But Fan Jianxin looked at the gang as if he was nothing, his face was full of disdain and contempt.

Fan Jianxin had already kicked in his heart several times and evaluated the few people in front of him.

The rough old guy with a big beard, no need to ask, it must be Ma Zhanbiao! Although Fan Jianxin had never seen him in his previous life and in this life, he had never seen him before today. The eight young people around him were obviously his disciples, the "Eight Tigers" that made the people of Mizhou in the mid-eighties afraid of it.

They are a gang of scourge of fighting for the sake of fighting.

Fan Jianxin felt that it would be most appropriate to give them a crime - "fighting criminals", if there was such a criminal term.

In his previous life, Fan Jianxin heard that Ma Zhanbiao had eight disciples, all of whom were tigers. entered Ma Zhanbiao's door, and they all gave a stage name with the word "tiger".

In addition to practicing martial arts, they like to find people to fight and find people to practice, and later developed into a brawl gang that does all kinds of evil.

In the end, seven people were arrested by the police and sentenced to various sentences of imprisonment or re-education through labor, and even their master, Ma Zhanbiao, was arrested for abetting.

Today, these gangs are just a bunch of brainless vertebrates, nothing more.

The three people in this gang, Fan Jianxin has seen, are the three people who were beaten by him and Erhezi that night.

Now, their legs and hands, which were broken by Fan Jianxin that day, seem to have recovered.

Not far from the gang, he saw the two of them standing close together, his two classmates - Chen Jiaxin and Xia Luoke.

"Hehe......" Fan Jianxin sneered, it is estimated that these two attracted this group of people, "I want to mess up my college entrance examination tomorrow!" He couldn't help but be angry, and his normally calm face gradually revealed anger......

"Cheap! ——”

At this time, a young man who had been beaten by Fan Jianxin that night pointed at Fan Jianxin and barked like a dog: "Your time of death has arrived!" We're here to get revenge on you today! He paused for a moment, and then said, "However, this chick next to you, let her stay with me for one night, and I can spare you from dying......"

Without waiting for Fan Jianxin to answer, he heard the bearded martial artist in his fifties snort fiercely, and the frightened young man shrank back, making a quail and not daring to speak.

Fan Jianxin didn't speak, his eyes were unscrupulous and provocative, looking at the bearded old man in his prime with a face full of disdain, contempt and disgust, like looking at a shell.

"I, my name is Ma Zhanbiao, the boxer of the 'Huimen School' in Weizhou, have you heard of it?"

"Horse ...... Curling up? ...... Haven't heard of it. ”

"You?! ...... Sure enough, it's cheap! Hum...... You're really poisonous, two of my three apprentices had their arms broken by you, and one had their legs broken by you, and we have to settle this account......"

"Oh......" Fan Jianxin pretended to be abrupt and said, "That's because you're not ......"

"Uh, what do you say?"

"If you're here, you'll have a broken hand or a leg!"

"Bastard lamb! Believe it or not, I'll kill you right away! ......”

"Humph! Martha, I believe you...... Believe you, it's weird! ”

"Cheap! Don't just take advantage of your tongue for a while, wait, wait for me to let you taste the power of my apprentice...... I gave you a war letter, did you? ”

Fan Jianxin's contemptuous appearance made Ma Zhanbiao very angry, and he spoke a little unfavorably today.

"That 'note' you were talking about? ...... Torn, torn by me. Do you think that there is a fight, like the confrontation between the two armies in ancient times, and now it is the eighties, and there is still a war book? ”

"Torn?! You tore up my war book? ......”

The anger in Ma Zhanbiao's eyes grew, his face was purple and ugly, his beard kept shaking, his thick Adam's apple stirred, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if swallowing a ball of anger, and said: "We martial arts practitioners pay the most attention to martial arts, and when we learn from others and compete, we must be solemn, and it is a kind of etiquette to write a war book......

"Humph! You can make a war letter if you want to, and you can challenge whoever you want, with my consent? Have you asked for my opinion? Do you care about other people's feelings? ...... Today, you are pouring out of your nest and coming to the school gate to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, have I answered your challenge?! ......”

