Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door

Ye Fan's face was exceptionally gloomy, almost as if water was about to drip from it.

"Ha ha ha ha, what a useless coward!"

Seeing that Ye Fan did not make a move, Sun Yao slapped Ye Fan's cheek again and then turned around, swaggering as he prepared to leave.

"Hey!"

Just as Sun Yao was about to leave, suddenly Ye Fan behind him shouted loudly.

"Boy, what else do you want to do?"

Hearing Ye Fan's shout, Sun Yao subconsciously turned his head, only to see Ye Fan move as soon as he did so.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Ye Fan's expression turned cold, and with the force of a thunderous dragon emerging from the sea, his right foot heavily kicked into Sun Yao's chest.

Sun Yao was shocked, he never dreamed that in front of his uncle, Ye Fan would dare to be so ruthless towards him.

Bang!!!

In full view, Sun Yao was struck by Ye Fan's kick, his body slammed into the wall five meters away like a cannonball.

Crack! Crack!

The wall was hit so hard that it cracked.

Pfft—

Immediately after, Sun Yao spat out a mouthful of blood and sat on the ground, his face deathly pale and utterly deflated.

In his eyes was a thick sense of panic; clearly, he couldn't believe what had just happened.

"Nephew!"

Seeing Sun Yao's sorry state, Sun Xing's face twisted with rage. He picked up a pistol, intending to kill Ye Fan on the spot.

Deng Gang, seeing this, shouted angrily, "Sun Xing, you're letting personal grudges command you! With so many eyes here in the nursing home, if you dare to lay a hand on him, be careful I'll risk this old life of mine to bring you to justice!"

"Deng Gang, you bastard!" Hearing this, Sun Xing swore loudly.

Sun Xing still held significant trepidation towards Deng Gang; despite being retired and not well-regarded anymore, Deng Gang still had considerable influence.

If Deng Gang got serious, he might really pull Sun Xing down with him.

Weighing the pros and cons, Sun Xing clenched his teeth and said, "Keep an eye on this kid, don't let him run. If he tries to slip away, shoot him on the spot!"

"Yes, Captain!"

A group of uniformed youths all aimed their pistols at Ye Fan, their eyes filled with wariness.

"How about it? Want me to take you to the hospital?" Sun Xing immediately stepped forward to check on him.

"Wah!"

Sun Yao opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Seeing Sun Yao spewing blood again, Sun Xing's complexion changed dramatically, he tore open Sun Yao's shirt, and his ribs were visibly crushed inward. It seemed like Sun Yao was not going to make it.

"Bastard!" Sun Xing was furious.

Sun Yao, with tears streaming down his face, gasped, "Unc... Uncle, I... I'm in pain, it hurts so much!"

Ye Fan's kick had been merciless, enough to end Sun Yao's life, and at this moment Sun Yao nearly fainted from the agony.

"Don't speak, your uncle will take you to the hospital right now!" Sun Xing said, horrified.

He never expected Ye Fan would dare to strike Sun Yao, and even less that Ye Fan would strike a deadly blow.

Sun Yao, knowing that he was likely not going to make it, began to cry. He had been wicked since childhood, never imagining that in the end, he would be kicked to death by Ye Fan.

Staring at Sun Xing, Sun Yao, trembling, raised his finger towards Ye Fan and stammered, "Unc... Uncle, avenge... avenge me, Uncle, take revenge for me!"

Pfft!

With his last bit of strength, Sun Yao finished this sentence, spat out blood again, and this time he didn't survive; his eyes went dark, and he died.

"Sun Yao!" Seeing that Sun Yao was dead, Sun Xing cried out loud.

"Brother Sun!"

A group of punks were all shocked and pale; who could have imagined that Sun Yao would die just like that.

"My son!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man rushed over in a hurry, and upon seeing Sun Yao dead, his mind buzzed loudly.

The middle-aged man was none other than Sun Yao's father, Sun Fu.

"My son!"

Seeing his son dead, Sun Fu turned ashen. He sprinted forward and shook Sun Yao's body vigorously, but Sun Yao could never wake up again.

