Chapter 7 One against Many

In the infirmary, Zhao Li took out his mobile phone and made a call after he was much better.

"Big brother, bring all the people after school, I'll let them beat me"

After Zhao Li finished speaking, he slowly hung up the phone, and then a strange arc appeared on his face, no matter how high Liu Fan's kung fu is, it is impossible to knock dozens of us down, the thought flashed, and then he got up and returned to the classroom.

The moment Zhao Li first entered the classroom, he found all kinds of eyes projected from all directions, and after seeing this, Zhao Li glared at them for a while, and these strange gazes slowly dissipated.

came to his place and sat down, and then when he looked at Liu Fan's side, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

"Laugh as long as you want"

Zhao Li's subtle words said lightly, and Liu Fan also seemed to feel a trace of danger, and then looked at Zhao Li's location and smiled strangely.

The bell after school rippled throughout the campus, and Liu Fan also followed Zhao Li to a secluded grove, which was inaccessible and usually not frequented.

Liu Fan also understands the intentions of these school bullies, if you don't subdue them, you won't have a good life, and the same was true in the Battle Spirit Continent back then, when he thought of this, a meaningful smile appeared on Liu Fan's face.

"Laugh when you're dying, wait here"

Zhao Li said lightly when he saw this, and then stopped, this is a clearing, surrounded by trees, and the only thing that can lead to this place is the path that the two of them passed by just now.

After the two waited for a while, rows of people walked neatly on the path with wooden sticks in their hands, Zhao Li's face was suddenly happy when he saw this, but Liu Fan looked at this scene expressionlessly.

"Why, I'm scared by my lineup"

Zhao Li said with a smile, and Liu Fan didn't bother much when he heard this, so he immediately rushed to the side where everyone was, and then beat a young man with a wooden stick to the ground, and immediately grabbed the wooden stick, and the rest of the people hurriedly retreated when they saw this.

"Zhao Li, didn't you say that he was a waste, how could he know kung fu?"

Looking at Liu Fan, who beat one of his younger brothers to the ground without much effort, a tall and thin man wearing various jewelry in the lead said, when asked by the eldest brother, Zhao Li immediately panicked, and said in a trembling voice:

"Brother Fu Gang, I... I don't know, it was fine last time."

"Waste, I'll come"

Hearing this, Fu Gang took the wooden stick on the side, he had learned a little kung fu anyway, looked at Liu Fan not far in front of him, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and then he ran to Liu Fan, and he was about to hit Liu Fan's head with a stick.

Seeing this, Liu Fan hurriedly turned his head sideways to dodge, and kicked Fu Gang's stomach with one knee between the lightning and flint, which surprised everyone, and then heard Fu Gang holding his stomach and shouting:

"Give it all to me"

Hearing this, Zhao Li and dozens of people behind him all raised their wooden sticks and swarmed after looking at each other.

Seeing this, Liu Fan also rushed forward, one stick at a time, and some of those who were blocking with sticks were also interrupted by Liu Fan's blow and sticks, and then hit his body, and after doing this, Liu Fan moved forward again, although he was also hit by a few sticks, but these things still couldn't hurt him, so Liu Fan didn't pay attention to it.

After a while, the remaining eight or nine teenagers, led by Zhao Li, stared blankly at the brothers who were rolling on the ground, and hurriedly threw down their sticks to escape.

"You can go, but Zhao Li has to stay"

Liu Fan said while wiping the stick stained with a little blood, hearing that several teenagers were stunned, and then turned around to stop Zhao Li, who was about to escape, and grabbed it, and then escorted it to Liu Fan.