One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

Coughing repeatedly, he pinned the young man to the ground. Before he could throw a punch, the young man pushed him away, stood up, and kicked him.

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you!" The young man kicked him violently!

Although they were not in the real world, the feeling of pain was real. Out of the instinct to protect himself, Gong Fan arched his body and dodged. However, the young man's eyes were red with anger. He grabbed Gong Fan's collar again and picked him up.

At this point, Gong Fan's feet were already in the air. He kicked feebly. Because he was suspended in the air, he had no launching platform at all.

The young man held him up. What power was that! There was no doubt that the opponent standing before him was a powerful one!

Gong Fan clasped his hands around the young man's throat. For some reason, Alice's words echoed in his mind. "If you encounter any mishaps in that world, in the real world, it will also mean the death of your personality."

He could no longer sit back and do nothing! Gong Fan stretched out his leg fiercely and used the last of his strength to kick at the young man's vital points. The latter grunted in pain and finally let go of him with both hands. He staggered back and bent over, his eyes even more sinister!

Released from his grip, Gong Fan leaned against the wall and greedily took in deep breaths!

"Hoo, hoo, hoo…"

He picked himself up from the ground, determined to fight to the death with the young man before him!

The young man was about to step forward when out of the corner of his eye, he saw the ornament on the table. He ran towards the table and grabbed the ornament. Holding the object tightly in his hand, he turned around and rushed towards Gong Fan, at the same time raising the bronze ornament in his hand held high.

The sharpest part of the ornament came plunging down towards his head.

Gong Fan dodged and retreated. The young man missed and crashed into the window behind him. The window immediately shattered.

At the same time, Youyou, who was loitering on the third floor, was startled to hear the din from downstairs!

"What's going on?" He turned to Shanshan, who said nervously, "I heard something. It sounded like a window breaking."

Just now, she had heard the sound of hurried footsteps downstairs, but she thought that it was Gong Fan walking around, so it didn't bother her.

"Has something happened?"

Shanshan shook her head.

Youyou immediately told her, "Stay here. Don't go anywhere. I'm going downstairs to check."

"No way. I'm coming with you."

"It's too dangerous!" Youyou said, "Stay here and don't move around, okay?"

"Alright, then… please be careful!"

"Well, remember to lock the door after I leave!"

"Alright, I understand."

The boy turned and left the room. Shanshan watched him go downstairs before carefully locking the door behind him.

Youyou rushed down the stairs. Meanwhile, in the room, Gong Fan and the young man were still in a tense standoff. The young man picked up the ornament in his hand and threw it at Gong Fan. Gong Fan wanted to dodge, but he tripped on the carpet under his feet and fell forward, hitting his forehead against the corner of the cupboard. His vision spun.

Immediately afterward, he clearly felt a numbing pain in the corner of his forehead, as if some sticky liquid was flowing out. He covered his forehead with his hand, and his vision overlapped…

Gong Fan half-knelt on the ground, his breathing becoming more and more rapid.