Chapter 4: The Conspiracy of Beauty
Yang Fan pursed his lips, turned his head to look at Liu Mengyun, and secretly thought in his heart that the little girl was not stupid, she even knew how to avoid this group of people, "Stand behind me, don't let them hurt you," he instructed Liu Mengyun, and took a few steps forward, "What, you are here to take revenge?" ”
The young man known as the eldest brother wrinkled his brows and glanced at Yang Fan, waved his hand: "Fight!" Fight to the death! ”
More than a dozen young people didn't say a word, and they all took out and threw them at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan shook his head, kicked the young man in front of him with a flying kick, and then clenched his fists and suddenly made a 'crackling' sound, "If you don't want to die, get out of here!" ”
Two throwing sticks came on, Yang Fan did not dodge or dodge but reached out to grab the two throwing sticks, and then swiped down the two throwing sticks with both hands and directly buckled the wrists of the two young people, his hands were slightly forced, and he heard the two young people scream "Ah", seeing that their wrists had been dislocated.
Catching the throwing stick that was about to land, Yang Fan rushed towards the crowd like a wild wolf, and the two throwing sticks in his hand were danced and let out a whistling sound.
Thirty seconds later, more than a dozen young people covered different parts of their bodies and wailed, while their eldest brother stood stupidly in place, looking at Yang Fan with some stammering, "You, do you know who I am?" ”
Raising his foot and kicking the big brother to the ground, Yang Fan glared and said sharply: "No matter who you are?" Before I saw you bullying others, I would put you in the hospital! ”
"I ......" The eldest brother propped his hands on the ground, and wanted to say a few cruel words, but when he saw Yang Fan's raised slinger, he immediately shut up.
"Get out! Get out of here! ”
Yang Fan still put the throwing stick on the ground, glanced at the group of ruffians with disdain, and then looked at Liu Mengyun, who was a little shocked, and said softly: "It's a bit too much for me to do, but let's go, we have to go to school tomorrow." ”
Liu Mengyun pursed her lips, twitched her nose and nodded reluctantly, but muttered psychologically: "What's it, it's obviously that you're excessive, hmph, I didn't see it, it's really powerful." ”
Driving back to the villa, Liu Mengyun sneezed as soon as he entered the door, and it seemed that the basin of cold water played a certain role.
Yang Fan looked left and right a little embarrassed, and then said helplessly: "You wait a while to sleep, I'll cook you some ginger soup." ”
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Holding a bowl of ginger soup in front of Liu Mengyun, Yang Fan muttered: "The body is really bad, women just can't do it." ”
"What?" Liu Mengyun stared, and asked dissatisfiedly.
"It's nothing, drink it quickly," Yang Fan licked the corner of his mouth and yawned.
In the early morning of the second day, Liu Mengyun completely caught a cold, and Yang Fan was responsible for breakfast as a patient.
After eating, the two rushed to the class, and there were many people in the class, and when they saw the two of them coming together, they were all whispering.
Yang Fan didn't care what others thought, and sat directly with Liu Mengyun. Liu Mengyun held her forehead angrily, planning to stop talking to Yang Fan.
As soon as the class time arrived, the teacher stood on the podium with the textbook and talked endlessly. Yang Fan fell asleep when he heard this, and finally fell asleep with his head pillow and his arms sideways facing Liu Mengyun.
Liu Mengyun's little white teeth were intertwined, as if she was eating Yang Fan's meat, and suddenly she smiled slyly, and her right arm secretly stretched out to Yang Fan's waist.
"Ahh
With a howl, the teacher who was writing on the blackboard was frightened, and the chalk fell directly to the ground, and the rest of the students were also woken up, looking at Yang Fan dumbfounded, no one knew what this guy was called.
Yang Fan grinned at Liu Mengyun, lowered his voice and asked, "Why are you pinching me?" ”
Liu Mengyun stuck out her tongue and lowered her head with joy, looking at her trembling delicate body, she knew how happy she was.
"Yang Fan, you stand up for me, you say, what are you doing crying wolf?"
The teacher angrily slapped the textbook on the table, making a 'pop' sound.
The aggrieved Yang Fan squinted at Liu Mengyun and explained helplessly: "Teacher, I had a nightmare. ”
"You! You give it out! The teacher pointed out the door angrily, and he was powerless to talk to Yang Fan.
Glaring at Liu Mengyun viciously, Yang Fan closed the teachers in the gloating gaze of everyone, leaning against the wall with a wry smile.
"The little girl is really ruthless, and she dares to yin me," Yang Fan pouted, feeling quite interesting, otherwise it would be very boring to go to class every day.
Yang Fan ran to the toilet, took out a cigarette and hung it in his mouth, smoked it, looked at the students coming and going outside the window, he recalled the bloody scenes abroad, and did not feel that the current life was actually more suitable for him.
After class, Yang Fan ran back to the classroom, he and Liu Mengyun were preparing to have a verbal battle, but they didn't expect a group of young people to suddenly appear outside the door, the young man led by Yang Fan was the red hair that Yang Fan taught yesterday, and today the red hair gathered more than a dozen young people to take revenge.
"Hey, boy, aren't you very good? Have I seen how many people you've beaten a dozen? Brothers, give him some color and see! The red-haired young man leaned his neck triumphantly and sat down on a table.
Liu Mengyun pursed her lips and looked at the red-haired young man pitifully, she saw Yang Fan's violent side with her own eyes last night, and it was estimated that the red-haired man was going to be unlucky, thinking that she didn't say anything, anyway, after being taught a lesson by Yang Fan, the red-haired man would no longer entangle himself.
"What a nuisance!" Yang Fan muttered, he must decide to be ruthless when he shoots, he must beat them to be afraid, and they will come to provoke themselves in the future, "Give you a chance to get out quickly, don't let you all crawl out today!" ”
Hearing such arrogant words, the red-haired young man and others all leaked disdain, and the surrounding classmates also pointed and whispered.
"Cut, this guy is really arrogant."
"Let him pretend, he will be beaten into a pig's head in one moment, see how arrogant he is!"
"This Zhang Fan should be beaten, I saw that he has been pestering Mengyun, and he doesn't look at his virtues, and he also wants to pursue Mengyun."
Yang Fan grinned, suddenly picked up a wooden chair, and looked coldly at the red-haired young man and the others, which seemed to say, 'Come on, whoever comes, I will smash whoever comes!' ’。
The red-haired young man and the others were a little frightened, the weapon in Yang Fan's hand was too fierce, if he was really smashed, he would definitely have to go to the hospital to lie down for a few days.
"Don't be afraid! We can use his chair too, I don't believe I can't kill him! The red-haired young man looked angry, and easily held the chair against Yang Fan.
Yang Fan knew that he didn't dare to smash it with a chair as soon as he saw the appearance of the red-haired young man, grinned, and said arrogantly: "Okay, give you a chance, I'll stand still, you can smash me." ”
"Uh......" The red-haired young man was stunned, his eyes were glaring as if he was looking at an idiot, he grinned and stepped forward a few times, scolding: "Damn, don't think I don't dare!" ”
"Humph!" Yang Fan snorted lightly, expressing his disdain.
"What do you mean? Is there a kind of you smash me? The red-haired young man shouted angrily by the neck that he didn't believe that the bastard in front of him would dare to smash him.
"Okay!"
Yang Fan was waiting for his words, carrying the chair, he slowly approached the red-haired young man under everyone's annotation, and the chair in his hand dragged the ground, making an indescribable harsh sound.