Time passed, and in Xiao Fan's continuous goals, the referee raised his watch to look at the time, and the whistle was already on his lips.

"It's finally going to be over!" This is the common lament in the hearts of Park Ki and others, Xiao Fan's shots again and again are like the devil's test, making them tortured and insulted, but they can't resist.

Well, now the suffering is finally free.

"Beep!"

The referee blew the final whistle and the audience fell silent.

Xiao Fan glanced sideways at the scoreboard, 19-3.

"Stick, I'm sorry, my first time playing football, I was a little excited, in fact, I didn't plan to let you lose so badly, I didn't control it for a while, don't care. Xiao Fan came to Park Ki-jung, smiled shyly, and looked apologetic.

Park Jizhong's teeth were about to crush, and he looked at Xiao Fan expressionlessly, his fists trembled slightly because of the hard clenching, and his bones turned white.

"It's okay, it's just one game, it doesn't matter if you win or lose. Park Ki-jung opened his mouth indifferently, but his heart was dripping blood.

"It's not important to go to Nima! Lao Tzu was the object of admiration of all the sisters just now, now it's okay, why do you dare to step on Lao Tzu's shoulders and climb up, and use Lao Tzu as a stepping stone? Very good! After today, you will know what will happen if you offend me!"

Park Ki roared wildly, looked at Xiao Fan indifferently, imprinted Xiao Fan's appearance in his heart, and then turned around to greet his teammates lying on the ground, ready to leave.

"Wait!"

The second master walked over with a sneer, and at the same time, everyone behind the second master also stepped forward and surrounded Park Ki and others in the middle.

"What, you want to beat me?" Park Ki-jung laughed angrily, he stared at everyone coldly, but he wanted to see who dared to come up and touch him.

"I said before the game, if I lose, I will kneel in front of everyone and apologize to you, you lose, and I will compensate you for one million mental damages, and now that you have lost, do you still plan to repay the debt?"

Park Ki-joong's eyelids jumped, and he wanted to regret it, but he saw a group of boys surrounding him and staring at him viciously.

In line with the principle that heroes don't suffer immediate losses, Park Ki-jung nodded and said resentfully: "It's only a million, so it should be given to you." ”

As he spoke, Park Ki-jung asked one of his teammates to bring him clothes, took out his mobile phone from it, and said, "Transfer money." ”

"It's okay to transfer money, but it has to be transferred to the girl who was bullied by you, come with us, take you to meet her, apologize to her in person, and compensate another million. The second master hooked his finger at Park Ki-chung.

Park Ki-jung's hanging hands clenched his fists again, his breathing became short, and he apologized?

"Eh, how can this be? People are willing to compensate for mental damages, and they have already given face, what an apology, really. Xiao Fan was unusual, and actually said good things to Park Ki-jung.

The second master and the others were stunned for a moment, and they couldn't understand what Xiao Fan meant, and Park Jizhong looked at Xiao Fan, and instantly felt that this kid who made him grit his teeth with hatred didn't seem to be so disgusted.

"Listen to Xiao Shao. The second master's heart moved, although he didn't understand what Xiao Fan meant, but he knew that Xiao Fan would definitely not spare this mallet easily.

Don't ask why, the second master just believes in Xiao Fan.

"Lead the way. Park Ki-jung sneered and said lightly.

The second master and others took the lead, Park Ki and others followed, and a group of people walked out of the court.

The girls outside the venue couldn't wait and rushed towards Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan's face changed slightly, and he whispered in the second master's ear: "Don't care how arrogant he is, as long as you give the money, beat him!"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Fan turned around and yelled Mom, and quickly ran away.

"Xiao Fan, don't run!

Most of the sister papers were very reserved, standing there in disappointment, not chasing, but a small number of fanatical sister papers quickly chased after them, and soon chased Xiao Fan and disappeared.

The corners of the second master's mouth hooked up a faint smile, and then he regained his composure and took Park Ki and others to the Liberal Arts Academy.

The sister paper who was almost insulted by Park Ki-jung is a sophomore in the College of Arts and Sciences.

At this time, when this sister saw Park Ki-jung, she trembled with fear and hid behind the second master.

"Don't be afraid, he's here to compensate you for your mental loss, open your phone, enter your card number, and I'll take it and ask him to transfer it. The second master comforted.

The sister paper was suspicious, but she still pursed her mouth and took out her mobile phone, entered the card number, and after the second master took it, she came to Park Ki-jung and sneered: "Transfer money." ”

Park Ki-jung also sneered and operated on his mobile phone.

Ding dong.

My sister's mobile phone rang, she took the phone and took a look, and found that there was really a million more in the card, like a dream, looking at the second master's eyes full of gratitude, and a special emotion: "Thank you." ”

"Okay, I've given the money too, and today's business is over, but in the future, you have to be careful. Park Ki-jung stared at the second master, threatened, waved his hand at the people behind him, and turned around to leave.

Suddenly, a group of boys hula rushed in and blocked the door of the classroom.

"What do you mean?" Park Ki-jung's face turned ugly, and he turned his head and asked coldly.

"What do you mean?" The second master smiled, pinched his hand, the bone joints clicked, and his expression was fierce: "If you don't apologize, you want to leave?" brothers, clean up this mallet!"

"You dare!" Park Ki-jung never thought that these people would really dare to do it!

"Ahh

In an instant, everyone on the second master's side came out of the cage like a tiger, and Park Ki-jung was actually a taekwondo master, so he easily dodged, but the people behind him couldn't dodge, and he was directly hit and screamed.

There is a great disadvantage in terms of numbers, and the space in the classroom is also very small, although Park Ki-jung is good, but the second master is not bad, and the two are evenly matched.

In less than a minute, Park Ki-jung's teammates were all to the end, and then, everyone rushed to Park Ki-jung, all with fierce expressions.

The so-called indiscriminate punching to kill the master, no matter how powerful Park Jizhong is, he is not Xiao Fan, he was besieged by the second master and everyone, and after a while, he screamed and fell to the ground, and everyone gathered together and kept kicking with his feet, so painful that Park Jizhong held his head with both hands and screamed more than once.

"Damn, what are you doing?" Xiao Fan's figure appeared at the door, and after a loud roar, he rushed in, punching one by one, knocking everyone on the second master's side to the ground, but at the same time, without Park Jizhong noticing, Xiao Fan's fist was imprinted on Park Jizhong's lower abdomen.

After a slight sting, there was no abnormality, and Park Ki-jung didn't know that Xiao Fan had hit him.

"Ahh

When Xiao Fan punched the second master in the stomach, the second master blinked, obviously not in pain, but he still screamed and fell to the ground, unwilling to ask, "Why?"

"Why?" Xiao Fan helped up Park Jizhong, whose nose was blue and his face was swollen like a pig's head, and looked at the second master angrily and said: "I helped you win, but I didn't let you beat him! You are too much! How can you beat someone?"

As he spoke, Xiao Fan asked Park Ki-jung, "Are you okay?" Do you want me to help you take revenge?"