"Tang Ya?"
Ye Fan's mind buzzed as scenes of Tang Ya and Jiang Yang joining forces against him in his past life replayed endlessly in his head.
Killing intent rose in his heart as Ye Fan looked at Tang Ya in pain.
Even though he knew Tang Ya had long since gotten involved with Jiang Yang, memories of her still kept surfacing.
Tang Ya had been the class beauty, with countless suitors, yet this poor boy, Ye Fan, had somehow won her over.
It had not been through money, but through relentless effort, pursuit, and sincerity.
He had truly liked Tang Ya. He had even dreamed of their future life together.
He had tolerated some of Tang Ya's bad habits, and he had blamed her willfulness and unreasonable tantrums on his own weakness.
His inability to satisfy Tang Ya's material needs had always weighed heavily on him.
Even knowing that Tang Ya and Jiang Yang had wanted him dead in his past life, Ye Fan still felt shaken at this moment.
If possible, Ye Fan did not want to kill Tang Ya. But by this point, she had probably already slept with Jiang Yang, and in his past life, she had also wanted to kill him.
"Don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
Ye Fan roared under his breath, but he did not attack immediately because gunfire rang out.
They were Chen Ke's people.
Jiang Yang surveyed the situation. Money-Scattering Boy had already been surrounded by Chen Ke's people, and they seemed to be deliberately keeping the others apart.
Were they trying to swallow Money-Scattering Boy all for themselves?
Jiang Yang smiled disdainfully and cast Plunderer's Insight on Money-Scattering Boy.
Name: Money-Scattering Boy. Race: Treasure Monsters. Level: Level 1. Racial Skill: Scattering Wealth to Ward Off Disaster. When attacked, it throws out its own treasures. However, there is a limit to the amount of attacks it can endure within a certain period. Once that limit is exceeded, Money-Scattering Boy will make a desperate final stand and perish together with its enemy. Introduction: A low-level member of the Treasure Monsters race. Timid by nature and unwilling to cause trouble, but it is guilty only of possessing treasure. The fault is not its own, but the treasures it has collected.
"Endurance limit?"
Jiang Yang looked above Money-Scattering Boy's head and saw a tiny progress bar. That was the limit of attacks Money-Scattering Boy could withstand.
At that moment, the bar was steadily filling up under the constant barrage of attacks.
If you wanted the treasure, you had to live long enough to take it.
Jiang Yang did not know how powerful Money-Scattering Boy would become after making its desperate final stand. But from the looks of it now, dozens of people firing guns at it had only made it scream repeatedly, without leaving a single wound on its body.
A dog would jump over a wall when driven to desperation, and even a rabbit would bite when cornered.
This Money-Scattering Boy was no pushover either.
Jiang Yang waved his hand, signaling Qiu Chan and the others in the distance to move away from Money-Scattering Boy.
"Come over here. Stay away from that monster so you don't get caught in the crossfire!"
Jiang Yang pointed at the guns in those people's hands. Bullets had no eyes, and Qiu Chan and the others were all ordinary people. It would be awful if they were accidentally hit.
"Are we just going to let them take that monster away?"
Qiu Chan tossed over an Arm Guard—the one they had just obtained.
Name: Ice Flame Armguard. Type: Protective Gear. Rank: C. Skill: Ice Flame. Can condense and release a blast of ice flame with an area-of-effect slowing effect.
Good stuff!
Jiang Yang's eyes lit up. A C-rank Arm Guard was certainly no slouch defensively, and it even had an active skill with a slowing effect.
He had read the original novel. There were not many items in the Apocalypse.
Moreover, most items only had passive skills. Ones with active skills were rare.
As expected of something dropped by Money-Scattering Boy.
After putting away the Arm Guard, Jiang Yang signaled the others to watch out for the surrounding Zombies, then directly wrapped an arm around Ye Qingwei.
"Qingwei, look who this is."
