Listening to the sound of the wind breaking through the air in his ears, Meng Fan was very surprised that the mysterious person could still get up and attack, when did he become so vulnerable by attacking?

But time didn't allow him to think too much, so he pulled Zheng Jiayi away suddenly, her back seemed to have eyes, her head quickly twisted to the side, and at the same time, her shoulders exerted force, and she quickly pushed upward.

Click-

The shoulder and the mysterious man's wrist collided together, making a crisp sound, with Meng Fan's understanding of the human body, he knew that his wrist was knocked out by himself, but such an injury was not a matter of injury to the mysterious man in front of him, and recovery was a matter of minutes.

With a successful blow, Meng Fan did not stop there, and kicked backwards quickly and domineeringly, this kick did not work, the mysterious man toe on the ground a little, and in an instant, the two opened a distance of three or four meters.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Fan quickly turned around and rushed forward quickly, but the mysterious man was not idle, grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard, "Click!" With a bang, the bones were reset.

At the same time as he was reset, Meng Fan also came to him, I don't know if it was his arrogance, but he still underestimated Meng Fan's speed, and the master's moves, even a little mistake, were fatal.

Meng Fan smashed a punch into the mysterious man's chest, but it felt like hitting a snakeskin, most of his strength was removed, and his fist also slipped aside.

The mysterious man showed a wicked smile on his face, but he couldn't laugh the next moment, and he saw a sneer on Meng Fan's face, followed by a sharp pain in his ribs.

Click-

Meng Fan instantly broke his two ribs with a successful blow, and quickly retreated.

Just as a punch was thrown to his body, it was clear what was going on. It's not that his iron backing skills have weakened, but that his Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu has been practiced to a very strong level.

The body can rotate 360 degrees freely like a snake, but there is also a fatal weakness, and that is in his ribs, he is a human after all, not a snake.

Meng Fan stepped back and launched a lightning attack, quickly kicking him in the jaw at close range, directly knocking the opponent to the ground like a devastating one!

At this time, Meng Fan was very angry, he tolerated everywhere, but the other party killed step by step, he was not a Buddha, he did not cut meat to feed the eagle, and sacrificed himself to feed the tiger to the supreme understanding.

Grabbing the wrist of the mysterious man holding the dagger, he twisted it forcefully and made a "click" sound, which was no longer an ordinary joint misalignment, but a staggered hand with a staggered hand.

Traditional Chinese medicine can not only straighten the bones, but also be the best master of bone removal.

It seems slow, but it's all done in an instant.

The mysterious man had no ability to fight again, and Meng Fan's eyes fell on his wrist, and he saw a golden tiger with wings, stepping on auspicious clouds and roaring angrily in the sky.

Suddenly, he chuckled, and a bad premonition arose.

Mystery man, mysterious tattoo? His brows tightened, and his mind worked quickly, but he couldn't come up with anything after looking through his entire mind.

Meng Fan kicked him away with a slam kick, staring coldly at the mysterious man on the ground, hoping to see something, but unfortunately, he was disappointed.

Seeing that the mysterious man who fell to the ground was very stiff, not only did not panic appear on his face, but sneered constantly, even if Meng Fan used the wrong hand to disassemble his wrist, he only frowned.

"Who the hell are you?" Meng was not surprised that he behaved like this, looking at him as if he was telling something ordinary.

"What do you say?" The mysterious man slowly got up from the ground and picked up the dagger despite the pain in his body.

Although Meng Fan had long known that this would be the result, he was still a little lost in his heart, and he didn't speak, but his intuition told him that he must have overlooked something important.

"It seems that you are indeed a master, but I hope you can keep being good." When the mysterious man left, he did not forget to threaten the exit.

Meng Fan didn't make the slightest movement, as if he hadn't heard the other party's words, and at this time, Zheng Jiayi came to him very carefully, seeing that he was thinking about the problem, and did not interfere.

For about three minutes, Meng Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought that the golden Meng Hu was the symbol of the Golden Tiger Society, which he had heard the master mention before.

Founded thirty years ago, the Golden Tiger Society is a group of organizations specializing in assassination, with a large number of masters, proficient in poison development, and veritable underground rats.

I don't know when I offended them, and it was a very troublesome thing to be targeted by the Golden Tiger Society. It's not that I'm afraid of them, I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm afraid of thieves, so I shook my head bitterly.

"Meng Fan, what did you think of?" Zheng Jiayi looked at Meng Fan with a very strange look, but she still couldn't hold back her curious question.

"Nothing, just a little curious about the man." Meng Fanyang flicked his shoulders helplessly.

It's better not to let her know about these things, but it's not that Zheng Jiayi is worried that she will talk nonsense, but because she cares about her safety, even if she goes out to say it, she won't believe it.

