Chapter 390: Flame Fist
First, Su Yan couldn't see Artest, who was behind him.
Second, Su Yan was taking a photo with a cute little girl.
Third, Su Yan couldn't imagine that after the conflict and fighting had ended, someone would still want to pick a fight.
Fourth, he couldn't imagine that Artest would launch a sneak attack.
Four layers superimposed.
Su Yan didn't realize Artest was charging over to attack him, and even the staff on the side didn't expect Artest, who was rushing over.
He was there to attack Su Yan.
Artest was furious, his anger level maxed out, and he charged over, slamming into Su Yan's back while he was taking a photo with little Nana.
This collision... completely unprepared.
This collision... Su Yan was knocked over, falling forward; if it were just himself, he would at most fall down.
But.
Now there was a soft, cute little girl in front of him; if he fell down, just his own tonnage pressing on her.
The little girl couldn't take it.
It was impossible for her to take it.
"Hum~"
The moment Su Yan's back was hit, his whole body lunged forward, his pupils dilated sharply, not because of how painful this hit was.
But because he realized the little girl was in great danger.
Now... Su Yan still didn't know who was sneak-attacking, but there was no time to think, and he couldn't look back to check.
He had to protect the little girl's safety.
In an emergency.
Before he lunged forward and knocked the little girl over, Su Yan grabbed the little girl in his arms, and the two fell forward together.
"Thud!"
This way, it was Su Yan's arm holding the little girl that hit the ground first, 【Steel Strength】 infused into his right arm, and he took all the impact on his right arm.
This way he could use the strength of his arm to support his chest and avoid hitting the little girl.
The two fell to the ground together.
But Su Yan used his arm to minimize the impact the little girl received; it could be said... she almost didn't suffer any injury.
However.
The strength of an NBA player was something even ordinary staff couldn't handle, let alone a little girl of only a few years old.
So even if Su Yan protected her to the maximum, it still caused her to receive an impact, causing her body to feel pain and injury.
"Ah~"
Little Nana cried out in pain.
"Nana!!!"
Nana's mother was scared out of her wits.
And compared to the physical injury, Nana, who was very happy a second ago and suddenly suffered injury the next, the psychological shock was even worse.
"Sob sob sob~ Waaah~~~"
Nana, who was greatly frightened and in physical pain, immediately cried loudly, tears streaming down uncontrollably.
The soft and weak little Nana.
At this moment... looked even more pitiful.
"Don't cry, don't cry, Nana don't cry, it's okay, it's okay."
Su Yan gently held the little girl, constantly comforting her.
At this moment... he also blamed himself very much.
He didn't know who sneak-attacked him.
But he knew that if he hadn't taken a photo with Nana, she wouldn't have been involved, wouldn't have been injured, and wouldn't have been frightened.
"Nana, don't cry, Mom is here, it's okay, is there anywhere uncomfortable, tell Mom~~"
Nana's mother was stunned.
But the powerful maternal love still allowed her to calm down quickly, rushing over at the first moment to take Nana from Su Yan's arms.
Quickly to the side, comforting her softly.
Su Yan blamed himself, and also got time to catch his breath, time to see who was sneak-attacking, slowly stood up, and then turned to look.
Just right... met Artest's arrogant, unyielding expression.
Hum~
Su Yan's pupils dilated, a monstrous anger surged out of his body, his eyes flashing with cold light, staring fixedly at Artest.
"Hurting me is fine, why hurt an innocent little girl? Can you act like a human?!"
"So what?! So many of my teammates were knocked down by you, and you still have the mood to take photos here, to smile here?!
You really deserve to die!"
Artest looked disdainful.
"Phew..."
Su Yan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his monstrous anger, word by word, "Now, immediately, apologize to that little girl."
"What if I don't?!"
Artest sneered.
Su Yan closed his eyes and took another deep breath, maintaining the last bit of sanity, "Before I can still control myself.
I hope you can go apologize to the little girl."
"Control yourself?!"
Artest smiled crookedly, "Why? If you can't control yourself, can you beat me up?!
Who do you think you are?
I am Artest, do you think I'm afraid of you?
Apologize.
Absolutely impossible to apologize, all this is your own fault, if you want to apologize, go yourself."
"Phew..."
Hearing this, Su Yan took another deep breath, and the last bit of sanity was replaced by anger, "You... you really deserve to die!!!" ===== CHAPTER 392 =====
End of Chapter
