Chapter 8

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Han Zifan crawling up from the ground, looking at Tang Yun with resentment.

Tang Yun sneered and said: "Han Zifan, you are helping the tyrant, you deserve to die!"

"You..." Han Zifan was trembling with anger, but didn't dare to step forward to fight Tang Yun.

"Come here, take this madman for me!" Han Zifan shouted at the door.

As soon as the words fell, a neat sound of footsteps came from outside the door.

Immediately after, a team of soldiers wearing black armor and holding long spears rushed in, surrounding Tang Yun.

These soldiers were Han Zifan's personal guards, each well-trained and powerful.

"Tang Yun, you are dead!" Han Zifan said triumphantly.

Tang Yun looked at these soldiers expressionlessly, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Asura Guards, where are you!" Tang Yun suddenly shouted.

As soon as the words fell, a large hole suddenly broke open on the roof of the pharmacy, and more than a dozen men in black descended from the sky, landing beside Tang Yun.

These men in black each had a powerful aura and were full of murderous intent; at a glance, they were not ordinary people.

"Asura Guards?" Han Zifan looked at these men in black with confusion, feeling uneasy in his heart.

"Kill!" Tang Yun gave an order, and the Asura Guards rushed toward Han Zifan's personal guards like tigers down the mountain.

A fierce battle broke out instantly.

Although the Asura Guards were few in number, they were all experts who could fight ten, and Han Zifan's personal guards were simply no match for them.

Screams and the sound of weapons colliding filled the air.

The customers and clerks in the pharmacy were so scared that they hid everywhere, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

Han Zifan was so scared that his face turned pale and his whole body trembled.

"Tang Yun, you... who exactly are you?" Han Zifan asked trembling.

Tang Yun sneered and said: "I am someone you cannot afford to offend!"

After saying that, Tang Yun formed hand seals with both hands, chanting words in his mouth.

A powerful aura emanated from his body, sweeping through the entire pharmacy.

"Nine Revolutions Mysterious Heaven Technique!"

The temperature in the pharmacy dropped suddenly.

Han Zifan and his personal guards were all unable to breathe under this powerful aura.

"Plop!"

Han Zifan's personal guards knelt to the ground one after another, shivering.

Han Zifan also felt his legs go soft, wanting to kneel, but stubbornly refused to yield.

"Tang Yun, you... what exactly do you want to do?" Han Zifan asked trembling.

Tang Yun looked down at Han Zifan, his eyes full of mockery. "You know what I want to do." Tang Yun said, "Now, I'll give you a chance, kneel and beg for mercy, perhaps I can spare your life."

Han Zifan's face turned pale, his lips trembling, but he stubbornly refused to kneel. He gritted his teeth and squeezed a few words out from between his teeth: "Tang Yun, you... don't even think about it!"

Tang Yun sneered, a cold light flashing in his eyes: "If you don't want to eat a toast, you'll have to eat a forfeit!" He waved his hand, and the Asura Guards rushed up like wolves and tigers, punching and kicking without mercy.

Han Zifan screamed repeatedly, like a stray dog.

At this time, Lin Xiyue walked over, gently pulled Tang Yun's sleeve, and said softly: "Tang Yun, forget it, don't hit him anymore."

Tang Yun looked at Lin Xiyue, nodded slightly, and said to the Asura Guards: "Stop."

The Asura Guards stopped immediately and retreated to the side.

Tang Yun walked to the dying Han Zifan and looked down: "Han Zifan, I'll give you a lesson today. If you dare to provoke me again, I will definitely make you wish you were dead!"

After saying that, Tang Yun turned and left, the Asura Guards following closely behind.

Lin Xiyue took a deep look at Han Zifan and followed Tang Yun out of the pharmacy.

The customers and clerks in the pharmacy finally dared to come up, pointing at Han Zifan.

"This kid really deserves it, daring to provoke Tang Yun, he really doesn't know how to live or die!"

"Exactly, who is Tang Yun? That's someone even the City Lord is wary of!"

"The Han family is going to be unlucky now!"

Han Zifan listened to the surrounding discussions, feeling humiliated in his heart.

"Tang Yun, I will not stand with you!" Han Zifan gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice.

At this time, Lin Hong woke up leisurely, listening to the report of the mess in the pharmacy, arriving at the scene, and seeing the bruised and swollen Han Zifan, he was blank.

"What happened?" Lin Hong asked weakly.

A clerk hurriedly told Lin Hong the whole story.

After listening, Lin Hong sighed and said: "Alas, this is all fate!"

He walked tremblingly to Tang Yun, bowed deeply, and said: "Young Master Tang, thank you for saving me, I will never forget your great kindness!"

Tang Yun hurriedly helped Lin Hong up and said: "Old Master Lin, you are welcome, just a small effort."

Lin Hong looked at Tang Yun gratefully, took out a black iron plate from his bosom, handed it to Tang Yun, and said: "Young Master Tang, this is my Lin family's heirloom 'Mysterious Iron Order,' please accept it to show my gratitude."

Tang Yun declined: "Old Master Lin, this is too valuable, I cannot accept it."

Lin Hong insisted: "Young Master Tang, just accept it. Although this 'Mysterious Iron Order' is not a treasure, it is a token passed down from generation to generation in our Lin family. If you have it, if you encounter any trouble in Yun City in the future, you can use this token to ask our Lin family for help."

Seeing Lin Hong so insistent, Tang Yun didn't decline anymore and accepted the "Mysterious Iron Order."

A few days later, Zhang family.

Zhang Lin knelt in front of Tang Yun, crying like rain, begging bitterly: "Tang Yun, I beg you, just let me go, I don't want to marry Han Zifan!"

Tang Yun looked at Zhang Lin coldly, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Zhang Lin, you betrayed me to climb up to the powerful, and now you come to beg me again, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Zhang Lin cried and said: "Tang Yun, I know I was wrong. I was blinded by lard back then, which is why I did such a thing. I really regret it now, please give me another chance!"

Tang Yun sneered, took out the marriage contract from his bosom, and tore it to pieces in front of Zhang Lin.

"A woman like you is not even worthy of tying my shoes!"

After saying that, Tang Yun left the Zhang family without looking back.

The Han family was decorated with lanterns and colored streamers, full of guests, and very lively.

Today is the big happy day for Han Zifan and Zhang Lin.

Han Zifan was wearing a big red wedding robe, full of pride.

Zhang Lin had a sad face, forcing a smile.

Halfway through the wedding, a man wearing a black suit, a black top hat, and a black mask on his face suddenly appeared at the wedding scene.

"Wait a minute!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see the man in black walking slowly onto the stage, picking up the microphone, and saying: "I am today's master of ceremonies."

Han Zifan frowned, feeling uneasy in his heart.

"Who are you? I don't seem to have seen you before."

The man in black smiled and said: "Who I am is not important, what's important is that today's wedding cannot continue."

Han Zifan's face sank, and he said angrily: "What do you mean?"