God-level master in the city

As soon as a reporter came to the school gate, Xie Xiaoyu's face turned pale in an instant, and deep fear appeared in his eyes.

Xie Xintian looked at his daughter, with a flash of love in his eyes, and said to Luo Fan: "Mr. Luo, we can all guess what those reporters will say, Xiao Yu is still young, I don't want her to see the cruelty of human nature too early... ..."

Looking at Xie Xintian's loving eyes for his daughter, Luo Fan felt a convulsive pain in his heart, and the monstrous anger in his chest was about to explode, but he suppressed himself, looked at Xie Xiaoyu, and said gently: "Xiaoyu, do you want to go out with me? I won't force you, but I know you are a strong and brave girl. If you are willing to go out together, I guarantee that no one can hurt you."

Luo Fan's voice is gentle, almost gentle, but it reveals a reassuring calmness and confidence, no one will doubt his words.

Xie Xiaoyu's eyes were a little red at this moment, but she quickly raised her head and looked directly at Luo Fan: "Brother Luo, I believe in you." Then she looked at her father and said firmly: "Dad, I I want to see how brother Xie dealt with those unscrupulous reporters."

Now that Xie Xiaoyu had made a decision, Luo Fan stopped asking for Xie Xintian's opinion at all, pulled Xie Xiaoyu up, and strode out of the guard room, followed by Xu Qingyun, Zhou Yuxin and the others.

At the gate of Tianmen Middle School, go down the stone ladder, on this side of the bridge, at some point, a dozen reporters appeared, all in their 20s and [-]s, seven or eight of them were carrying cameras, and Six handheld microphones, including three young women.

They blocked the way of the students returning home from school, and put the microphone in front of several girls, while the camera lens was aimed at the panicked students.

A woman with long, wavy hair and a red T-shirt with sleeves rolled up above her elbows stretched out her microphone hand to a short-haired girl, and asked in her goosebump-squeaking voice, "Student, what are you doing?" Your name is Qiao Xinxin, right? I heard that you were also one of the victims in the incident of forcing girls to sell silver at Tianmen Middle School, can you tell us in detail..."

A tall, thin man with small eyes stopped a well-developed girl: "Student Shi Xiaomeng, I am a reporter from xx.com. Can you tell me who the man who hurt you is?"

There was also a wretched man wearing glasses who stopped the four girls and said something, and the microphone kept switching back and forth in front of the four girls.

These underage junior high school students, when had they ever seen such a scene, their faces were pale with fright, tears rolled in their eyes, and they trembled in humiliation in the face of harsh questions from the reporters.

There were dozens of boys standing next to them, and several of them clenched their fists, but they had always been taught that violence cannot solve problems, so they didn't dare to do anything when they were angry.

"I don't know! I don't know anything!" A girl with a mole on her mouth suddenly screamed loudly, and then cried weakly: "Please, let me go home, my mother is still waiting for me to go back Have a meal……"

"Student Liu Fei, please cooperate with our interview, we are helping you..." The long-haired young man stopped in front of Liu Fei, still holding the microphone, his elbow almost touched Liu Fei's chest.

"Fuck! I can't stand it anymore! Dude, let's go together and kill these sons of bitches!" A tall boy in a basketball uniform and sneakers roared angrily.

It's a pity that his roar didn't get a response, and several people even took two steps back.These children have learned the law very well, and they know that beating someone is against the law. Moreover, they are only half-grown children. Although they are superior in number, they may not be the opponents of those grown men.

Seeing that no one supported him, and the tall boy didn't have the courage to stand alone against the reporters who were still carrying weapons on their shoulders, he let go of his clenched fist resentfully.

When the tall boy roared, the girls who were stopped felt a glimmer of hope, but when they saw that the boy was just singing a one-man show, they immediately despaired again.

"I'm giving you sons of bitches a chance."

A cold voice suddenly sounded.It wasn't loud, but everyone could hear clearly amidst the noise.

The camera-carrying reporter with the microphone, the begging girl, and the boy who dared to be angry but dared not do anything, all followed the voices, and saw a young man with short hair, wearing gray casual clothes, holding hands The hand of a delicate girl in a blue and white school uniform stood on the steps of the door of the guard room. His expression was more serious than his voice.

What he said next, spoke extremely slowly, as if carved out of a stone one by one.

"Put down your video cameras, microphones, and tiny voice recorders in your pockets, and rush across the bridge in 30 seconds. This is your only chance to get out unharmed."

His voice was very calm, but it seemed to be coming from the snowy peaks of distant mountains, it was so cold that it made one's heart chill.

After ten seconds of astonishment, someone finally spoke, and it was the tall boy in the basketball uniform who spoke: "Isn't that Xie Xiaoyu? Who is with her?"

No one answered his question.

