373: Chapter 372: I Treated You Like a Brother, But You’re Flirting with My Wife 373: Chapter 372: I Treated You Like a Brother, But You’re Flirting with My Wife Dozens of black-clad experts surrounded Ning Fan, each with exceptional skills, not just ordinary brawny men.
They were the elite of Fan Zhongliang’s subordinates.
“Wuwuwu, husband, you must stand up for me!”
The bride buried her face in Fan Zhongliang’s chest, and it was unclear whether she was really crying or faking it.
At this moment, Fan Zhongliang was also raging like a man who had just found out he had been cuckolded.
He glared at Ning Fan, who remained calm, and roared, “Ning, I treated you like a brother, but you dare sleep with my wife!
Today, I’ll fight you to the death!”
As he spoke, the room’s dozen or so black-clad experts showed a ferocious look, seemingly ready to move against Ning Fan.
“Fan Zhongliang, you blind man, what do you think you’re doing?!”
The Eagle’s voice came from behind, and he hurried in to protect Ning Fan.
After glancing at the situation in the room, The Eagle also roughly understood what had happened; Ning Fan had definitely been set up.
“What on earth is going on?” The Eagle looked at Fan Zhongliang, his eyes demanding an explanation.
“Hmph, what’s going on?” Fan Zhongliang snorted coldly, his face dark as he looked at The Eagle and Ning Fan, “Ning slept with my wife, what do you think is going on?!”
The Eagle frowned, and Ning Fan, standing to the side, couldn’t be bothered with pointless talk.
It was obvious that this was a setup, and no matter how he explained, Fan Zhongliang would certainly use this opportunity to act today.
“Right, I thought Ninth Master was a good person and invited him to sit for a while.
Who knew this beast would see my good looks and want to force himself on me, wuwuwu, if this gets out, how can I face anyone?”
Fan Zhongliang’s young wife sobbed, blatantly making false accusations.
The Eagle clearly didn’t believe her.
It was an obvious defamation.
He immediately sneered, “With your looks, you think the Ninth Master would fancy you?
It was clearly you who invited the Ninth Master over and said you had some private secret to tell him.
How dare you frame the Ninth Master?!”
“That’s not true, it was your Ninth Master who became lustful upon seeing me, he’s worse than a beast!”
Fan Zhongliang’s young wife walked over, her voice shrill as she retorted against The Eagle.
Seeing her still daring to slander Ning Fan, The Eagle was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped the woman across the face.
With a smack, Fan Zhongliang’s young wife was knocked to the ground, then crawled towards Fan Zhongliang.
“Husband, you must stand up for me, wuwuwu!”
Covering her slapped face, she cried and clung to Fan Zhongliang’s leg.
This slap on her face was like a slap on Fan Zhongliang’s heart; this was his territory, and The Eagle dared to be so brazen.
Did he really think Fan Zhongliang was a paper tiger?
“The Eagle, are you dead set on protecting this Ning?” Fan Zhongliang stared at The Eagle, his eyes very chilly.
The Eagle looked coldly at Fan Zhongliang and spat on the ground, “Ptui, ungrateful wretch!”
They could have their status today, but who wasn’t indebted to the Ninth Master’s support back in the day?
Now Fan Zhongliang dared to frame the Ninth Master, and rage ignited in The Eagle’s heart.
Had he not considered this was the adversary’s turf, he would have torn Fan Zhongliang to pieces already.
Fan Zhongliang’s eyes bulged, his head steaming with rage as he yelled, “How dare you, The Eagle?
Ning slept with my wife, and you still dare to hit someone?”
Ning Fan disdainfully watched Fan Zhongliang and his group, his gaze as if he were looking at a bunch of monkeys.
“Fan Zhongliang, think carefully about who’s standing here?!” The Eagle pointed at Fan Zhongliang, his anger unrestrained.
Jiuye had shown them kindness, and the Eagle was warning Fan Zhongliang.
Brothers of yesteryear crossing swords was not something the Eagle wished to see, but if Fan Zhongliang indeed acted so shamelessly, he would be the first to stand out and clean house for Ning Fan.
“Humph, Eagle, the evidence is now irrefutable.
This Mr.
Ning tried to play with my wife.
It’s not that I’m ungrateful.
If I were, I wouldn’t have invited him here, much less paid my respects to him!”
Yet, at that moment, Fan Zhongliang turned to viciously bite back at Ning Fan.
The Eagle cursed silently at this man’s shamelessness, his eyes ablaze with anger as he burst out, “You shameless scoundrel, I can’t believe I was ever brothers with someone like you!”
“Eagle, you’re the one who’s wrong here, don’t forget where you are.
This is my East Gate Jiudao arena, not a place where you can run wild.
Mr.
Ning showed no regard for brotherly loyalty; he’s the one at fault.
Out of respect for our past friendship, get lost now, or you might as well lay down beside Mr.
Ning in his burial!”
Fan Zhongliang wore the look of a man holding all the aces.
He threw dirt on Ning Fan, knowing that even if he killed Ning Fan here, nobody outside would fault him for it.
He put on a facade of old loyalty, but in reality, he was the epitome of falsity and pretense.
How could the Eagle not see through his true face?
Grinding his teeth, he roared, “If you want to lay a hand on Jiuye, you’ll have to step over my dead body first!”
“Oh, are you really prepared to take up arms against me for this ungrateful wretch?” Fan Zhongliang’s gaze turned dangerous, as he didn’t forget to sling mud at Ning Fan.
“Hmph, Fan Zhongliang, let’s fight then, enough talk.
Don’t think you can handle us with just these few men; I’ve seen too many of your kind die by my hand!”
The Eagle stood before Ning Fan as tension crackled, both parties on the verge of erupting into violence.
Fan Zhongliang’s stare grew colder while his young wife wept at his side, not missing an opportunity to put on a performance.
“Take these two down…”
“Hold on!”
Just as Fan Zhongliang was about to issue his command, Ning Fan suddenly stood up and interrupted him.
Fan Zhongliang, faced with Ning Fan’s calm and collected smile, suddenly had a bad premonition.
Ning Fan slowly pulled out his phone from his pocket and began to swiftly manipulate it, before showing its screen to everyone present.
“Jiuye, I admire you so much!”
Fan Zhongliang’s young wife’s coquettish voice came through the phone, and upon seeing the footage on the screen, Fan Zhongliang and his group were dumbstruck.
All of the bride’s seductive behavior towards Ning Fan had been recorded, and faced with this evidence, Fan Zhongliang and his party were left speechless.
A pinhole camera was installed on the button of Ning Fan’s collar, capturing everything that had transpired in the room.
“Heh, this little play you put on is truly boring.
Fan Zhongliang, whatever else you’ve got planned, bring it all out.
Otherwise, you won’t have another chance,” Ning Fan said, grinning broadly to reveal a row of gleaming teeth.
Fan Zhongliang looked at Ning Fan, feeling immense pressure from the other’s smile.
Reversing the situation, Ning Fan instantly became the victim, and at this moment, Fan Zhongliang’s young wife had turned deathly pale.