On the rusty corridor, many people suddenly opened their eyes.

First a stunned gaze, then a shock, and then a quick bow of the head.

Wang Moxue's face was expressionless, with the pair of black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

The little suit was wrinkled, just because she carried all kinds of messy things on her shoulders, and she was afraid that it would add up to more than 100 catties.

But the beautiful legs of the stockings wearing high heels are still moving firmly.

Every step is on the people's hearts.

"Whose woman is so rebellious? Pity a pair of beautiful legs. ”

"it, exterminator too. Come on! ”

211 bedrooms.

Ye Fan, an airborne soldier, is still in the process of confronting the three ground snakes.

"This stool is from the school, it damages public property, and the dormitory hurts classmates."

The tuxedo looked at Ye Fan silently, holding his hands on his chest, with a sneer.

The stool on the ground shattered, which was originally a manifestation of Ye Fan's combat effectiveness, but now it has become a sharp weapon to attack him.

"There is also this trash can, which my father sent back from abroad, and he paid 200,000 yuan in customs duties alone."

The tuxedo pointed to the ground, just past their trash can.

As soon as money was mentioned, the face of the tablet next to him was also a little ruddy.

"Yes, yes, although there were no deaths, I was indeed injured, and my friends were not lightly injured."

Flat head rubs ass.

"Boy, let me tell you, you can't settle this matter today if you don't give 40,000 or 80,000."

The tuxedo squinted at him.

The heart said, I paid 200,000 yuan in taxes, and you told me 40,000 or 80,000 yuan, which is a small pattern.

Ye Fan watched several people live and live, and even the little fat man at the end was also a thief, and his eyes kept spinning.

You're telling me it's not light?

I'm afraid the only serious injury is the flat head's ass.

The little fat man is really ruthless.

"What are you going to do?" Ye Fan asked calmly.

No one knows better than him how heavy it is. What hurts? What sky-high trash cans? But it's all just to blackmail or teach him a lesson.

"How?"

Hearing this question, the tuxedo and the tablet head immediately looked at the little fat man.

The little fat man looked innocent, "Pants, what do you think I'm doing?" I'm a good person. ”

Tuxedo retracted his gaze, sneered, and made a final ruling.

"Boy."

As soon as he said two words, the door was pushed open.

A beautiful leg wrapped in black silk stepped in.

Wang Moxue walked in carrying a hill with an expressionless face.

When passing by Ye Fan, he said without a tone.

"My mom arranged it."

A big beautiful woman forcibly broke into the boys' dormitory, and the old students knew who this was, but more new students didn't know.

Brave boys crowded forward, and shy boys watched from afar.

Cracking sound.

When she came to the empty shop, Wang Moxue directly swept her legs and swept all the messy things in those pots and pans to the ground.

Then with an incredibly skilled technique, he began to make a bed for Ye Fan.

Pulling the cover and pulling the pillow, a series of actions flowed smoothly, with Wang Moxue's expressionless face, there was always an indescribable taste.

After Wang Moxue came in, the three brothers in the dormitory shrank in the corner, not even daring to let go of a fart.

"Are you so afraid?" Ye Fan was a little curious.

Waiting for Wang Moxue to tidy up the bed, she turned around and looked at the mess in the room.

"What's going on?" Wang Moxue walked up to Ye Fan and held the black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Ye Fan was curious, and in the desperate shaking of the three brothers opposite, he explained the matter briefly.

Wang Moxue nodded her snow-white chin and turned her head to look at the three of them.

Don't wait for him to speak.

Plop plop plop.

The three of them knelt down in unison.

"Shi is too spared, we know that we are wrong, and we will not dare next time."

Tuxedo takes the lead, and the trio begins to repent.

Wang Moxue's face was expressionless.

"Gang fraud, framing, extortion, can you tell me, how long do you want to stay in?"

It was also the first time that Ye Fan heard a question as a declarative sentence.

Seeing that Wang Moxue wanted to move seriously, the tuxedo was also anxious.

"Stinky woman, calling you Mrs. Shi is to give you face, do you really think we are afraid of you?"

"You say we're drunk? What about the evidence? Without evidence, you are framing and slandering to say so. ”

Ignoring the clamor of the tuxedo, Wang Moxue's eyes only turned twice, and she locked in one place.

The flat head butt shrunk and felt a little itchy.

Wang Moxue stared at it, silent, as if she was considering whether to take evidence and take it away.

The butt is the only evidence, it was hurt by the little fat man, but it wanted to put the blame on Ye Fan.

The flat head lowered his head with inferiority and trembled nervously.

The tuxedo's face turned green, and he roared unwillingly, "What does this mean?" If you can't complete the chain of evidence, you still can't take us? ”

Wang Moxue didn't speak for a while.

Because the tuxedo is right.

With the messiness of the scene, it proves that there was indeed a contradiction.

But further, even if fingerprints and some valid evidence are extracted, at most it only proves whether there was a move or not, and who did it first?

From this point of view, it is actually unfavorable to Ye Fan.

As for the motives of both parties and the specific development process of the matter, it is impossible to install monitoring in the dormitory, so no one knows.

The most troublesome thing about this sudden contradiction is the collection of evidence.

This is an unsolvable problem.

If you look into it carefully, it was Ye Fan who did it first, and it was Ye Fan who injured people.

Seeing that Wang Moxue was speechless, the tuxedo wanted to laugh wildly.

"I've got a recording here, you see."

Ye Fan took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Wang Moxue took it expressionlessly, but just glanced at Ye Fan more.

Click on the recording and play it in front of everyone.

The content of the recording is very simple, that is, Ye Fan is downstairs, and he heard Wang Moxue say that the upstairs is full of thorns.

Thinking that he might run into trouble, Ye Fan just clicked casually.

This trick was learned from Coco.

When the recording was played, all the three brothers in dormitory 211 turned pale.

This matter can be big or small, to put it mildly, it's just a joke between classmates.

But to put it mildly, it can really be sent in.

As with dropping bubble gum chips in a water dispenser, it depends on the attitude of the person involved.

"Just kidding, is it necessary?" The tuxedo looked aggrieved.

It seems that Ye Fan is careful and holds on.

"The bottom line of the law cannot be touched." With her snow-white chin raised slightly, Wang Moxue pushed the black-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

"Can't I even go without my money?"

The flat head should be more rational, there is no fluke at all in front of this woman.

It's just that my money is about to fly, and it's still a little painful.

Bang bang three times in a row.

The little fat man's forehead touched the ground, "Little fatty, I'm not sensible, I beg the big brother and sister for forgiveness." ”

Ye Fan took the phone and glanced at the three of them silently.

Under his calm gaze, the tuxedo lowered his head, the flat head handed over the stolen money, and the little fat man shouted to the big brother and sister to spare my life.