"Whatever, maybe it's a nervous disorder, right? Let's hurry up and eat, or don't eat at school anymore, and eat outside. Zheng Jiayi's eyes rolled, today I feel that it is really unsmooth in school, and there are twists and turns in having a meal.

Heaven was destined to play a joke with Zheng Jiayi, and as soon as she finished speaking, two men in police uniforms walked quickly towards them.

They were of different ages, one was an old policeman in his thirties, and he had a young policeman who looked like he had just graduated from a police academy.

"Meng Fan, they won't be coming at us, right?" Zheng Jiayi didn't blink her eyes, and looked at the police who came quickly.

"Shouldn't you? I just got into a fight, and I didn't even fly so fast, right? Meng Fan said this, but he was still not sure.

"You are Meng Fan?" Two policemen came up to them, the older one speaking in a cold tone, while the younger one stood aside with a cold face.

"I am, what's the matter?" Since he was sure that he was looking for himself, Meng Fan still answered very carefully.

"We received a report from someone, you are related to a fight case, please go to the bureau with us to investigate." The older policeman knew that the college students were fighting, it was nothing more than jealousy, there was nothing bad about it, and the exit was quite kind.

"I don't know who reported the crime? With whom did you fight? Meng Fan looked embarrassed and touched his nose in embarrassment.

This is not that Meng Fan is deliberately looking for trouble, he just wants to determine who called the police, after all, he beat two people today, and he really doesn't dare to confirm it.

"Don't you know what you're doing? I also want to say, I don't have time to talk to you, hurry up and come with us. "The young policeman was not good-looking, and he took out the handcuffs from his body and wanted to take people.

"You don't have to panic, we just came from Zhang Xiao, of course we won't listen to their one-sided words, you better investigate with us, right? The other party is injured and hospitalized, and you are suspected of injuring someone. "The older cops stopped the young cops.

"Oh well! I'll go with you. Listening to the old policeman say this, he naturally didn't want to say anything, not to mention that he didn't feel that he had broken any law.

Meng Fan was relieved to know the answer, but he was still a little confused in his heart, since Zhang Yazhi had already leveled with himself, who called the police?

At this time, a figure appeared in his mind, Xue Qiming.

"Why did you arrest Meng Fan? He didn't break any law. Zhang Jiayi spread her arms in front of Meng Fan and said loudly.

"It's okay, Jiayi, this is the job of the police, we have to cooperate, and besides, I haven't done anything, don't worry." Meng Fan grabbed the front of the policeman and spoke, reaching out to pull her behind him to avoid trouble.

"Whether he is guilty or not is not up to you." The young policeman said very unscenely.

"Then who do you say has the final say?"

Meng Fan stopped what he was doing, and his temper immediately came up, he originally wanted to appease Zheng Jiayi to go to the police station to understand the situation, since they didn't appreciate it, forget it.

"Xiao Jiang, how can you speak!" The older policeman turned his head to Meng Fan as he spoke, and said with a smile: "He is new here, and there are some things that he doesn't know too much about." ”

As for why he was so polite to Meng Fan, there were two reasons, the first was that he had a little background in studying at Longjiang University; The most important thing is that he feels that Meng Fan is very kind, and he can clearly see his intentions just now.

"I'm going too." Zheng Jiayi said with a firm face, she also knew that things had reached the point where it could not be explained clearly in two sentences.

"Well, then!" The two policemen glanced at each other and led the two of them outside the school.

Fifteen minutes later, at the entrance of the police station; The two policemen took Meng Fan and Zheng Jiayi out of the car, and it is worth mentioning that the police station and the university are not far away, which is also deliberately arranged by the government in consideration of the safety of college students.

The two took Meng Fan to the interrogation room and asked Zheng Jiayi to wait outside.

"Brother Li, let me try this prisoner, right? He doesn't have any major cases, and I have to learn too, don't I? The young policeman surnamed Jiang said with a smile.

Meng Fan sat on a chair, and when he heard him say such things, he felt a little bad, and he didn't know what the reason was, the young policeman had always looked down on Meng Fan.

"Okay, you can judge it. I'm in charge of the records. The policeman surnamed Li thought about it and agreed, saying that there would be no accident if he was still here.

"Name?"

"Meng Fan."

"Age?"

“22”

“……”

After some tedious questions and answers, I finally got to the point, and saw the policeman surnamed Jiang standing up, lighting a cigarette, and staring at Meng Fan.

"Did you beat Zhang Xiao?" The policeman surnamed Jiang glared at Meng Fan and slapped the table and shouted.

His loud shout startled the old policeman beside him, and looked at him with strange eyes, feeling that Xiao Jiang's problem was not appropriate, and frowned a little unpleasantly.

Meng Fan sighed, he knew that the young policeman in front of him had something to do with Zhang Xiao, and it seemed that he couldn't get out of the police station safely today.

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