My Demon Queen

Chapter 170 Tuition

Each of Ye An's punches hit the fat man like a hammer.

At this time, Ye An's mentality was still that of a high school student, so he deliberately avoided the vital parts when he attacked.

The wealthy man who was beaten by Ye An was howling like a pig being slaughtered. The miserable cries resounded through the sky. The people around him had different expressions, some were stunned, and some clapped excitedly.

It was obvious that those who were applauding had been bullied by this wealthy man on a daily basis, and now they were very happy to see him being taught a lesson.

Others who had just mocked Ye An were looking at the scene in front of them in fear, their eyes filled with fear and anxiety.

In the crowd, an old man stroked his beard and nodded slightly, with approval in his eyes: "This kid is quite brave."

Several young people waved their fists excitedly and cheered loudly: "Well done! This kind of bully should be taught a lesson!"

Some timid people huddled aside, muttering quietly: "This is a disaster. The wealthy man has a lot of power behind him. This young man is probably going to be in trouble."

The aunt's eyes were shining as she looked at Ye An intently. Her heart was beating rapidly as if it was about to jump out of her throat. Her face was full of excitement and excitement.

Mo Qingcheng on the side crossed her arms and looked at Ye An with interest, her eyes flashing with curiosity and appreciation.

She just raised her finger slightly, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed like a tamed beast.

"I told you to show off your power, to be arrogant, to be daring, to bully the weak and fear the strong, to... who cares? I'm going to hit you."

Ye An waved his fists vigorously and kept muttering to himself.

His face turned red with anger, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his eyes were burning with rage.

After beating for a while, the wealthy man was bruised and swollen, and he looked a lot rounder than before.

Ye An stopped, twisted his sore arm, gasped heavily, and raised his foot tiredly to step hard on the wealthy man.

"Fatty, I'm exhausted from teaching you a lesson. Now, it's time for you to pay tuition. Go, send someone to get the money as tribute to me." Ye An said condescendingly, with his hands on his hips.

The wealthy man was groaning in pain at this moment, and the fat on his face kept twitching in pain, but under the powerful deterrent power of Ye An, he had no choice but to call a servant who was not seriously injured and go back to his home to get money.

At the same time, he secretly winked at the servant, who understood and limped away.

Mo Qingcheng took in all of this. A hint of coldness flashed in her beautiful eyes, and then her spiritual sense quickly covered the entire town like water waves.

"Hmph, you know what's going on."

Ye An kicked the wealthy man's thigh hard again.

The wealthy man immediately screamed heart-wrenchingly, holding his legs tightly with both hands, rolling on the ground in pain, obviously unable to stand up.

When the people around saw this scene, some gasped, while others laughed.

Ye An nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly, his eyes flashed like lightning towards the wretched man behind the crowd.

The wretched man noticed Ye An's gaze and immediately turned pale with fright. He turned around and tried to run away.

But Ye An's figure was like a ghost, as fast as lightning. He rushed into the crowd in an instant, grabbed the wretched man by the back of the collar, and threw him into the center of the crowd like a chicken.

"Ah~"

The wretched man screamed and fell to the ground in pain.

He covered his back with one hand and struggled to get up with a grimace.

There were waves of boos from the crowd: "This wretched guy was finally caught."

"You are so vulgar, yet you dare to tease me."

Ye An's face was full of anger. He strode slowly to the wretched man, grabbed his collar, raised his hand, and slapped the wretched man's face several times.

"Now, apologize to her. While apologizing, hit yourself on the mouth. Stop when she calms down."

Ye An grabbed the wretched man, dragged him in front of Mo Qingcheng, and said viciously.

His eyes were full of threats, as if the wretched man would be punished more severely in the next second if he didn't obey.

The wretched man had already been frightened by Ye An's aura, and immediately began to stammer words of apology while slapping himself hard.

Mo Qingcheng ignored the wretched man and just looked at Ye An quietly through the veil.

The eyes behind the veil were slightly curved, revealing a barely perceptible smile. It seemed that Ye An, who had lost his memory, seemed a little more childish and cute.

People around began to whisper.

"This young man is standing up for this girl."

"This girl is also lucky to have met someone who protects her."

Ye An saw Mo Qingcheng looking at him, and immediately said to Mo Qingcheng with a smile: "Sister, are you satisfied?"

Mo Qingcheng did not reply. Her face behind the veil was less indifferent than usual and more gentle.

Seeing that Mo Qingcheng did not respond, Ye An thought she was dissatisfied, so he kicked the wretched man again.

"Louder, louder. If my fairy sister is not satisfied, I will peel off your skin."

Ye An pretended to be fierce and said this with a vicious expression on his face.

At this moment, Ye Quan in the consciousness space was speechless. He helplessly sent a message to Ye An:

"Even if you ask him to beat himself to death today, Mo Qingcheng will not give him any reaction."

Ye An was stunned, looking at Mo Qingcheng with a puzzled expression, his eyes full of confusion.

"Don't believe it? Then look at what this man has become after beating himself up. Has Mo Qingcheng seen him?"

Ye Quan said helplessly.

At this time, Ye An also turned around and looked at the wretched man with blood in his mouth. Then he looked at Mo Qingcheng, who seemed to have not even looked at him through the veil.

Ye An suddenly felt a little embarrassed and immediately stopped the wretched man. Although he had to admit in his heart that he was very handsome just now, he didn't want to see someone get killed.

Looking at the originally thin and wretched man, whose face was now swollen as if two eggs were stuffed in it, and with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, Ye An lowered his head with a bit of guilt.

At this time, the aunt saw that Ye An had finished teaching a lesson, and she twisted her not-so-slender waist, came in front of Ye An, and looked at him with seductive eyes.

"Hey, bro, don't worry. It's good for us if this scoundrel dies. You must be tired. Why don't you come to my house and sit for a while?"

After the aunt finished speaking, she did not forget to give Ye An a wink.

Ye An looked at the charming aunt and was suddenly startled. He took two steps towards Mo Qingcheng and quickly refused.

"No, no, sister, wait for the money to be delivered and I will give it to you."

The aunt didn't mind at all and was about to move closer to Ye An when she heard a voice that chilled her to the bone.

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