Jiang Yang held Ye Qingwei by her slender waist and turned toward Ye Fan.
Perhaps because Ye Fan had looked after her for so many years, Ye Qingwei regarded him almost like a parent. Being held by Jiang Yang like this actually made her feel a little embarrassed.
Her pretty face flushed as she lowered her head shyly, like a young wife bringing her boyfriend to meet her family.
Ye Fan froze on the spot.
Jiang Yang was actually holding Ye Qingwei!
Why was he holding Ye Qingwei?
Why was Ye Qingwei not resisting?
Memories from after his rebirth surged forth, and Ye Fan recalled Jiang Yang appearing at the hospital to pay Ye Qingwei's medical bills.
Had Jiang Yang set his sights on Ye Qingwei back then?
Ye Fan's expression twisted slightly. In his past life, Jiang Yang had not even known Ye Qingwei. He had only gotten together with Tang Ya.
But this time, not only had Tang Ya been slept with by him, Ye Qingwei had been taken by him too?
Butterfly Effect!
Ye Fan began to lose his mind. Ye Qingwei had no blood relation to him; she had been adopted.
If Ye Fan had not pursued Tang Ya, his relationship with Ye Qingwei would have been more like that of lovers than siblings.
"Jiang Yang... how dare you!"
Ye Fan's eyes turned bloodshot. Seeing Jiang Yang hold Ye Qingwei hurt him even more than being killed.
Ye Qingwei still did not understand what was happening. She merely looked at Ye Fan with red-rimmed eyes and said,
"Brother Ye Fan, it's so good that you're all right."
"These past two days, it was all thanks to Brother Jiang. If not for him, I would have..."
"What Brother Jiang? What did I say before?"
Jiang Yang frowned and yanked Ye Qingwei hard, pulling her against him. A delicate fragrance lingered around his nose. Looking at Ye Fan's twisted expression, a rush of pleasure suddenly rose in Jiang Yang's heart.
"Didn't I tell you? You should call me Brother..."
Jiang Yang simply leaned over and kissed Ye Qingwei. She resisted slightly, but showed even more willingness to go along with it.
Ye Fan stood there in the distance, trembling all over. At that moment, Tang Ya came over.
"Ye Fan, you're alive?"
Seeing Ye Fan again, Tang Ya felt conflicted as well. She could see how sincere Ye Fan had been toward her.
Especially recently, after she had developed feelings for Jiang Yang, she had been thinking a lot. Looking back now, she realized that many things she had once taken for granted had been her own fault.
Ye Fan had indeed treated her well, but she could not see any future with him.
Before the term "simp" had even been coined, everything a simp did was called devotion.
Without question, Ye Fan was a simp.
Tang Ya glanced at Jiang Yang, who gave her a meaningful look. Tang Ya immediately understood.
She knew that what she was about to do would be different from before.
Before, she had been selfish and exploitative toward Ye Fan, only for her own sake.
Now, she was doing it for Jiang Yang.
"Ye Fan, you're alive. That's wonderful!"
As she spoke, Tang Ya walked toward Ye Fan, her eyes full of affection.
"Of course I had to stay alive. Otherwise, how could I settle the score?"
Ye Fan trembled with rage, a sickly smile appearing on his face.
Qiu Chan, standing not far away, sensed the killing intent coming from Ye Fan. She frowned and stepped forward with her Tang Saber in hand.
Wu Lei also noticed that something was wrong. He raised his shield, every nerve tense.
Only Xiao Wan vaguely seemed to realize something, the corners of her lips lifting slightly. Her young master had done no shortage of wicked things.
"Wu Lei, you've joined Jiang Yang too, haven't you?"
Ye Fan spoke up. He could not understand why things had become like this. Wu Lei had been his comrade-in-arms, so why was he standing before Jiang Yang?
"How do you know my name?"
"I didn't join him. The boss gave me a new life. For the rest of my life, I, Wu Lei, will obey his every command!"
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