Chapter 19 Hands-on

When Fang Yan arrived at the school, everyone in Lishan Middle School was talking about the toilet explosion yesterday.

"Did you hear that, Li Hu almost suffocated to death by. ”

"Of course I know that I was there yesterday when they were pulled out of the manure tank, and that mouth was full of ......"

"Don't say it, it's disgusting!"

"Haha...... This time it may be God's eyes, and those gangsters in all grades are all smelling of. ”

"I heard there are a few girls!"

Hearing these conversations, Fang Yan felt very guilty, and those who felt guilty had to hum a small tune.

I looked like I missed a good show last night.

"Dialects?"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation in my ears.

Fang Yan turned his head to look suspiciously, but Yan Min didn't know when he appeared behind him.

Seeing Yan Min, Fang Yan was a little puzzled.

Although this woman is Zhou Shiyun's best friend, she has always looked down on him.

When you meet, you will be cynical.

What kind of wind is blowing today, this woman actually took the initiative to greet him.

"Where did you run last night?"

Yan Min stared at Fang Yan, anger surging in the depths of his eyes.

Last night, she and Zhou Shiyun were beaten because of dialect.

It turned out that this guy was fine, and nothing happened.

"Me?"

The dialect is inexplicable.

When did this woman care so much about herself?

Could it be that he became handsome?

"That's you!"

Yan Min stretched out his finger and pointed at Fang Yan's nose and roared, "Do you know that Shi Yun and I were slapped by that slut for you last night......?"

"Hey, little beauty, don't be so fierce to my man. ”

Before Yan Min could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a soft voice.

Immediately after that, the fragrant wind struck, and a beautiful woman full of seductive power appeared in front of her.

"If my man offends you in any way, please bear with me, because ...... He's not something you can mess with. ”

Yan Min's head was buzzing.

What did she just hear?

This beautiful and jealous woman, speaking in tongues is her man?

Yan Min felt that the whole person was not good.

Nangong Ziyue smiled slightly, and grabbed Fang Yan's arm as if no one was around, "We didn't have an in-depth understanding last night, why don't we go again tonight?"

"Boom!"

Yan Min felt like she was going to explode.

Last night, Zhou Shiyun slapped both of them by that slut for the sake of this scumbag.

As a result, this scumbag went to spend the moon with other foxy women.

This is unbearable!

Intolerable!

I can't bear it!

"Dialect, you scumbag!"

Yan Min rounded his arm and slapped it directly towards Fang Yan's face.

But this slap was stopped by a hand as warm as jade.

"Don't yell at my man, let alone do it to my man, you can't afford to mess with me, really!"

After speaking, as soon as Nangong Ziyue's hand was loosened, Yan Min stumbled and almost fell.

"Fang Yan, you scumbag, you actually bullied me with this foxy woman!"

Yan Minqi stomped his feet.

"I said beauty, be careful when you speak, you are all highly educated, don't be so unqualified. ”

Nangong Ziyue turned her head to look at Yan Min, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and Yan Min couldn't help but shudder.

"I ......"

Yan Min was so angry that he stomped his feet, turned around and left.

She never wants to see this scumbag again.

It's infuriating!

The dialect is confused.

Yan Min said that they were beaten by sluts for him last night.

'Slut', who is that?

And why were they beaten?

Fang Yan had the heart to catch up and ask, but Nangong Ziyue held his arm and said coquettishly: "Class is coming soon." ”

Feeling the murderous gaze around him, Fang Yan trembled all over, and hurriedly walked towards the classroom.

Walking into the classroom, Zhou Shiyun was already sitting in her seat.

Seeing Fang Yan, Zhou Shiyun asked eagerly, "Fang Yan, are you okay?"

Fang Yan shook his head, and the next moment, the whole person was stunned.

On the left side of Zhou Shiyun's face, there were five finger prints, although they were not very clear, but the dialect was still found.

"What's going on?"

The dialect's voice suddenly froze.

Zhou Shiyun has always regarded him as a friend.

Even if everyone was ridiculing him, Zhou Shiyun was the only one who comforted him.

Now Zhou Shiyun was beaten, and according to Yan Min, it was because of him.

"What?"

Zhou Shiyun's eyes were a little flustered.

She deliberately rubbed a lot of powder in the morning, can you still see it?

"Why do you have finger prints on your face?"

Fang Yan asked in a deep voice.

"Finger prints?"

Zhou Shiyun couldn't help but reach out and touch her left cheek, and then chuckled: "Sister is also an adult, of course you have to dress up, but the first time you dress up, you wipe a lot of powder, and there are a few handprints when you press your hand, don't you feel ugly?"

"Is that so? But how did I hear that you were beaten because of me?"

The dialect was annoyed.

Since someone doesn't like him, just look for him directly, why bully irrelevant people?

"That's right, the squad leader was beaten because of you, a waste, and the person who beat the squad leader is Mr. Fan, if you have the ability, you will go to avenge the squad leader, don't fucking pretend to be here if you don't do anything, you will be annoyed when you see you. ”

Suddenly, a discordant voice came.

