When Ye Feng followed Wen Lan to her home, the two were already embraced!

However, just as they entered the bedroom, Ye Feng immediately noticed a piece of luggage that had been packed on the bed, which puzzled him:

"Where are you planning to go?"

"Ever since my brother had his amputation, he has been confined in the countryside. I want to bring him and my mom over to stay for a while to help him relax!"

Wen Lan's face dimmed the moment she mentioned her brother.

She had strived hard in Mingzhu City solely for her mother and brother. But after his amputation, his future was filled with uncertainties.

Ye Feng, not one to rush, naturally understood Wen Lan's feelings and held her in his arms, filled with compassion:

"I'll go with you! I don't really have anything else to do in Mingzhu anyway!"

Ye Feng did indeed have some free time in Mingzhu City. Zhang Zihan had left, Chuchu had left, and the Jiang Family was in a critical period, so Jiang Ying was definitely going to temporarily help manage the family business.

Wen Lan's eyes brightened immediately upon hearing that Ye Feng was willing to accompany her to the countryside, a blush and a shy smile appeared on her face, giving off the vibe of bringing a boyfriend home.

Right then, Ye Feng called Jiang Ying, learned that she was busy handling the family affairs, and after explaining the situation to her, he and Wen Lan packed up their things and descended the stairs, slowly driving out of the neighborhood in a Mercedes 600.

Wen Lan's family house was in Zhangjiang Town, a small town in the western part of Mingzhu, remotely located, almost a hundred miles away from Mingzhu City.

After driving out of Mingzhu City for several miles, the asphalt road had disappeared, replaced only by a muddy path after the rain.

Both sides of the path were surrounded by farmlands, a sea of lush greenery, which made the scenery stunningly beautiful.

Ye Feng and Wen Lan chatted and laughed while enjoying the roadside scenery, feeling extremely content.

But when they were still more than ten miles away from Zhangjiang Town, they were startled by a loud bang as their car screeched to a stop.

The tire had burst!

When Ye Feng and Wen Lan got out to check, their expressions turned grim.

Their Mercedes 600, not old by any measure and lacking a spare tire—who would have thought they'd blow a tire on this remote path with no villages around.

"Ye Feng, what do we do? The tow truck from Mingzhu City definitely won't come, and Zhangjiang Town is too poor; they don't even have a tow truck! Plus, since it just rained, no mechanic will come out here either!"

Wen Lan felt helpless. The path to Zhangjiang Town was truly difficult to navigate, especially after the rain. You wouldn't even see a soul, let alone vehicles.

Ye Feng felt equally helpless and asked, "How much farther is it to Zhangjiang Town?"

"About fifteen or sixteen miles," Wen Lan replied straightforwardly.

"That's not too far!"

Ye Feng thought it over for a moment, then said:

"Let's walk! I'll have Wu Hai send someone to tow the car, and he can pick us up when we get back to Mingzhu!"

"Alright!"

Wen Lan could only agree, and in her heart, she felt fortunate to have Ye Feng with her, or else it would have been really troublesome if she were alone.

After making a call to Wu Hai, Ye Feng and Wen Lan started walking toward Zhangjiang Town together.

The path was muddy, and both of them rolled up their trousers, making their way slowly through the splashing mud.

However, after walking only half the distance, Wen Lan was already gasping for breath, sweat dripping from her forehead.

"Let me carry you!"

Ye Feng, still breathing evenly, laughed as he offered. The distance was really nothing to him. He then squatted down.

Wen Lan's face turned red, a sweetness rising in her heart, knowing if she continued walking like this, she might not reach Zhangjiang Town before dark.

Instantly, Wen Lan lay on Ye Feng's back, feeling the warmth from his sturdy back, a strange warmth circling in her heart as her love for him grew even deeper.

Wen Lan was light, so Ye Feng hardly felt her weight.

Moving much faster than before, the two of them finally reached Zhangjiang Town before nightfall.

Zhangjiang Town seemed to be undergoing demolition, with many unfinished buildings erected on the southern side of the town, still in construction phase.

The town was in complete disarray, with nearly all residences dismantled into ruins.

At this moment, in the northeast corner of the town stood a solitary residence surrounded by a crowd of people, the noise chaotic to the extreme.

Upon entering Zhangjiang Town and seeing the ruins before them, both Wen Lan and Ye Feng were stunned. When Wen Lan saw the crowd in front of the solitary residence at the northeastern corner, her pretty face drastically changed.

She instantly struggled down from Ye Feng and hurried towards that house.

Ye Feng, taken aback, then seemed to understand something and also dashed towards it.

At that moment, the blue brick courtyard wall of the residence had already been demolished, leaving only a desolate, dilapidated house.

In front of this house, the crowd was buzzing with discussions, and the atmosphere was tense.

"Stop smashing it! Please, stop smashing it..."

The cries and shouts continued from inside the house as a woman in her forties tried to stop a few youths from vandalizing, all the while crying out loud herself.

Behind her was a young man who looked to be seventeen or eighteen. Despite his young age, he had lost both of his legs and was now lying helplessly on the ground, his eyes red with anger and hatred as he watched those figures continuing their rampage.

Bang bang bang!

Breaking sounds echoed as the stove, pots and pans, and the only valuable item—a black-and-white television—were all smashed to pieces under the blows of sticks.

Strangely, a red gift box containing two gold bars and several stacks of bills was left untouched on the floor of the house, completely ignored by the assailants.

"I'm telling you, old woman, and you, cripple! Either agree to our terms, or we'll tear down your house and smash everything! Let you sleep on the streets!"

At that moment, in front of the middle-aged woman and the young man with no legs, stood six young men wielding clubs. Some had dyed yellow hair, others had tattoos; each looked more menacing than the last.

Hearing this, the woman cried even harder: "My daughter has a boyfriend in Mingzhu City. She can't agree to this!"

"Not possible?"

The leader of the youth group gave a sneering smile, then his face turned fiercer:

"Keep smashing! Smash until they say it's possible! After you finish with the stuff, start on the people! I refuse to believe her daughter can bear to watch her own mother and brother get beaten to death!"

Following these words, the other youths resumed their frenzy of destruction.

In the blink of an eye, nearly everything inside the house was shattered, except for the red gift box which remained untouched.

"You all deserve to die!"

At that moment, the disabled young man was filled with extreme fury. His originally handsome face turned red and twisted, his eyes filled with venom as he glared at the six youths.

"Kid! What the fuck did you say?"

Hearing the disabled young man daring to curse at them, the youths stopped their destruction and stared menacingly at the young man with no legs.

"I said, you all deserve to die!"

The young man was clearly furious to the extreme. Had his legs not been broken, he would surely have fought those men.

Upon hearing the young man continue to hurl insults, the middle-aged woman's face turned pale:

"Xiaoxing! Stop it!"

The woman quickly cut off her son's next words and looked fearfully at the young men:

"Young brothers, my son is young and ignorant. Please don't blame him! Please spare us!"

The woman's aged face was streaked with tears, but her words only incited more viciousness from the men.

"Hit him! That boy looks defiant. Let's beat him until he submits!"

The leader of the youth waved his hand, and the others immediately swung their clubs at the disabled young man.

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman was terrified and quickly used her body to shield the disabled young man.

The clubs fell instantly, their strikes ruthlessly aimed at the woman's head, showing no restraint whatsoever.

This scene caused the expressions of the bystanders to change drastically, and even though some wanted to intervene, it was too late.

Just at this critical moment, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the club!

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