"You are bullying the small with the crowd, bullying the small with the big, bullying and bullying! ......”

Fan Jianxin pointed to the three young men who had been beaten by him and continued:

"These three scoundrels of yours are three villains on the underworld, instigated by others, indiscriminately, and beat people with nunchucks, how can they ever abide by the 'martial virtues' you say?! ...... This kind of villain, fighter, and evil forces that everyone can punish are the fish that slipped through the net! It's okay to beat others, it's okay to cripple others, but once you are beaten by others, you feel distressed? Just looking for an opportunity to retaliate? ......”

"When I beat them, it's called self-defense, do you understand? ...... I am eliminating harm for the people of Weizhou! ”

"The three of them are older than me, they practice martial arts and martial arts all day long, and they still have weapons in their hands, and they can't beat my two bare-handed middle school students, how did you train as a master? ...... Today, you are embarrassed to mobilize people to find a place and face! I really don't know how to write the word 'shame'?! ......”

"I'm going to take the college entrance examination tomorrow, but you're looking for trouble, wanting to ruin a student's future, aren't you afraid of thunder and thunder?! ......”

Fan Jianxin's mouth was like a river, sarcastic and scolding, Ma Zhanbiao trembled, his beard trembled, his knuckles pinched and gurgled, and the whole person was not very good.

The eight apprentices on the side were like hornets that had been stabbed, buzzing and spinning.

The physical education teacher surnamed Chen, who came over, couldn't help but sweat for Fan Jianxin's bold words, and sighed in his heart, it is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!

Tang Ziyi was not touched by Fan Jianxin's cynical, mischievous, laughing and scolding words, she was worried about Fan Jianxin's safety, and she was thinking about how to get Fan Jianxin out of danger.

The college entrance examination is maintained by the police, but there is no exam today, and I have not seen the police.

She now knows what happened, and the group on the other side are all martial arts practitioners, and today they specially came to Fan Jianxin to take revenge.

She was very anxious, but she didn't know what to do.

Gradually, more and more people gathered around, and most of them were students who came to the examination room, and there were all middle schools in Weizhou City.

These students, usually heavy schoolwork, little entertainment, plus the influence of the recently released movie "Shaolin Temple", this time there is a live broadcast of the competition, and some people recognize the "Huimen Boxing" martial artist Ma Zhanbiao, of course they will not miss the opportunity to watch the battle, and they have gathered around.

After listening to the words of Fan Jianxin and the group of martial arts practitioners, the onlookers also understood what was going on. Most of their emotions were biased towards Fan Jianxin, who was also a candidate, and they were full of hostility and dissatisfaction towards Ma Zhanbiao and his disciples.

Is this obviously bullying the small with the big and the small with the many!

They are also hot-blooded and very impulsive, and some people have secretly made up their minds, and when they make a move, they will see the opportunity to secretly use black fists to help Fan Jianxin.

Among these people, there are two people with happy faces, looking forward to Fan Jianxin being beaten, maimed, or even killed, these two people are Xia Luoke and Chen Jiaxin.

From the day Fan Jianxin returned to school and returned to class, the two began to plot to trap Fan Jianxin.

This mediocre, submissive, and timid bastard, somehow, seems to have been reborn.

People not only become more confident and calm, but their achievements have also become top-notch. What's even more annoying is that the girls in the class seem to be obsessed with him, especially the goddess of the class, Ye Zhen, who also favors him.

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

These two people, who were not friendly to the water of the well and the river, gathered together on the first day of Fan Jianxin's resumption of school and plotted a plan.

Xia Luoke was responsible for providing three sets of military uniforms as a reward, and Chen Jiaxin's cousin was a disciple of Ma Zhanbiao, a martial artist of "Huimen Boxing", and he was responsible for contacting Fan Jianxin to teach him a lesson.

As a result, the three people called by Chen Jiaxin were discounted by Fan Jianxin and broke their hands. It also alarmed the police, and both of them were called to talk a few times.

Chen Jiaxin, in particular, was almost ordered to drop out of school by the school.

