up from the ground.
"Are you even human?!" Ning Fan yelled, "You can't even protect your own daughter. Do you deserve to be a man?!"
Lan Haishan looked at Ning Fan in a daze, then, as if possessed, glanced at Lan Kexin crying behind Ning Fan. His face suddenly turned pale with shock and rage as he shouted, "What the hell are you? Do I need your fucking interference? You're just after this little bitch, aren't you?!"
Kexin's eyes widened, disbelievingly staring at Lan Haishan as tears soaked her cheeks.
Ning Fan clenched his fists, looking at Lan Haishan's furious expression, his heart filled with sorrow for Lan Kexin.
With a loud bang, Ning Fan punched Lan Haishan in the face, sending two teeth flying out of his mouth with the blood.