The second person who spoke was the enchanting woman with long wavy hair: "Young handsome guy, are you talking to us? We all have press credentials, and we have the right to find out the truth."

The short-haired man standing on the steps is naturally Luo Fan. Since he said a few words, he hasn't spoken or moved, and he hasn't even looked down. He just raised his left hand, as if Is watching the time.

The long-haired young man finally retracted the microphone, and moved his elbow away from the chest of the girl named Liu Fei. He tossed his long hair gracefully, squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Fan on the steps, then lowered his head and muttered Muttered: "Could it be that you are also one of the beasts who ruined the girls of Tianmen Middle School? Under the watchful eyes of everyone, you even held the hand of a girl. If I guessed right, that girl is also the victim."

The voice of the long-haired young man was not loud, but because Luo Fan's appearance was too abrupt, the bridgehead was surprisingly quiet, so almost everyone present heard what the long-haired young man said.

Luo Fan felt that Xie Xiaoyu's hand trembled, as if she wanted to break free from Luo Fan's hand, but Luo Fan held her cold little hand firmly.

"Three, two, one, time is up." Luo Fan put down his left hand, stepped out, took Xie Xiaoyu with him, deliberately slowed down his figure, and flew down slowly.

From the guard room to the bridgehead, the horizontal distance is nearly six feet, and the vertical height is at least seven or eight meters. However, Luo Fan and Xie Xiaoyu flew down without touching the ground. Everyone was dumbfounded, and even many students " Qinggong" "Superman" called out.

"It's really light work, but I'm not a superman, I'm just Xie Xiaoyu's big brother." Luo Fan talked to these students, his voice was not as indifferent as before, and then said: "The female students all stand on Xiaoyu's side."

Those girls were looking at Luo Fan one by one, with amazement and infinite admiration. After hearing Luo Fan's words, they quickly surrounded Xie Xiaoyu as promised.

Luo Fan raised his head, looked at the reporters who were too shocked to speak with a sullen face, and walked towards them slowly.He didn't walk fast, and he didn't use too much force in every step, but every step he took seemed to step on their hearts, their expressions changed again and again, and a kind of suppressed fear spread in their hearts.

At the end, a reporter carrying a camera suddenly turned his head around and started to run away.

"The time has passed, do you still want to leave?" Luo Fan's cold voice sounded, he stretched out his right hand, clasped his middle finger on the index finger, and flicked at that person.

There was a shrill scream, and the reporter fell down, and the camera on his shoulder hit the ground with a crash, and slid out more than a foot away.On the calf of his right leg, there was a blood hole the size of a thumb, and the blood was still gurgling out.

"This is just a warning. If anyone wants to leave, I guarantee that he will spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. Of course, if he is still alive." Luo Fan's voice became more and more cold.

The bloody role model was lying on the ground. These reporters were so frightened that their legs trembled, but no one dared to take a step easily, or even dared to move, lest Luo Fan think it was trying to escape.

"I'll give you another chance." Luo Fan stopped in his tracks and said calmly, "If you don't want to die, throw all the camera pinhole camera microphone miniature recording pens in front of me."

The previous opportunity was not grasped, but this time no one is stupid. A voice recorder worth a few hundred dollars, a microphone worth a few thousand dollars, a pinhole camera worth tens of thousands, and a video camera worth hundreds of thousands, all within three seconds They piled up in front of Luo Fan.

"Four eyes, come here." Luo Fan stared at the wretched man wearing glasses.

The guy trembled, and the glasses hanging on his face almost fell off, but he didn't dare not listen to what Luo Fan said, so he had to bite the bullet and walked in front of Luo Fan.

"Since you want to die, I will help you." Luo Fan stared at him coldly, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"I..." The man with glasses trembled, his teeth chattered, he couldn't speak, and he touched the ground with trembling fingers, indicating that his microphone had been thrown away.

Luo Fan grabbed his collar, took out a ballpoint pen from his armpit, and said calmly, "Don't tell me, it's a ballpoint pen."

The man with glasses trembled, his face was dead pale, and the fear in his eyes could be seen through the glass lens.

Luo Fan looked at the recording pen, but was embarrassed to find that he couldn't use it. He turned to Xu Qingyun and raised the recording pen.

Xu Qingyun had always kept a cold face, but at this moment there was an imperceptible smile in his eyes. He stepped forward, turned on the playback function of the recorder, and handed it to Luo Fan, but after listening to a few words, her His face immediately turned livid.

"Mo Tingting, how many men have forced you?"

"Zhi Lan, you were not a virgin before you were forced, right?"

Snapped!Luo Fan crushed the recording pen into pieces!

"Students, something unsuitable for children is about to happen. The following scene will make some people feel uncomfortable. Students with heart disease and high blood pressure, please leave quickly." Luo Fan turned his head and solemnly advised those students.