Fang Yu's eyes were empty, and contained endless coldness.
It was unimaginable that this was the look of a young man under 20 years old.
Fang Yu turned his head quickly.
He Wencheng trembled all over, begging for mercy, and his pants were wet.
Fang Yu had no expression on his face and kicked He Wencheng's right knee.
"Crack!"
A chilling bone-breaking sound rang out.
He Wencheng hugged his knee and screamed miserably.
"If there is a next time, I will break your neck." Fang Yu said coldly.
After that, he turned around, looked at Tang Xiaorou, and said, "Let's go, my home is not far ahead."
As for Tang Si, who was horrified, Fang Yu ignored him. He had known that Tang Si was driving behind him.
Tang Xiaorou responded, and suddenly remembered something, turned to look at Tang Si, and asked, "Uncle Si, why are you here?"
"I was worried about the personal safety of the young lady, so I followed." Tang Si replied.
"Oh... Then you can drive over here. I'll go with you when I get the medicine." Tang Xiaorou said, and trotted after Fang Yu.
Tang Si looked at the twenty or so gangsters lying on the ground, his eyes full of shock.
As an innate eighth-stage warrior, he was already a master.
But under the siege of more than twenty gangsters with weapons, he asked himself if he could handle it, but it was impossible to be unscathed.
But Fang Yu did it, and it was quite easy.
From the time Tang Si found out about the accident, stopped the car, got out of the car, and ran to this path, Fang Yu knocked down more than twenty gangsters.
What kind of strong strength is this?
Add to that the look Fang Yu just accidentally showed...
"This boy is definitely not an ordinary person!"
...
Tang Xiaorou caught up with Fang Yu, looked at Fang Yu's right arm, and whispered: "Fang Yu, is your arm okay? Should we go to the hospital?"
"I'm fine." Fang Yu said.
"How can it be okay?" Tang Xiaorou said anxiously.
Fang Yu just blocked the stick for her, and even broke the iron stick, how could his arm be okay?
"If I say it's okay, it's okay." Fang
Yu glanced at Tang Xiaorou and said lightly.
Tang Xiaorou wanted to say something, but she was afraid that Fang Yu would be unhappy and not take her to get medicine, so she didn't say it in the end.
Walking behind Fang Yu, Tang Xiaorou stared at Fang Yu's back, her beautiful eyes shining.
Recalling Fang Yu's heroic figure against many people just now, her heart beat a little faster.
"He is about the same age as me, how can he be so powerful?" Tang Xiaorou bit her lip and thought.
Three minutes later, Fang Yu brought Tang Xiaorou to the gate of the yard.
"You live here..." Tang Xiaorou looked up at the shabby little building with a yard.
"I live on the second floor." Fang Yu said, taking Tang Xiaorou upstairs.
After opening the door, Fang Yu walked straight to the utility room.
Tang Xiaorou looked around curiously.
To be honest, Fang Yu's home was very simple, the living room was very empty, there was no furniture, and there was not even a TV.
How did Fang Yu usually live here for entertainment?
"Come here."
Just when Tang Xiaorou was confused, Fang Yu's voice came.
Tang Xiaorou hurried over, and as soon as she walked to the door of the utility room, she smelled a refreshing medicinal fragrance.
Then, Tang Xiaorou saw herbs all over the utility room.
"Nine-star grass..." Fang Yu was looking for nine-star grass in the pile of herbs like rummaging through garbage.
In fact, every herb in this pile of "garbage" is a priceless treasure.
A minute later, Fang Yu handed a nine-star grass and a crescent flower to Tang Xiaorou.
"Dry them and grind them into powder, and boil the medicine according to the dosage in my prescription." Fang Yu said.
"Well, I know!" Tang Xiaorou took the two herbs, her face flushed with excitement.
As long as there are these two herbs, Grandpa's life can be extended by ten years!
"Thank you, Fang Yu." Tang Xiaorou said sincerely.
Fang Yu not only saved Grandpa Tang's life, but also used his arm to help her block a stick.
"In fact, you are not as cold as you look. You are really a good person." Tang Xiaorou looked at Fang Yu, her eyes shining like gems.
This look made Fang Yu suddenly recall the look of a woman many years ago.
That woman also liked to look at him with this look.
Fang Yu hated this inexplicable memory. He immediately shook his head and said to Tang Xiaorou: "Go away, I won't keep you for dinner."
This sentence completely destroyed the atmosphere.
"Who wants to eat at your house! Humph!" Tang Xiaorou stamped her feet and turned to leave.
But she took two steps, turned around and asked, "Fang Yu, didn't my dad give you a check that day? Why are you still living in... a place like this?"
"Do you know where the most luxurious and largest mansion in China is now?" Fang Yu asked.
Tang Xiaorou shook her head.
"No. 101, Beijing. That mansion is dozens of times larger than your home. There are mountain springs and gardens in it. In short, it has everything you can imagine... But no one has lived in that mansion for more than a hundred years." Fang Yu said.
"You mean, you want to buy this mansion? That might be very expensive..." Tang Xiaorou said with her beautiful eyes wide open.
"No, I mean, I am the owner of that mansion, and I haven't lived there for a long time." Fang Yu smiled.
...
After Tang Xiaorou left, Fang Yu thought about watering the vegetable garden.
He was just about to go out, but he heard footsteps downstairs, and suddenly remembered Wang Yan's suppressed sobbing last night.
According to Fang Yu's many years of experience, in today's society, 95% of the difficulties encountered by ordinary people are due to money.
In other words, money can solve most problems.
But for Fang Yu, money is the easiest thing to get in this world.
So Fang Yu walked back to the room and took out a stack of banknotes from the desk drawer, about 100,000 yuan.
As for where the money came from, Fang Yu had forgotten.
Fang Yu stuffed the stack of banknotes into his pocket, walked downstairs, came to Wang Yan's door and knocked on the door.
"I'm here!" Wang Yan walked out of the bathroom, rubbing her hair dry with a towel. She should have been washing her hair just now.
"Xiaoyu, it's you." Wang Yan smiled and opened the door, letting Fang Yu walk in.
"Recently
Isn't Jianghai High School's school anniversary coming soon? Yueyue has a program to rehearse, so she can't get home until 6:30 recently, so I haven't cooked so early. Are you hungry? I can cook you a bowl of noodles now." Wang Yan said, she thought Fang Yu was here to eat for free.
"Auntie Wang, I'm not hungry. I came here today to ask if you have encountered any difficulties recently?" Fang Yu said straight to the point.
"Difficulties?" Wang Yan's face changed slightly, then she shook her head, forced a smile and said, "Xiao Yu, what difficulties do I have?"