Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door

"Ye... Ye Fan?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Zhuang Jingwen thought she was hallucinating, but when she opened her eyes, to her surprise, she found Ye Fan guarding her.

Having arrived at the scene in time, Ye Fan looked at Zhuang Jingwen and gently asked, "Sister Jingwen, how are you feeling? Can you hold on?"

"It really is you, Ye Fan!"

Convinced she wasn't hallucinating, Zhuang Jingwen wore a look of disbelief. Last time, in a critical moment, it was Ye Fan who had come to save her, and now, in the nick of time, it was Ye Fan who had appeared again.

"How is your arm injury?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

Zhuang Jingwen's face was pale as she bit her silver teeth and said, "I was shot by a sniper, but it's nothing serious! Why are you here?"

"I'm here to rescue you, Sister Jingwen," Ye Fan replied with a smile.

Zhuang Jingwen said incredulously, "You're here to save me? Do you have any idea how dangerous this is? Don't get yourself killed in vain trying to save me. Hurry and leave. Remember, you still have a wife and children!"

Although Ye Fan had intervened and saved her from Xiang Tianba's attack last time, this time it was different. The Boss of the North Suburb, known as the Northern Cold King, Meng Xianzhi, had brought at least five hundred men. In Zhuang Jingwen's eyes, no matter how strong Ye Fan was, could he really fight against more than five hundred people?

"Sister Jingwen, you've helped me so many times over the years, let me help you this time," Ye Fan said with a gentle smile.

Seeing Ye Fan chatting and laughing with Zhuang Jingwen, Meng Xianzhi was so angry he was practically steaming. He brought more than five hundred men to blockade the place, yet these two still seemed carefree. Were they not taking him seriously at all?

Meng Xianzhi raised an eyebrow and asked, "Where did this kid come from?"

"No idea!" A group of underlings all looked baffled.

Just as they were about to mercilessly strike Zhuang Jingwen, an unexpected figure appeared out of nowhere, guarding her like a ghost.

Meng Xianzhi said with a look of astonishment, "What? You don't know?"

His attention had been on Zhuang Jingwen; he hadn't noticed how Ye Fan had made his entrance.

"Boss, it's like this kid flew down from the sky!" a terrified underling exclaimed.

"Flew down from the sky?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Xianzhi angrily slapped the guy on the head: "Bullshit, is he a deity? How could he possibly fly down from the sky?"

"Could I have seen it wrong?" the underling said, looking dumbfounded.

Meng Xianzhi said contemptuously, "Whether he's a deity or not, I am going to kill this wench today, and if he dares to stop me, then tonight I will slay a deity!"

"Slay a deity?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan looked at Meng Xianzhi and said, "Although I'm not a deity, I can tell you for sure, maybe I'm even more ferocious than one. If you know what's good for you, take your men and scram. I've got Sister Jingwen's back!"

"Just you protecting her? Wishful thinking!" Meng Xianzhi scoffed.

Ye Fan teased, "Don't believe me? You can try!"

"Ignorant fool, attack, and kill this brat for me!" Meng Xianzhi shouted with a sweep of his hand.

"Wait! Wait!"

Just as Meng Xianzhi's underlings were about to make their move, a loud shout rang out, and Xiang Tianba hurriedly rushed through the crowd to arrive at the scene.

Seeing the newcomer was Xiang Tianba, Meng Xianzhi's eyes lit up and he said, "So it's you, Old Xiang, just in time. Tonight, I have trapped that wench Zhuang Jingwen. Come, let us join forces and avenge our deceased family members!"

He and Xiang Tianba had once been subordinates of Zhuang Jingwen's father, Zhuang Yan, but a tragic event ten years ago had turned them against each other.

"Old Meng, I'm not here to kill the young lady. I'm here to persuade you to stop!" Xiang Tianba stated bluntly.

Upon hearing this, Meng Xianzhi was astonished, "What? Old Xiang, you want to persuade me to stop? Don't you know that because of them, my wife and son are dead?"