But it was the buddy Zhou Shiyun asked last night, Kong Lingxue.

"Mr. Fan?"

Fang Yan patted his head, and finally understood who Yan Min was talking about.

Slut & Jianren?

"Actually, it's not because you pulled, at that time I said in the crowd that Fan Biao should learn a lesson this time and be a good person in the future, but Mr. Fan heard it, and Fan Biao happened to be fished up from the manure tank, Mr. Fan was angry, so he slapped me, and the police also said that both sides were at fault, and it was even. ”

Zhou Shiyun saw the appearance of the dialect, for fear that he would really go to Fan Jianren stupidly, and hurriedly explained.

"Don't worry, I will definitely pay him back for you with this slap. ”

Fang Yan's eyes were cold.

Originally, he wanted to play slowly with this Fan Jianren, but now he can't wait.

"Cut! Who wouldn't say big words? If you have the ability, go to Mr. Fan now?"

"That is, if Fan Biao hadn't been unlucky last night and encountered a septic tank burst, some people might still be lying in the hospital now. ”

"People who have the ability have always only done and don't say anything, and only those who don't have the ability will babble all day long. ”

“……”

Hearing this, Kong Lingxue and the others instantly turned on the mockery mode.

The main thing is that they are aggrieved.

There were so many people last night, but the dialect was clean.

How can they let go of such hatred?

Moreover, Zhou Shiyun was originally the school flower, and she was the class president, and she was very popular in the class.

Now he is being beaten because of the dialect, which makes many people in the class look at the dialect unpleasantly.

Not to mention, there is also a Nangong Ziyue by his side who is specifically responsible for pulling hatred.

Yes, hearing the ridicule of Kong Lingxue and others, the rest of the class also looked at Fang Yan with a look of banter and disdain.

"It's morning reading time, can you read a good book?"

Zhou Shiyun yelled at everyone indignantly, and then looked at Fang Yan, "Hurry back to your seat, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, you just have a heart." ”

Let Fang Yan go to Fan Jianren now, isn't that a death?

What happened to Fan Biao and others last night, but there is a credit to the dialect.

Fang Yan nodded, "I'll go to the toilet." ”

With that, he turned and walked out.

For Kong Lingxue and others, he didn't pay attention to them at all.

After entering the toilet, Fang Yan directly took out his mobile phone and dialed Xue Lan's number.

"Xuelan, all the deployments against Fan Jianren...... Start it all. ”

Xue Lan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It's the young master, this afternoon, I will let Fan Jianren have nothing." ”

Fang Yan didn't say much, just hung up the phone and walked towards the classroom.

……

Tokai Hospital, Special Ward.

Fan Jianren, who hadn't slept all night, looked at Fan Biao lying on the bed with red eyes, and his heart was full of anger, but he couldn't find a punching bag.

At that moment, a figure appeared behind him.

"Mr. Fan, Louis has found it. ”

Fan Jianren was startled, and suddenly turned his head to look at his most powerful subordinate, Fan Tong.

"Where?"

Louis has always been a piece of Fan Jianren's heart.

Not only Louis himself, but also the forces behind him.

"He died, his head was cut off, and he was found in the same manure tank as the young master. ”

Fan Tong hurriedly whispered.

"What?"

Fan Jianren jumped up violently, his eyes widening in disbelief.

That's the king of the underworld, the king of mercenaries.

Just died quietly in the East China Sea?

Fan Jianren's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat.

It was as if he had seen the angry wolffangs, carrying blood-dripping knives, rushing towards him.

"The other clues have not been found yet, and the only thing that is certain is that Louis had already drawn two guns at that time, but he didn't have time to shoot. ”

Fan Tong explained.

Fan Jianren's head buzzed.

Louis didn't even get a chance to shoot.

So what kind of person is his opponent?

Thinking about it makes Fan Jianren shudder.

The only thing that made him happy was that the enemy didn't seem to be targeting their Fan family.

After all, Fan Biao is still alive.

After turning around in place several times, Fan Jianren frowned and looked at Fan Tong, "Is there anything else?"

"Mr. Fan, the dialect that Young Master Fan Biao wants to get rid of, went to school this morning. ”

Fan Tong said cautiously.

"What?"

When Fan Jianren heard this, he was immediately so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

That little bastard, it's not even dead.

Fan Tong hurriedly told all the information he had.

"What?"

Fan Jianren turned around suddenly, his face gloomy as water.

"You mean, that kid was there when Biao Zi had an accident?"

Fan Tong nodded, "Someone saw with their own eyes that Feifei Wong introduced the dialect and a woman into the alley, and then it didn't take long for the septic tank in the alley to burst. ”

Hearing this, Fan Jianren's brows furrowed tightly, and the killing intent on his face was no longer hidden.

"Do your best to find out what happened to the woman who was with Fang Yan last night, as for Fang Yan, he can't die for the time being, but I can't let him feel better. ”

Fan Tong's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly said, "Yes, my subordinates will do it." ”