The Man In Rage novel Chapter 707

"Jian! Why, you little bastard! How dare you hit my son?! You ill-bred thing! Your uncle here is going to make sure you remember this well!" Ye Ya was mad with rage and angrily ran over to kick Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't avoid him and let Ye Ya kick him.

Once Ye Ya was done kicking Ye Fan, Ye Fan walked over to kick Ye Jian off the floor.

"You little bastard, how dare you?!” Ye Ya's eyes were bloodshot.

But Ye Fan ignored his uncle.

BAM!

There was a loud blast.

Ye Jian howled once more as he was sent flying again.

He crashed and rolled out another four or five meters, and even the fish tank was smashed to smithereens.

He collapsed in one corner and cried and howled as he held his stomach.

After he was done kicking, Ye Fan continued mimicking Ye Ya as he scolded Ye Jian fiercely, "You ill-bred thing! It's fine if you have no manners and you don't greet me or treat me as your eldest cousin. But you actually made up stories and lied to others! I'm going to make sure you remember this well!"

The living room echoed with Ye Fan's angry words.

The rest were just watching on in shock.

They never expected Ye Fan to be so vicious and so difficult to handle.

Ye Ya hit him, so he hit Ye Ya's son!

The biggest problem was that Ye Fan wasn't randomly bashing Ye Jian either. He always had a good reason for hitting Ye Jian and nobody could find fault with him.

Ye Fan's quick wit and cunning clearly shocked everyone in the living room.

If Ye Fan had dared to do this to Ye Ya, then they would definitely accuse him of being rude and unfilial towards his elders, and he would have been reprimanded by the entire family.

But Ye Fan didn't defend against Ye Ya nor fight back. Instead, he vented everything out on Ye Ya's son.

There was nothing wrong with an uncle disciplining his nephew.

There was also nothing wrong with an older brother disciplining his younger brother!

Ye Tian and the rest wanted to reprimand Ye Fan, to find that they couldn't find any reason to.

But while the Ye family was looking on in horror, Lu Wen-Jing giggled from behind Ye Fan.

Her Fan was so mean.

No wonder he didn't dodge and let Ye Ya hit him. So he had done this on purpose.

And that was true. Ye Fan had done this on purpose.

In any case, Ye Ya was just a middle aged man who didn't have that much strength, so the impact of his slaps and kicks felt like nothing to Ye Fan. Ye Fan was happy to let his uncle attack him.

But Ye Fan was a different story altogether. He was a martial artist, so one slap from him might cost Ye Jian to nearly lose his life.

If Ye Ya wanted to hit him, then Ye Fan was going to go along with him.

Ye Fan wasn't going to be the one who suffered the most anyway.

As expected, Ye Ya felt like his heart was bleeding when he heard his son's heart wrenching cries of pain.