Take Along A Spring

Yang Fann flirted with her for a while … No, after teasing Nana for a while, he stopped teasing them. After all, Yang Fann didn't want to do anything to them. It's fine to just tease them a little.    

    

It was not a good thing for Yang Fann to be targeted by Nana as he was a genuine, innocent virgin. He did not have the ability to resist Nana, who was a violent woman, at this moment.    

    

"Speak. What are you two trump cards coming to visit late at night?" "Let's make a deal first. If you want me to repay you with my body, then don't say anything. The little peasants also have some dignity. If they want to make me submit, it won't be unless you kill me!"    

    

"Yang fellow, can you be a bit more serious? I didn't come to find you for your body, but for a mission. As for the purpose of the Witch Cooperation Association, I don't know."    

    

"Na, don't spout nonsense. I also have a mission, so who would be interested in his body? Even if there is, you have it. Look at him, he doesn't look right. Don't think I can't tell."    

    

"Nonsense, say that again if you dare!" Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Nana leapt up and rolled up her sleeves, ready to fight with the demoness.    

    

"Look, I didn't say anything wrong right? Did I hit the nail on the head on your head and made you angry? "Don't be afraid of Comrade Nana, I will support you spiritually. I will support you in stealing the men from our leader, Bing Feng. However, I will only support you spiritually. As such, I do not dare to take any action."    

    

"Wa, ya, Yao, you damned sissy. If I don't rip out your mouth today, I won't be able to get married for the rest of my life!"    

    

"Stop!" Stop! "Stop!"    

    

Yang Fann, one in each of his hands, dragged the demoness and Nana, not letting them pinch each other. What a joke, as the owner, he hadn't even said anything, yet the two of them were already discussing his ownership right in front of him.    

    

"You with the surname Yang, let go of this old lady. Today, I'll beat this damned woman until she can't take care of herself anymore!"    

    

"Young master, let go of me, I'm going to let this man know how many eyes Prince Ma has!"    

    

"Hehe, if you want to fight, then go ahead. As long as you can struggle free, you can do whatever you want to do. I promise that I won't stop you."    

    

Yang Fann was not a good-natured person. When he saw that Nana and Fey kept talking, he immediately became unhappy and clenched his fists so tightly that both Fey and Nana were gritting their teeth. Half of their bodies were numb and they couldn't exert any strength at all.    

    

"Aiya, aiya, you with the surname Yang, quickly let go, you're hurting me!"    

    

The little demon girl let out a soft moan, scaring Yang Fann so much that he immediately let go of her hand. Oh my god, such a man is too scary. Anyone can't bear him, and it gives me goosebumps!    

    

Yang Fann subconsciously swung his arm when he let go of Yang Fann. He didn't expect that with just a casual swing, he would throw the trump card, Fey, five to six meters away and crash into the wall with a bang!    

    

As for Nana, she was clearly stronger than the witch. Even though her wrist was aching from Yang Fann's grip, she clenched her teeth and didn't make a sound. The beads of sweat on her forehead only betrayed her true feelings.    

    

However, the moment she saw Yang Fann shake his hand to throw her, Nana could no longer feel the pain on her wrist. With her eyesight, she could tell that Yang Fann was not faking it.    

    

If anyone was fooled by his outer appearance, they would think that he was easily bullied by a sissy. They would definitely die miserably, and many of the enemies who had underestimated the Witch had all died at the hands of the Witch, and even their bones could not be found now.    

    

Even she, Nana, would have a hard time defeating the demoness in a head-on battle. Or rather, she had fought with the demoness quite a number of times, and the victor was fifty percent.    

    

If it was a life and death battle, then it would be hard to say. Life and death happened in an instant, and there was no absolute victory or defeat. Any factor could lead to the outcome of a battle.    

    

Not to mention her, even Bing Feng would find it hard to throw the demoness away as easily as Yang Fann. The demoness was someone who could shatter bricks with a single punch and was much stronger than an ordinary person.    

    

Furthermore, she, Nana, had her wrist grabbed by Yang Fann and was unable to resist at all. Half of her body suddenly went numb. Could it be that the person surnamed Yang had trained in the legendary Chrysanthemum Dot …? Cough cough, is he the Sunflower Dot Master?    

    

Therefore, when Nana looked at Yang Fann again, the look in her eyes was clearly different from before. Which young man wasn't sentimental, and which young girl wasn't in love with someone? Women, especially seemingly tough women, were definitely more interested in powerful men than fried chicken.    

    

Of course, in those kinds of novels, it wasn't impossible for people to kneel down and sing about conquering a strong man as soon as they see him. However, it definitely wasn't something that someone like Nana could do, since Yang Fann still had a lot of ways to go before he could get a trump card like her to kneel down and sing about conquering.    

    

Unfortunately, although Yang Fann was also willing to have beauties kneel in front of him and sing "Conquer", he still had to consider the matter after singing "Conquer". As a person who wasn't an animal, he could just pull a guy out and refuse to admit his debt, especially a responsible man like Yang Fann.    

    

"Comrade Nana, you're still winking at that surnamed Yang. Didn't you see your comrade with the surname Yang was about to be beaten to death? Why aren't you avenging your comrade?"    

    

The demoness cried out in pain, like a grief-stricken woman who had been ruthlessly abandoned. Her cries were like the weeping of blood; anyone who heard it would feel heartache, and anyone who heard it would shed tears.    

    

Unfortunately, Nana understood the demoness too well. She knew that he wouldn't be able to die for now, so Yang Fann just lashed out at him. With the demoness's muscular strength, he wouldn't be able to die even if she knocked a hole in the wall.    

    

"Aiya, I'm sorry. Just now I accidentally hurt you. Do you want me to massage you?"    

    

Seeing the blue and purple marks on Nana's white wrist, Yang Fann scratched his head in embarrassment. He was too busy trying to stop Nana and the witch from fighting. He accidentally used too much force and actually squeezed the beauty's wrist.