"You students, you are so lawless that you dare to fight at school"

Zhao Yi shouted at the group of students in front of him, looking angry.

In the face of Zhao Yi's reprimand, these students did not speak, but chose to remain silent.

They have all experienced a lot of this kind of thing, and the lecture is regarded as the wind in their ears.

Seeing the group of students in front of him, Zhao Yi looked like he hated iron and couldn't make steel: "You students, you spend your parents' money to come here to fight? Can't you think more about your parents?"

The student kept his head down, still not speaking.

Yang Fan watched from the side, and didn't bother to speak.

He doesn't like to lecture, and it's not his job, he prefers to do it.

Dealing with the gang of gangster students in front of him, he felt that only strong measures could work.

"Everyone remembers a big mistake, and next time, call your parents to come and see me," Zhao Yi scolded loudly.

Of course, he could only scold with his mouth, and he really didn't dare to do it in his heart.

He was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, he recruited a security guard who could fight.

I thought that Yang Fan would be a little better, but he didn't expect it to be so fierce, dealing with more than a hundred students by himself, and beating them all.

Each student took a big demerit and went back to their dorms to rest.

"Yang Jian, you have to be careful whether you are at school or outside in the future," Zhao Yi reminded Yang Fan.

He knew in his heart that those students weren't going to leave it at that.

And the real student leaders are not in the school.

If that student leader wanted to attack Yang Fan, the consequences would definitely be serious.

Chen Dong's beating is an example.

"Director Zhao, don't worry, I'll be careful," Yang Fan nodded.

Zhao Yi didn't say much, and then left.

By the next day, the students were talking about the events of the previous night.

"Have you heard, all the people on the fifth floor of the boys' dormitory were beaten last night, and I heard that it was a new security guard who did it"

"I've also heard that the security guard is very powerful, and one person can knock down those guys on the fifth floor, it's fun to think about it."

"I think the security guard will be unlucky in the future, after all, the people on the fifth floor are all mixed up with Duan Wei, if Duan Wei comes forward, it will be a big deal."

Although Yang Fan's single-handedly challenging deeds of a group of students on the fifth floor were sensational, many students knew that things would not be counted like this.

Because everyone knows that the gang on the fifth floor is following Duan Wei.

Duan Wei is a well-known black second generation in the aristocratic high school, relying on his identity as a black second generation to run rampant in the school, and at the same time recruit many younger brothers.

Moreover, Duan Wei acted arrogantly and was fierce.

But after several days, no movement was heard, and many people were puzzled.

Could it be that his own people are being bullied, and Duan Wei doesn't come forward?

On Saturday, Yang Fan was standing guard in front of the school gate when a student suddenly ran over to ask for help.

"Hurry up, there are a few students from other schools beating up our students over there"

The student ran over and shouted in a panic.

"Students from other schools dare to come here to find trouble, you take me over" Hearing that a student from another school came to look for trouble, Mazi immediately came out of the security room.

"There are a lot of them, you should go over quickly," the student shouted to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan didn't say anything, and followed the student towards a vacant lot behind the school.

When he arrived, he did not see the so-called beaten student, but a group of people with wooden sticks and water and iron pipes standing aside.

These people are all young people in society, and there are also these students.

Seeing this scene, Mazi was so frightened that her legs went weak: "My mother, what the hell is going on?"

"Their goal is me, you can go," Yang Fan said lightly.

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Mazi also understood in his heart.

The last time Yang Fan provoked the students in the aristocratic school, he must have been hated, and now the other party is here to take revenge.

"That guy, if you don't want to die, get away"

A young man with dyed blond hair, walking out with a steel pipe in his hand, shouted at Mazi.

When Mazi heard that he could leave, he didn't care about Yang Fan, so he ran away.

Yang Fan has been surrounded, and there are more than a hundred people on the other side, all of whom have playful smiles on their faces.

"Little security guard, you dare to touch my Duan Wei's people, you are really impatient"

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old student walked out, staring at Yang Fan with an arrogant expression.

This student is Duan Wei, the second generation of black in aristocratic high school.

"Boss, this guy is not lazy, we have to be careful," Yan Bin reminded.

"It's just a security guard, no matter how powerful he is, what can he do?" Duan Wei said with a disdainful face: "I don't believe he can put down more than a hundred of us."

"Hehe, Duan Shao, don't worry, no matter how powerful this guy is, he can't wait for the brothers to stick him" The golden-haired young man said with a smile.

Duan Wei looked at Yang Fan with a playful smile, and said arrogantly: "If you don't want to be beaten to death, you can kneel down and kowtow to me, and then lick my toes until I am satisfied."

"Hahaha, being able to lick Duan Shao's toes is a blessing that your kid has cultivated for eight lifetimes."

"So you kid should be moved, hurry up and come over and kneel and lick it"

"If you don't, I'll make sure you're not in all fours."

A group of thugs burst into laughter and looked at Yang Fan with a playful expression.

In their eyes, Yang Fan has nowhere to escape.

Yang Fan didn't speak, his gaze staring at the group of people in front of him gradually became cold.

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't show any performance, the corners of Duan Wei's mouth hooked up a cruel arc: "Do it, abolish him for me"

With an order, more than 100 people rushed up with wooden sticks and iron pipes.

Standing in place, Yang Fan didn't move, but waited.

The spiritual power operated, and a fierce momentum emanated from him, giving people a sense of palpitations.

Soon, a guy smashed up with an iron pipe, the momentum was fierce, if an ordinary person smashed it in vain, his head would definitely bloom.

Seeing that he was about to be hit, Yang Fan moved.

He slammed his fist out with a powerful force.

With a bang, the man's iron pipe bent instantly, and then flew out of his hand.

Before he could react, Yang Fan kicked out fiercely, hitting the man's chest, only hearing the sound of the sternum breaking, and the whole person was kicked away.

At this time, everyone else surrounded and began to besiege Yang Fan.

The figure moves like a ghost, nimbly dodging and attacking.

Every time you make a shot, someone gets knocked off.

To deal with these people, Yang Fan will not show mercy to his subordinates, and if he shoots, he will cripple people, either with broken hands or broken feet.

In less than five minutes, more than 100 people were lying on the ground, wailing.

Standing in the crowd, Yang Fan was tall and tall, exuding a trembling momentum.

Yan Duanwei looked at all this in front of him blankly, and the whole person was already scared stupid.

He couldn't believe the scene in front of him, but it was all in front of him.

"Who the hell is this guy" Duan Wei was shocked in his heart, and he was about to be frightened.

When he met Yang Fan's cold gaze, Duan Wei's body shivered involuntarily.