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Chapter 417: Foreigners Alike

If it was just an ordinary friction, Fang Chuan might just beat that Jeffrey, so forget it, there was no need to be too ruthless.

However, now that he knew that they had done something that had lost their conscience, of course Fang Chuan would not let them go.

Soon, he called Luo Yao and told Luo Yao about the matter.

After Luo Yao heard this, she was also furious, she is a woman, and she attaches great importance and anger to this kind of thing.

"But Xiaochuan, this involves foreigners, I'm afraid I still have to say hello to the above. Luo Yao took a deep breath and calmed down.

After hearing this, Fang Chuan understood why foreigners were so rampant in China and why they were blindly worshiped by many Chinese people.

Because, the state has many policies, and it is also telling the Chinese people that foreigners have certain privileges in China.

However, Fang Chuan also knows that this is a national legacy problem, and the situation has improved greatly.

He believes that in the near future, foreigners in China, just as Chinese people go to places like the United States, the first thing they should fear is the laws of the country.

Once this happens, their posture, as well as some of the attitudes of the Chinese people, will improve.

At that time, everyone was equal.

Of course, these levels of issues are not what he considers.

He smiled: "It's okay, I'll call Deputy Director Yan immediately, if it doesn't work, I'll call Luo Zhengliang, if it doesn't work, I'll call Secretary Tie." ”

"Deputy Director Yan should have no problem there. Luo Yao hurriedly said, also breathing a sigh of relief.

With Fang Chuan's interpersonal relationship, it should be easier to deal with this matter, and it may be different from the previous situation.

"Good. Fang Chuan said, hung up the phone, and then called Deputy Director Yan and told him about the matter here.

Deputy Director Yan listened to it and said with a smile: "So that's the case, no problem, this kind of person should be dealt with harshly, and the policy of foreigners breaking the law in our country is already being discussed." It's not the same now, and if we don't extradite, we can put them in jail!"

"Understood. Fang Chuan then hung up the phone.

"How is it?" The president of the martial arts club also heard the meaning of Fang Chuan's call, and looked at Fang Chuan with a look of hope, he really wanted to get justice for his girlfriend.

However, he was worried that the law would give these foreigners an advantage and that he would not be able to do anything.

"No problem. Fang Chuan smiled, "Those who break the law will be punished sooner or later, and if the law doesn't punish them, the heavens will also punish them." ”

Of course, when he speaks of punishment from above, he is referring to fate, not to the gods.

Because, he himself is an immortal, equivalent to the gods in other people's mouths, of course he knows that there is no legendary god in this world.

"That's so good, I don't even know how to thank you. The president of the martial arts club was excited, but he pulled at the wound, and he gasped in pain.

Fang Chuan smiled: "Wait a minute, let me treat your wounds, I am a student of the Chinese medicine class, and my family medicine skills." ”

"Thank you so much. "The president of the martial arts club suddenly has a kind of respect for this junior.

What he said before about foreigners was already a matter of self-esteem, and then, he was so enthusiastic about his own countrymen.

He was touched and grateful.

However, for Fang Chuan, he was just a gesture, within his ability, and without much effort, he could help.

If it was really beyond his ability, or if he sacrificed himself too much to help others, then he would not have done it.

People who have the experience of immortal venerable do whatever they want, cultivation is self-cultivation, everything is self-centered, as long as you follow a ruler in your heart.

All things are used by me, I am the center of the universe, and the power of the universe is also owned by me, and this is the cultivation of truth.

Fang Chuan smiled faintly, in order to avoid shocking the world, he didn't choose air therapy, otherwise, there would be a lot of people, and it would not be good to spread it.

He grabbed the hand of the president of the martial arts club, twisted his hands, and accurately closed the broken part of the president's arm in its original state.

To do this, you have to rely on divine sense, and ordinary orthopedic doctors can't do it.

Then, he transmitted the true qi through the palm of his hand to the president's arm, and began to repair the broken position of the president.

At the same time, another stream of true qi wanders in the president's body to heal other internal injuries.

The president only felt the heat on his body, and then, from the broken arm, there was a tingling itch like an ant crawling.

However, after a while, he felt that his body was hot and warm, but it was very comfortable, and he felt very serious after the previous physical injury, but now he began to relax.

At this moment, Fang Chuan's medical skills and techniques have reached the point of incomparable admiration.

Could it be that the students in the Chinese medicine class are so awesome?

He thought about it, secretly shocked.

About five minutes later, Fang Chuan had already repaired the president's body almost completely, and hurriedly said to Liu Ru: "Go, pull off Li Haoran's belt." ”

"Okay. Liu Ru nodded, hurriedly ran over, pulled out Li Haoran's belt, kicked Li Haoran casually, and then came back.

Fang Chuan took the belt and used it as a temporary bandage for the president to support his arm.

He smiled: "It's almost good, this belt just prevents your wound from being pulled by your violent movements." ”

"Thank you, classmate. The president was grateful, as a martial arts practitioner, he knew that a broken arm could make a full recovery if he received timely treatment.

This is tantamount to saving his martial arts training career, and he has the grace of reconstruction!

Fang Chuan waved his hand: "You're welcome." ”

"What's going on?" A surprised voice of English came from downstairs, "Jeffrey, what's wrong with you, who injured you?"

"A yellow pig, Neil, help me get my revenge. Jeffrey said quickly.

"No problem!" Neil replied, "I'll take you up and show you how I avenge you." ”

Then, after a burst of footsteps, a white man of about 1.8 meters, with a fairly burly figure and a weight of about one hundred and sixty or seventy pounds, helped Jeffrey, whose face was swollen to be tall, to come up.

He swept his gaze over everyone and asked in a cold voice, "Who hit my friend, stand up and let me see you." ”

"Coach Neil, it's him!" a senior member of the martial arts club hurriedly pointed at Fang Chuan and shouted.

Neil focused his gaze on Fang Chuan, frowning: "With this kind of figure, how can you defeat Jeffrey?

"How could it not be?" Fang Chuan smiled faintly, "You foreigners, it's not like you haven't been beaten by Bruce Lee. ”

He smiled and gave Neal a middle finger, "You, come here." ”