This revenge is not revenge, it is not for people!

This student, who is in his twenties, I don't know how many levels he has left, and he has only finished high school this year, has been thinking about how to deal with Fan Jianxin.

However, Fan Jianxin's force value was too high, and his grades were excellent, and even his teachers favored him. He wanted revenge, but there was nothing good to do for a while.

Now, three months later, their chance has finally arrived.

Fan Jianxin forgot about the challenge letter sent by Ma Zhanbiao, but the two of them remembered it very clearly.

This time, Xia Luoke is still paid, and Chen Jiaxin is responsible for picking up and contacting the apprentice of the "Huimen Boxing" martial artist Ma Zhanbiao, that is, his cousin who was beaten by Fan Jianxin three months ago, and had a competition with Fan Jianxin on the day before the college entrance examination.

To the surprise of the two, Ma Zhanbiao personally brought his apprentices here.

……

"Big Tiger, go!"

Ma Zhanbiao was very uncomfortable by Fan Jianxin's words, his beard trembled angrily, the skin on his face was bruised, and the green tendons on his temples were exposed. He couldn't listen anymore, and with a wave of his hand, he shouted at a disciple.

"Wait! The rules of the competition haven't been set yet, so you're in a hurry? ...... You're not here to compete, you're here to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, right? ”

"It seems that you, the 'martial virtue' of being a master, are not very good, and I am afraid that martial arts will not be able to be mastered. Hum! Am I wrong? ...... These sons of yours are so arrogant and unreasonable, didn't they all learn from you, a master who doesn't talk about 'martial arts'? Teach such a bunch of weak chickens and bad guys, don't you feel ashamed of your age?! ......”

The disciple called "Big Tiger" had just taken a few steps when he was stopped by Fan Jianxin making a stop gesture.

Fan Jianxin continued: "If you want to compete, you must also have a charter and a statement. Otherwise, I'll stir things up today, and I'll make a fuss tomorrow, and I'll still want to read? Is there anything else to finish? ...... Do you want me to be a living target for your Ma family's boxing practice? ”

"Big Tiger, hit him! Don't listen to his crooked ......"

"Yes, don't talk to him, hit him!"

"Yes, hit him!"

......

Before Ma Zhanbiao could speak, his apprentices began to gossip.

"That's it!" Ma Zhanbiao shouted at the disciples, and then said to Fan Jianxin: "What kind of charter do you want to make?" ”

"Just follow the rules of Muay Thai...... One person from each side of the side, fighting alone, except for the prohibition of equipment and hidden weapons, any move can be ...... Only three games, two wins of three games. Win or lose, from now on, you and I have nothing to do with each other! ”

Fan Jianxin knew that the people who practiced "Huimen Boxing" in Weizhou were good at two-section sticks and three-section sticks, and if Ma Zhanbiao said that he could use weapons, he would say that he would go home and get a gun.

He really had a Soviet-made Makarov pistol in his house, which his father brought back when he was discharged from the army. At this time, guns were not yet controlled, and it was not uncommon for ordinary people to have guns in their homes. There were no less than a dozen guns in the security section of the Yuejin Flour Mill, including light machine guns.

"Okay—" Ma Zhanbiao nodded heavily.

"As the saying goes, 'there are no good words for scolding, and there is no good punch for fighting...... all contestants must sign a contract of life and death!"

"Enough kids! I promise you. Ma Zhanbiao was stunned for a few seconds, gave a thumbs up, and nodded.

A few sentences of dialogue made the audience dumbfounded.

It's the rhythm of life!

Tang Ziyi grabbed Fan Jianxin's arm and wanted to drag him away.

"Ziyi, it's okay, it's really okay. Why don't you go home first? ......”

Tang Ziyi bit her lower lip, shook her head, and didn't speak again, but tears were already rolling in her eyes.

"Don't worry, it's fine. When the fight starts, you have to pay attention to observation, and when you go back, you have to draw a few sketches of my chic beating actions from memory......"

Tang Ziyi was even more resentful when she heard this, at this time Fan Jianxin still had the heart to joke!

Her tears fell uncontrollably......