Seeing this scene, Sun Xing said with a face full of sorrow, "Big brother, Yao'er is already dead, please restrain your grief."

"Second brother, how could this happen? How could Yao'er be dead?" Sun Fu's eyes bulged.

Sun Xing pointed at Ye Fan and said, "Big brother, it was this kid's doing!"

"You killed my son?" Sun Fu stared at Ye Fan, his face full of Killing Intent.

As Sun Fu glared at him, Ye Fan let out a cold laugh, "It was your son who brought this upon himself. Scum like him, he, deserved to die!"

"What? You say my son deserved to die? I think the person who deserves to die is you!"

Enraged by the death of his son, Sun Fu was furiously angry, his eyes bloodshot, wanting nothing more than to avenge his son at that moment.

"The person who deserves to die is me? Ha! I think you too deserve death!" Ye Fan said mercilessly.

Sun Yao had been acting arrogantly in the nursing home, and as the director of the nursing home, it was impossible for Sun Fu not to know.

Allowing his own son to abuse the elderly and extort money, as well as secretly murdering them, Sun Fu could not possibly be absolved of his involvement.

Today, not only must Sun Yao die, but Sun Fu must not be let off either.

Hearing Ye Fan say that he too deserved to die, Sun Fu was nearly bursting with anger. He turned to Sun Xing and said, "How dare he! Second brother, did you see that? This kid doesn't even take us brothers seriously. What are you standing around for? Hurry up and shoot him dead!"

"Big brother, you mustn't!" Sun Xing refused adamantly.

Sun Fu's eyes were nearly splitting with fury, "Mustn't? Second brother, it's your own nephew who has died!"

"Big brother, with Deng Gang here, if we openly kill this kid, and Deng Gang goes crazy, I'm afraid you and I will both be in deep trouble!" Sun Xing reminded.

At the same time, Sun Xing lowered his voice, "Don't worry, big brother. This kid killed Yao'er; he's bound to die sooner or later. There's no need to rush it!"

"Bullshit! It's not your son who's dead, of course, you're not in a hurry!"

Hearing this, Sun Fu pointed viciously towards Deng Gang, "Second brother, don't worry about so much. Just kill Deng Gang as well, and afterwards, we can simply announce that Deng Gang died of old age!"

"The nursing home has too many people and eyes!" Sun Xing's voice was lowered once more.

Sun Fu said fiercely, "What's there to fear? The nursing home is my territory, whoever dares to speak out, I'll kill them!"

Hearing these words from Sun Fu, many of the elderly in the nursing home shrank their necks in fear, their faces pale as paper.

"Second brother, do you see? Better to live badly than to die well. They will definitely not dare to speak recklessly if they want to survive. Kill them!" Sun Fu instigated.

Sun Xing knew all too well the deterrent power that big brother Sun Fu had in the nursing home. With Sun Fu's words, Sun Xing's gaze towards Ye Fan gradually turned more vicious.

The next moment, Sun Xing picked up a pistol and aimed it at Ye Fan, his voice chilling, "Kid, you have the guts to kill Sun Yao right before my eyes, you've got some nerve!"

"What? You want to make a move on me? Do you know what consequences you'll face if you do?" Ye Fan showed not a hint of fear.

Sun Xing said with scorn, "Scare me? Do you think I'm easily frightened? No matter who you are, once I kill you, I can announce to the public that you were the murderer, and you were shot and killed while being apprehended!"

"Truly high and mighty!" Ye Fan scoffed coldly.

Sun Fu spoke as if he were mad, "Second brother, don't waste words with him, just kill him!"

"Alright, kid, it's time for you to go!"

Sun Xing's eyes narrowed as he held the pistol, ready to pull the trigger.

"Scumbags! How dare you raise a hand against God Ye, are you looking to rebel against the heavens?"

Just as Sun Xing was about to pull the trigger, a thunderous voice suddenly erupted. In the nick of time, Lin Wu arrived with a large group of soldiers.