Yang Chusheng doesn't practice martial arts, so of course he doesn't know how powerful Ye Fan is.

However, the followers behind him were different.

Fights are commonplace, so they naturally know which one is the best in school.

Feng Renliang was still a character in the past, but Ye Fan came, knocked him out with one move, and also got his father Feng Hu.

Who is Feng Hu? He was a peerless master, but in front of Ye Fan, he was completely defeated.

He is just an ordinary student, Ye Fan wants to treat himself, it is completely the rhythm of seckill.

Righteousness is important, in the face of a small life, righteousness is a fart?

Therefore, these people chose to be shrinking turtles without hesitation.

"Damn, he's just alone, you're such a person, are you still afraid of hair?"

Yang Chu was furious.

"Brother Sheng, I'm ...... We can't beat him!"

Some of the attendants stammered.

"******, aren't you usually very righteous?"

Yang Chusheng scolded angrily.

"It's not a question of righteousness or injustice, it's the most important thing to save your life!"

"Trash!

Yang Chusheng hated that iron could not become steel, not to mention how aggrieved he was.

These followers were scolded silently and lowered their heads in embarrassment.

At this time, Ye Fan smiled and said: "You are their boss, since they are garbage, then aren't you a fighter in the garbage?"

"You're a fighter, your whole family is a fighter!"

Yang Chu was so angry that his face was red, and even the green tendons on his forehead burst out.

"What else would you do but curse?"

"You ......"

Yang Chu was so angry that he suddenly stopped talking, and after a long time, he scolded: "Lao Tzu is very good at basketball?

"I don't know how to play basketball. ”

Ye Fan spread his hands helplessly.

"No? Haha, do you want me to teach you?"

Yang Chusheng suddenly became excited.

When it comes to basketball, he is indeed quite good, otherwise, how could there be so many fans?

"You're amazing?"

"Do you think I'm amazing?" Yang Chusheng raised his hands and spread them out.

"Awesome!"

Those girls screamed and shouted, Yang Chusheng was the male god in their hearts.

"The eyes of the masses are bright, you know how powerful I am now, right?"

Yang Chusheng tilted his head back slightly, as if he could show that he was high above him.

"Oh, that's pretty good!"

"Of course!"

Yang Chu was arrogant, his expression was arrogant, and he seemed to have no one in his eyes.

I saw Ye Fan pick up a basketball and finger the basket more than ten meters away.

"Standing here, can you shoot that basketball hoop?"

"You're insane, at such a distance, unless you are an NBA star, you have a chance to shoot. Yang Chusheng said in surprise.

Ye Fan asked with a smile: "Just one sentence, can you hit?"

"Can't!"

"Look at me!"

After saying that, Ye Fan's expression suddenly became serious, his eyes were sharp like an eagle, and after aiming at the basket, he secretly lucked himself.

The next second, shoot!

The basketball came out of his hand, and I saw the basketball spinning, forming a perfect arc in mid-air.

"Huh!"

Basketball goes to the net!

"Wow......! Is that okay?"

"Ni Mom, super long three-point shot!"

"Damn! he ...... How did he do that?"

Suddenly, the audience was shocked.

At such a distance, even an NBA star needs to try several times to succeed.

However, Ye Fan hit as soon as he made a move.

Depend on!

If he doesn't play in the NBA, it's a waste of talent.

At this time, Yang Chusheng's whole person became dumbfounded. The mouth is so long that it can almost fit into a goose egg.

Ye Fan patted the dust on his hands, a master like him has a flying knife that cries wolf.

The skill of throwing knives is much higher than that of basketball, and even if it is a little farther away, he is confident that he can shoot.

At this time, he stepped forward and gently patted Yang Chusheng's face with his hand.

"Do you dare to say that you are qualified to teach me?"

With that, he turned to leave, leaving these people with chic, handsome, and domineering backs.

"He's handsome, if only I could be my boyfriend, it would be great!"

Suddenly, many girls were fascinated.

At this time, Yang Chusheng's face was pale, and he held his breath.

Looking at Ye Fan's distant figure, his eyes were full of uncontrollable anger.

"The surname Ye, I will definitely pay back the shame I suffered today!"

……

seems to be an ordinary physical education class, Ye Fan has once again appeared on the school forum after being a super student.

"Basketball Kobe!"

"Jiangcheng Liuchuan Kaede!"

"Marksman!"

These words have suddenly become hot nouns searched by students.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Fan's body.

However, as far as Yang Chusheng, another tragic protagonist of the incident, is concerned, he is hardly mentioned.

He was sitting alone in the corner at the moment, with a cloudy expression on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

I saw him make a phone call.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Little master!"

On the other end of the phone, there was a respectful voice, and it was an old man who answered the phone.

"Dongbo, you immediately find me a group of people to come over, I want to beat people. ”

Yang Chusheng looked angry and called people directly.

"Okay, does the young master have anything else to order?"

"Nope!"

After that, Yang Chusheng snapped and hung up the phone.

I saw that his eyes became gloomy, and he smiled weirdly, "Damn, grab a woman with me, you kid owes a beating!"

……

"Ding, ding, ding!"

When the bell rang for school in the morning, Ye Fan was about to go to dinner, when a strange student, carrying a letter in his hand, threw himself in front of Ye Fan very awesomely.

Ye Fan took a look, and after disassembling it, he was surprised to find that it was a challenge letter.

The specific content is about to say, Yang Chusheng made an appointment with him at 12 noon to meet and fight in the neighborhood.

After reading it, Ye Fan tore up the envelope.

Under normal circumstances, since you have accepted the challenge, it is natural to go to the appointment on time.

However, what was surprising was that Ye Fan did not walk in the direction of the school gate, but went straight to the canteen to eat.

At the same time, Yang Chusheng and his group, under the scorching sun, were waiting for Ye Fan's arrival at the destination.

It was 12 noon, the sun was fierce, and the group stood under the scorching sun, and it didn't take long for them to sweat like rain.

However, after waiting for more than ten minutes, Ye Fan was still nowhere to be seen.

At this time, an old man named Dongbo wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead and asked nervously, "Little master, will that kid come?"

"Yes!"

Yang Chusheng nodded confidently.

However, if he knew that Ye Fan was blowing the air conditioner in the dining hall at the moment, soaking in the girl, it was estimated that he would be so angry.