Lustful Auntie

Another stream of blood flowed out of fan Zhiwei's mouth, mixed with several broken teeth. When a group of his men rushed over, Ye Fan had picked fan Zhiwei up from the ground and said calmly, "if they start, you will die today."

A group of people surrounded Ye Fan, but they were afraid that fan Zhiwei would be carried by him, and they didn't dare to rush forward one by one. But song Dongye and others just reacted. Seeing that ye fan had controlled the situation, they stood outside and were ready to join the battle at any time.

Fan Zhiwei suddenly gave Ye Fan a few times, and the one on his chin made him whirl around. A foot in his abdomen gave him a sharp pain, and his stomach seemed to turn over rivers and seas.

The last step on his face made him completely crazy, and his face was full of anger

"Boy, don't you know who I am?" fan Zhiwei roared wildly, and the blood was still flowing from his mouth, which seemed so ferocious.

"Who are you?" Ye Fan seemed to think of asking who he was at this time?

Fan Zhiwei glared at Ye Fan with your dead eyes, endured the sharp pain in his body and said, "I'm fan Zhiwei."

"Who is fan Zhiwei? Is he a cow?" Ye Fan looked puzzled.

"I'm from the black tiger club." fan Zhiwei gnashed his teeth and met a man who had never heard of his name. But in his eyes, Ye Fan is already dead. How could the black tiger let him go when he laid such a heavy hand on himself?

"The black tiger club?" Ye Fan left him on the ground, stepped on him a few more feet and said, "can the black tiger be very good? I thought the axe gang..."

"Stop..." just then, a roar came

Ye Fan paused and looked back at the shouting people, but he saw three people in police uniforms. He frowned slightly. How could the police appear here?

However, after a closer look, I found that it was Zhang Mingdong, the head of the school security department, and two other security guards. They were patrolling around. When they saw a fight here, they hurried over. That sound just now was shouted by Zhang Mingdong.

Ye Fan stopped when he saw the of the security section coming. It seemed that Ye Fan didn't mean to do it again. Fan Zhiwei's other four uninjured teammates rushed forward and helped him up.

Compared with fan Zhiwei, the injury on Zhang Enyuan's face is a little scary. The eyes were broken, and the blood stained half of the cheeks red. Half of his face was pale, and his body was trembling.

Fan Zhiwei's whole body is a kind of tumbling pain. He is still spitting blood in his mouth, and a big bag is bulging on his head. His face is as white as paper, and his whole body seems to be scattered. He has no strength. There is a feeling of dizziness in his head.

Fan Zhiwei, who was a little dizzy at first, saw three members of the security section appear. He immediately stared at Ye Fan and his party and said in a loud voice, "they just hit me and my friends. If you didn't arrive in time, they would continue to do it."

Zhang Mingdong looks at Ye Fan and seems to be asking.

Ye Fan shrugged at him and said, "do you believe that I beat so many of them alone?"

Zhang Mingdong looked at Ye Fan, fan Zhiwei and Zhang Enyuan. He knows fan Zhiwei and knows his details. At this time, seeing that ye fan was beaten like this, I was thinking to myself: if I helped fan Zhiwei, I could connect with the black dragon club. Although it is not necessarily associated with the underground world, it is always useful. Even if it's useless, I can always help him once, but I won't resent afterwards. What's more, it's obvious that they were injured, and the crazy boy actually looked indifferent, which made him very uncomfortable.

Fan Zhiwei reached out to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, glared at Ye Fan and said, "boy, I'll make you double compensation for today's affairs. I'll make you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy..."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a touch of cold flashed in his eyes. Even though he looks very easygoing on weekdays, he never accepts anyone's threat.

Other people's threats to him have touched his scales.

"Repeat what you just said." Ye Fan took a step forward and said faintly. But everyone could hear that there was no temperature in his tone. Song Dongye, standing beside him, couldn't help shaking.

"So what? I'll make you regret it. I regret provoking me today. If I don't kill you, I won't be fan Zhiwei." fan Zhiwei stepped back and looked arrogant, but he was still a little afraid. More just Ye Fan's shot left him too deep a memory.

"Really?" Ye Fan snorted coldly, took another step forward and said, "I'll see how you make me regret."

Fan Zhiwei trembled subconsciously when he heard Ye Fan's words, but he saw three uniformed members of the security section in front of him. He didn't believe Ye Fan dared to do it, so he deliberately shouted: "You see? The boy is so arrogant that he takes the school as his home. He can come as he wants. If you don't care, I'll go to the headmaster to discuss it myself..."

Just as fan Zhiwei chattered to the three members of the security section, Ye Fan's body moved again.

"Hoo Hoo"

Like a ghost, he suddenly jumped up to fan Zhiwei, and the terrible speed brought a burst of wind.

The next moment, in everyone's shocked expression, Ye Fan appeared in front of fan Zhiwei, brandished his right hand and pulled it hard at fan Zhiwei's mouth.

"Pa"

The next moment, a clear voice sounded. Fan Zhiwei was slapped by Ye Fan and flew out. His body was like a broken kite. He drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell to the ground.

"Bang"

The dull sound sounded, and blood gushed out of fan Zhiwei's mouth. Two slightly yellow teeth mixed with blood fell on the concrete floor and stabbed people's eyes in the sun.

On the ground, fan Zhiwei lay there like a dead pig, twitching all over, his cheeks bulging like steamed bread.

The sudden scene made the scene quiet, and everyone stared round and motionless at the burly figure in the middle of the field.

Even three members of the security section are no exception

They all recovered as soldiers and have seen many so-called soldiers who can fight in the army, but... Compared with Ye Fan in the center of the field, they are nothing.

Slap people flying out??

If fan Zhiwei hadn't been lying on the ground moaning in pain, they even suspected that they had hallucinated

"You... You stop" after a short shock, Zhang Mingdong took out his baton and pointed at Ye Fan. The two security guards beside him also looked nervous. They touched the baton out and carried it in their hands, eyeing Ye Fan.

Ye Fan turned his head and glanced at Zhang Mingdong lightly.

"Pa"

Perhaps because he was too nervous and afraid, when ye fan swept his eyes to Zhang Mingdong, his face suddenly changed, he couldn't help but step back, his right hand instinctively loosened, and the baton fell directly to the ground.

The scene was quiet.