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None of them thought that Zhang Fan would have such strength, and everyone looked at Zhang Fan with a hint of fear in their eyes.
"What are you doing standing still here? Come on!" The driver covered his face with a look of pain, glanced at the crowd and said angrily, "That's all he has, don't worry, just deal with what he does to you people.
Tell me, it’s not difficult at all. Besides, I paid for it. If you do it well this time, in addition to the money your elder brother gave you, I will give you more money!"
Then, everyone turned their attention to a bald man with eyes. Judging from this situation, the bald man should be the leader of these people.
The bald man looked around at Zhang Fan's villa, and then at Zhang Fan in front of him.
After a short period of contemplation, the bald man walked in the direction of Zhang Fan, looked at Zhang Fan and asked tentatively: "Are you Mr. Zhang Fan Zhang?"
Zhang Fan was slightly startled when he heard the bald man's words. He didn't expect the bald man to know him.
Zhang Fan subconsciously asked: "How do you know me?"
After receiving Zhang Fan's affirmative answer, the bald man quickly smiled, held Zhang Fan's hand, and said eagerly: "Hello, Mr. Zhang, hello!"
"My boss's boss is Feng Hu. I saw your photo once and our boss told us that no one can offend you. You are the one we can't afford to offend." The bald man touched the tip of his nose and said.
Zhang Fan nodded slightly, Feng Hu should be a top-level existence in Pingshan, and everyone who works in Pingshan should be his disciples.
Hearing what the bald man said and seeing his respectful attitude towards Zhang Fan, the driver was confused. Is Zhang Fan someone they can't afford to offend? Or was it Feng Hu who told him? Did he know that Feng Hu was on Pingshan Road?
His status is one of the best. What kind of strength does this twenty-year-old Zhang Fan have?
The driver was shocked by what the bald man said.
After saying this, the bald man seemed to have thought of something, and said quickly: "By the way, Mr. Zhang, we have always used people's money to eliminate disasters for others. They paid, and we followed here. Mr. Zhang, we
I don’t mean anything against you, I hope you understand.”
"Understood, then you can go back." Zhang Fan waved his hands to these people.
"Mr. Zhang, how can we leave?" the bald man said.
Hearing the bald man's words, Zhang Fan frowned slightly, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.
"Our boss not only told us not to mess with you, but also told us that if you encounter any trouble, we must do our best to help you solve the trouble. Our boss doesn't mean that you can't solve the trouble yourself. This is our responsibility.
I respect you so as not to dirty your hands." The bald man said.
Hearing the bald man's words, Zhang Fan smiled and shook his head.
Before Zhang Fan could speak, the bald man said loudly: "Get ready for battle!"
Hearing the bald man's low shout, everyone immediately straightened up and cheered up.
Then, the bald man pointed at the driver who was slumped on the ground and said in a cold voice: "Hit him hard!"
Hearing this, everyone gathered around the driver, punching and kicking him.
stand up.
"Beng bang bang..."
A series of dull sounds came from the driver's body, and at the same time, waves of pain came out of the driver's mouth.
Zhang Fan patted the bald man on the shoulder and said, "I'll leave this matter to you. I'll go back first."
"Hey!" the bald man responded quickly, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, we will definitely handle this matter, and we will clean up the door for you."
Zhang Fan nodded slightly, then winked at Fang Haoming and Huang Qingyun, and the three of them returned to the villa together.
"Brother Fan, what are you going to do about Wang Wei?" Huang Qingyun looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"Get him." Zhang Fan replied calmly.
Later, Zhang Fan called Liu Wenhai's phone number.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang..." The phone was quickly connected, and Liu Wenhai's voice came through the phone.
"Is it difficult for you to find out the Wang Wei family's business?" Zhang Fan asked.
"There is no difficulty." Liu Wenhai replied happily.
"Check it out. Is it difficult to get him in?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.
"There is no difficulty." Liu Wenhai said.
"Then let's do it." Zhang Fan said.
"Okay, I understand, Mr. Zhang." Liu Wenhai replied.
Liu Wenhai is the principal of the school, but his rank is equivalent to that of the city's top leader. With such a rank, he might be entrusted with important tasks one day. Therefore, many people fawn over him. Wang Wei is just a county-level official.
As a businessman, it was not difficult for him to deal with Wang Wei.
"Then get busy, Principal Liu. Let's get together when we have time," Zhang Fan said.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Liu Wenhai's eyes lit up slightly and he said quickly: "Okay, Mr. Zhang, if you have time, please call me. I am available at any time."
Zhang Fan invited him to dinner, which was actually helping him. During the meal, he could ask Zhang Fan some questions that confused him, and Zhang Fan would definitely answer them for him.
"Okay, Principal Liu, then you can get busy." Zhang Fan said.
"Hey!" Liu Wenhai responded, and then the two hung up the phone.
After Zhang Fan hung up the phone, he glanced out the window. Zhang Fan saw two strong men dragging the driver's limp body, covered in blood, toward the outside of the community.
The remaining six big men, with cleaning tools and buckets, were washing away the remaining blood of the driver in front of Zhang Fan's house.
I don’t know where these people got their cleaning tools.
"Brother Fan, what are your plans next?" Fang Haoming looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
"I don't have any plans. I'm going to concentrate on practicing for a while and enjoy life." Zhang Fan said.
"It's time to take a rest. You haven't had much rest since you came to Pingshan City." Huang Qingyun continued.
In the next three months, Zhang Fan lived a three-point life between school, home, and the cafeteria. Of course, he would occasionally go to a restaurant for a meal.
In three months, Zhang Fan never stopped practicing. Zhang Fan vaguely felt that he had reached the bottleneck of the second level of Tongxuan Mingxiang, and his true energy strength had reached the peak of the first level of Qi Movement.
Today is the New Year. Old Man Ouyang called Zhang Fan and Fang Yan to his home for dinner. At this time, Old Man Ouyang’s wife Wang Huifen was already a little pregnant. However, it was not obvious. Wang Huifen wanted to cook for several people, but Zhang Fan was
Fan refused, pregnant women need to be taken care of, let alone an elderly pregnant woman like Wang Huifen.