Kill Me, Heal Me

When Ethan rushed into the restaurant, Yoyo Lin was playing mah-jong.
“Grand three chiefs!”
Crash!
The whole table was lifted to the ground and mah-jong was rolling around.
“WHERE IS BELLE YE!?” Ethan shouted to Yoyo.
“Ethan Mo, you motherfucker!” Yoyo pointed at the mah-jong on the ground with a trembling finger. “That was grand three chiefs I
got there. How dare you!”
Ethan answered him with a heavy punch to his face.
He lost control of himself, leaving only the fury inside. With the first punch missing, Ethan then kicked Yoyo in the crotch. Yoyo
ducked his kicking again and threw the table to Ethan’s head...
By the time An Yichen and Wei Xu were there, the famous medicated diet restaurant now turned into a ruin inside.
Breathing heavily, Yoyo was crouching at the corner with wet hair stuck on his forehead and a swollen face, while Ethan stood
still with his clothe untouched.
“Answer me!”
Seeing Yoyo still did not say a word, Ethan got to the kitchen In a big stride and grabbed a knife. He crossed the broken tables
and chairs to Yoyo and cut the knife toward Yoyo’s fingers.
“Ethan, wait!” This scene almost scared the shit out of An, he ran to Ethan and caught his hand. “Don’t mess your hand with this.
Let me handle it.”
As he said, he winked at Wei.
“Where is she?” Ethan glared at Yoyo and was about to eat him alive.
“She’s gone. Out of your life.” Yoyo raised his head and sneered. His pretty eyes blinked as if Ethan was looked through. “Ethan
Mo, she will never be back again. You can’t control her now.”

“Shut up!” Wei Xu rushed to Yoyo as well. ”You know nothing! Gang City was her home. where else could she go?”
“Wherever except Gang City. And Ethan Mo, you can have my dead body if you want to but not a single word of Belle from my
mouth.”
...
A threat did nothing on Yoyo Lin, and it certainly could not calm Ethan down as well.
His anger did not evaporate after Yoyo’s restaurant was set on fire, and on the contrary, that frenzied him more.
People were called up before Ethan.
“You. Check everyone leaving Gang City yesterday. Check them one by one!”
“You three. Bring me the report of Yoyo Lin’s every movement for the last one week. Leave nothing behind!”
“Levi Song...Check on Levi Song as well. See if he got something.”
“Barry, send a copy of the photograph to the old man of the Song family. Show him how his beloved grandson took over the
business!”
...
One arrangement followed by another, and within a few minutes, a giant web was set.
“Ethan, calm down.” An Yichen hesitated but still got these words out of his mouth. He never saw Ethan Mo got mad like this and
he did not understand why Belle Ye would touch Ethan’s nerve so much.
“I’ve got my friends on the street moving already. She will be found within a day.” Wei sighed and told Ethan.
And that finally eased the tension a little bit.
“Or you turn Yoyo Lin into a corpse and expose the photo of it. She will show herself in half a day.” Ethan said this without no
expression on his face.
“Come on, Ethan, he doesn’t deserve death.” Wei continued. “Belle Ye saved his life and now he helps her. That’s just human
nature.”

“A criminal wanted to be a savior. Ugh, such a hypocrite.” An cut in.
“Nah, you're wrong.” Wei shook his finger. “She’s just being smart, not a savior.”
“Blah blah blah.”
“For real, man. Look how we underestimated her. Back then, her family, her beauty, and all the spoil she got made us blind to her
other features. Now, she’s down and people spit on her, but those who she saved just help her regardless of their interests or
even lives. That sounds smart to me.”
“What do you mean?” Ethan Mo sneered and opened his mouth again.
“What I’m saying is, Ethan, don’t you see that the actual Belle Ye was not the Belle Ye we thought of five years ago?”
"Why not?" The sneer on his face grew stronger because on the contrary, he considered her more annoying than five years ago.
“Alright, she could come up with such an escape plan. I can’t say she’s a genius, but that’s smart enough, right? While...”
Wei paused to check on Ethan’s expression.
“Five years ago. How could she be so stupid? She hit May with her own car? Lambo Veneno? I mean, how many people in this
city, hell, this world, had that car?”
“That doesn’t make sense, Ethan.”
“I now doubt that, Ethan. I’m wondering if Belle Ye really the one hit May.”