Because I Was Afraid Of Campus Violence, I Practiced Ghost Back!

No one thought of it.

Lao Chen is such a big man.

He was actually frightened out of his wits.

Just pee out!

The other workers were also dumbfounded.

This is the son of the old Fan family.

Are they really human?

This is really a steel bar!

Like them who hang out on the construction site.

Who doesn't know the strength of steel bars?

This is just falling from a height of several meters.

It can stab people right through the steel bars!

However.

This moment.

In front of everyone.

Fan Qiang proved it with his strength.

What is it called?

Standing shoulder to shoulder with steel with flesh and blood!

"son?"

"Son, are you okay?"

"Let Dad take a look!"

"Ouch!"

"Why is this bleeding?"

But Fan Dayong didn't realize how shocking things Fan Qiang did.

All he has in mind is the safety of his own son.

Seeing Dad's nervous look.

Fan Qiang then smiled softly.

"Don't worry, Dad!"

"I'm fine."

"By the way, Lao Fan, did you call the police just now?"

"This kind of scum!"

"Be sure to send him in!"

However.

Hear Fan Qiang's words.

However, a few coworkers who usually had a good time with Fan Dayong quickly joined in.

persuaded.

"I can't make it, I can't make it!"

"Qiang boy, you don't know!"

"This old Chen is related to the contractor here."

"You stood up for your father and taught this guy a lesson!"

"Everyone is happy."

"But the problem is, if Lao Chen is really sent in!"

"Annoyed the contractor!"

"Then how will your father hang out on this construction site?"

"If I remember correctly, you just started college?"

"If your father loses his job!"

"From now on, who will pay for your college tuition?"

Hear what this worker said.

Fan Dayong also showed a trace of worry on his face.

Also follow the persuasion.

"Yeah yeah!"

"Son, you can come and see Dad."

"Father is happy if he is in good health!"

"But this old Chen really can't be messed with!"

"Dad can't lose this job!"

Seeing Fan Dayong's submissive appearance.

Lao Chen, who was lying on the ground and pretended to be dead, got up now.

There was also a large piece of fishy urine stains on his legs.

In his mouth, he shouted arrogantly.

"Yes!"

"So what if your kid is great?"

"Now this society!"

"Who cares if you are in good health? Are you strong?"

"The rich are the uncles!"

"I just bullied your father, what's the matter?"

"Doesn't he still have to bear it obediently?"

"Who let him have such a good son as you?"

"Tsingbei University probably costs a lot of money for a year, right?"

"That's in the capital city!"

"Why don't you just kneel down obediently and confess to Lao Tzu?"

"otherwise!"

"I'll let my elder brother drive you all out!"

Hear this sentence.

Fan Qiang smiled instead.

This evil pen.

Really give him a little sunshine.

It's here to shine brightly!

Isn't it just relying on knowing a contractor?

Do you really consider yourself number one?

Think here.

Fan Qiang sneered and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Pull out the information record of the previous bank transfer.

The previous system transfer records have been deleted by Fan Qiang.

left at the moment.

There are only 8 million transfer records from Douyin headquarters.

"Humph?"

"What good is good health?"

"Grandpa will tell you now!"

"A grandson will always be a fucking grandson!"

"Lie down on your stomach obediently!"

The words fell.

Fan Qiang rushed forward and kicked again.

He kicked Lao Chen directly to the ground.

curl up into a ball.

It's almost like a shrimp, throwing up so much that the bile in the stomach is almost vomited out!

"Show me clearly!"

"This is the signing money that Douyin transferred to me!"

"I'm now an outdoor fitness anchor under the name of Douyin!"

"The signing fee alone is eight million a year."

"It doesn't include the gift share!"

"Even if I haven't finished college and get a social job!"

"I have no problem raising my dad!"

"Not like your son?"

"I didn't even go to high school, how much money did I make by hanging around in the past three years?"

"Is my wife saving enough?"

"It won't be when you die, you won't be able to get out the coffin money, right?"

As the saying goes, killing people has to punish their hearts.

Fan Qiang said a few words.

Hit the nail on the head.

He almost died of anger on the spot.

But Fan Dayong and other workers were shocked.

Eight million!

They have worked hard on the construction site all their lives.

When did you see such a huge sum of money?

But what about Fan Qiang?

young age.

Didn't even finish college.

There is already a deposit of less than 10 million!

This person is simply pissed off compared to others.

There are already many workers who are secretly gnashing their teeth.

No matter what, when I go back, I have to hang up my kid and give him a good meal.

Why can't he be as promising as Fan Qiang?

.........

I saw my father looking at the text messages on the phone.

I watched it over and over several times.

Fan Qiang said with a smile.

"Old Fan!"

"Don't even look at it."

"When did I lie to you?"

"If you say there are eight million, then there must be eight million!"

"I'm going to use this money to open a small restaurant for you."

"You don't always say that you have to wait for the university to come out."

"Do you want to open a small restaurant for the elderly?"

"Your wish, of course I, my son, will help you fulfill it!"

Hear this sentence.

Fan Dayong only felt a sore nose.

Eye sockets suddenly became moist.

Looking at Fan Qiang's resolute face.

He said a few good words in a row.

Then he patted Fan Qiang on the shoulder.

A thousand words speak for themselves.

"Beep beep!"

And until then.

Only then did I hear loud sirens from outside the construction site.

Send in old Chen's offal.

It can be regarded as giving Fan Dayong a bad breath.

Seeing this old bastard kneeling in front of the inspector and weeping bitterly.

Fan Dayong couldn't help showing a relieved smile on his face.

Only then did he pat Fan Qiang on the shoulder in relief.

"Walk!"

"Son, let's go home!"

"Father will cook braised pork for you!"

What else can Fan Qiang say about this?

Naturally, he could only answer with a smile.

"okay!"

The other workers looked at the backs of the father and son walking away in the setting sun.

Can't help showing envy.

"This is Fan Dayong!"

"You really raised a good son!"

.........

Have a good night's sleep!

the next day.

Fan Qiang transferred 300,000 cash to Fan Dayong as the capital to open the restaurant.

Then hurried out.

Last night, the two father and son blew into the bottle.

I drank three or four bottles of Niulanshan.

This finally put Lao Fan down.

I have been sleeping until now and still haven't woken up.

but.

When Fan Qiang came to Qinglong Gym.

Just discovered.

do not know when.

There is already a large group of people around here.

It seems that something big is happening!

But Fan Qiang hadn't gotten close yet.

I saw Chen Jia and Kang Xiaoxiao carrying a camera.

Hastily drilled out from the crowd.

"Fan Qiang!"

"Why did you come here!"

"We don't have your contact information, and we couldn't find you even if we asked other students in the morning."

"Hurry up and go in, if you don't go in, Zhang Heihu will be beaten to death!"

Zhang Heihu was about to be beaten to death?

What is this expansion?

Fan Qiang was instantly confused!

then.

After listening to Chen Jia and Kang Xiaoxiao explain the ins and outs.

He just understood.

Ganqing Qinglong Gym was kicked out of the restaurant.

And he is an old man from the ice and snow land in the north of Xia Kingdom!

And the way to kick the pavilion.

It is the infamous 'Slap Contest! '

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