They're Demons!
They're all Demons!
This man before him, his former brother, was a Demon who helped the wicked!
Kill the Demon!
Kill the Demon!
The voice inside him grew steadily stronger, stripping away all of Fang Yang's restraint.
"Fang Yang, are you crazy! If you beat him to death, how are we supposed to get out! Fang Yang, let go! You're going to kill him!"
Xue'er tried to stop him, but a punch was her only answer.
The punch sent her staggering backward. She collapsed to the ground, her head ringing.
Blood flowed from her nose.
Wen Ying didn't intervene at all, not until Cheng Shuo passed out.
Fang Yang radiated a savage aura. He looked up at Wen Ying, his eyes filled with overwhelming hatred. "Doctor Wen, can I save Xiao Fang?"
For the first time, a trace of sorrow appeared in Wen Ying's eyes. She shook her head. "It's too late. She suffered too much abuse. I'm afraid she won't make it. But retribution will come for that family."