"Old Meng, don't be impulsive. Let me tell you, the person standing in front of you is no ordinary man. His name is Ye Fan, and he is a Martial Arts Grandmaster!" Xiang Tianba pointed toward Ye Fan.

What! A Martial Arts Grandmaster?

Learning that Ye Fan was a Martial Arts Grandmaster caused Meng Xianzhi's complexion to drastically change.

Having mixed in the Gray Zone for so long, he was well aware of what the words 'Martial Arts Grandmaster' meant.

To put it bluntly, once a Martial Arts Grandmaster became enraged, a single breath would be enough to eradicate everyone present on the spot.

Xiang Tianba said solemnly, "That's right, he is Master Ye, Ye Fan!"

He had just received a call from Ye Fan and found out that it was Meng Xianzhi who had made a move on Zhuang Jingwen, so he rushed to the hospital as soon as possible, fearing that a severe conflict might arise between the two parties.

"How old is he? Is he even thirty? How could he possibly be a Martial Arts Grandmaster?" Meng Xianzhi asked incredulously.

Xiang Tianba spoke irritably, "Don't doubt Master Ye's strength. Do you see the injuries on my body?"

"He did that?" Meng Xianzhi's face stiffened.

He had known Xiang Tianba for decades and was very clear about Xiang Tianba's fighting skills. The fact that even Xiang Tianba had fallen to Ye Fan was ample proof of Ye Fan's exceptional abilities.

Xiang Tianba nodded, "That's why I'm advising you not to be impulsive."

"Hmph! With such deep-seated hatred, how can I not be impulsive? If I can have my revenge, what does it matter if I stake my old life?"

Despite knowing Ye Fan's identity, the memory of his wife and son's tragic death right before his eyes ten years ago filled Meng Xianzhi with a chilling killing intent and reddened the rims of his eyes.

"Xiang Tianba, what exactly happened ten years ago?" Ye Fan asked publicly.

He could tell that Meng Xianzhi was crazed with the idea of vengeance. If he didn't unravel this knot in his heart tonight, Meng Xianzhi would not rest easy.

After some hesitation, Xiang Tianba said to Meng Xianzhi, "Old Meng, a sudden disaster struck ten years ago, catching us all off guard. Now, a decade has swiftly passed by, and there might be many hidden details we are unaware of. Since the young lady is here now, let's clear the air once and for all!"

"Fine, I'll give her a chance!" Meng Xianzhi held back his raging anger.

Having calmed Meng Xianzhi down, Xiang Tianba turned to Ye Fan and said seriously, "Ten years ago, Old Meng and I followed Zhuang Yan to fight for territory. We were all old followers of Zhuang Yan, who was a man of great ambition that commanded our absolute respect, and we were willing to follow him!"

"Under Zhuang Yan's leadership, we swept through all the Gray Zones in the Central Plains like a breaking wave, becoming the leader of the Gray Zone in the Central Plains! Back then, at our command, not a single force in the Central Plains, nor even those around the Central Plains, dared to disobey us."

"Sadly, the good times didn't last long. The policy changed and we were suppressed. Zhuang Yan, the boss, wanted to retire and wash his hands of the business. He said he didn't want to see us end up in prison one day. So, one night ten years ago, Zhuang Yan called us all together and gave each of us thirty million!"

"Thirty million was a lot of money at that time, and we were all tempted. After all, who would want to spend a lifetime in the Gray Zone? If something went wrong in the future, our descendants would never be able to hold their heads up high!"

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At this point, Xiang Tianba paused, his expression complex, as if recalling a sorrowful past.

Even Meng Xianzhi grew silent, clenching his fists tighter, with his eyes growing increasingly red.

"Then what? Isn't it a good thing that Zhuang Yan led you to retire honorably?" Ye Fan asked.

"It is a good thing!"

Xiang Tianba nodded and continued, "But who could have predicted, just at that moment, the sky fell!"

"The sky fell?" Ye Fan exclaimed in surprise.