With a "clang" sound, Yang Fan waved his hand and used his knife to block the knife that was slashed at him. Then the tip of the machete in his hand was pressed against the abdomen of the guy whose neck he had stuck.
"Damn it, come on!" Yang Fan turned to look at the four guys holding machetes, his eyes were red, like a wounded wolf: "Whoever wants him to report to the King of Hell first, just come up!"
As soon as Yang Fan's words came out, the four guys holding machetes looked at me and I looked at you, and they all took a step back. After all, the guy restrained by Yang Fan could be considered one of them. They were definitely not
I will watch this guy being sent to the King of Hell by Yang Fan to report.
These guys holding machetes have also experienced strong winds and turbulence, but Yang Fan's expression at this time is really terrifying. Not only are he saying harsh words in his mouth, but he also looks like he has lost his mind!
I can't help but think that these guys don't take any chances.
Yang Fan directly grabbed this guy's neck and walked into room 306. Sun Liang, Zhang Wei and Wang Haifeng were kneeling in the corner, all looking bruised and swollen.
Beside them, there were four guys standing beside them, and there was also a handsome young man sitting on a chair with a leisurely look, holding a cigarette in his mouth and squinting at Yang Fan as he walked in.
With a "bang" sound, Yang Fan directly threw the guy he had restrained onto a bed.
This guy's neck was stuck by Yang Fan, and he couldn't breathe smoothly. His face had already turned the color of pig liver. At this time, he was thrown on the bed by Yang Fan. He didn't care about the pain all over his body from being thrown. He greedily breathed in the fresh air with big mouthfuls.
, it seems that I have never breathed so smoothly.
Together with the one he restrained, there were a total of five junior students holding machetes. There were four standing and one sitting in the dormitory, making a total of five. In total, there were ten of them! If you add Sun Liang
Between the three of them, there are actually thirteen people in this dormitory?
It’s hard to imagine how these thirteen people were squeezed in!
"Are you Yang Fan?" The handsome boy with a pretty face sitting there asked with a very disdainful look.
"Brother is Yang Fan." Yang Fan squinted at the pretty boy sitting there and said, "Are you Su Hao?"
Yang Fan heard clearly when he was standing outside the door that Su Hao was called Mr. Su among this group of people. Obviously, this Su Hao should be the leader of this group of people.
"No one has ever dared to call himself brother in front of me!" Su Hao stood up, gave Yang Fan a thumbs up, and said: "You are really the tail of the fucking shoe - the only one! Brothers, fuck him to death.
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As Su Hao spoke, he waved his hand. The four guys standing in the dormitory showed ferocious smiles on their faces. They pulled out machetes from their waists. Yang Fan's back was blocked by the four guys who had left the dormitory.
There were the same number in front and back, four guys holding machetes.
The space in the dormitory was not large. Yang Fan was surrounded by these eight guys, and there was almost no room to move. And the situation at that time could not help Yang Fan think more, because he didn't know how many machetes were pointing at him.
As Yang Fan chopped down, two more insidious guys stabbed Yang Fan directly in the abdomen with the machetes in their hands.
There was a soft "click" sound, and a butterfly knife appeared in Yang Fan's hand. At the same time, Yang Fan rolled down on the ground, and the butterfly knife in his hand directly hit the calf of one of the eight guys.
Stabbed hard.
"Ah..." The guy who was stabbed by Yang Fan let out a howl like a killing pig.
Yang Fan didn't care about this, he retracted his wrist hard, and the butterfly knife quickly retreated from the guy's calf, splattering a pool of blood on the ground.
The tip of Yang Fan's butterfly knife is triangular in nature, just like the arrowhead of an ancient arrow. If he retracts it with force at this time, not to mention a trace of blood, it can even remove a piece of muscle from this guy's calf!
The machete that struck Yang Fan, and the two machetes that struck Yang Fan's lower abdomen, all failed at this time!
Yang Fan took this opportunity to rush out of the encirclement from where the guy he stabbed to the ground was standing. The machete in his other hand made several cuts in an instant.
The sound of "chichi" was heard endlessly, and four of the eight guys surrounding Yang Fan were injured by the machete in Yang Fan's hand, bleeding profusely.
There were two "ding-dang" sounds, and two of the four guys had their wrists scratched by Yang Fan. The machete in their hand could no longer be held and fell to the ground.
All this happened in a blink of an eye. It could be said that in an instant, five of the eight junior students holding machetes who surrounded Yang Fan were immediately injured by Yang Fan!
The remaining three intact guys were stunned at this time, and they couldn't help but feel fear of Yang Fan. They subconsciously took two steps back and reached the door, keeping a distance from Yang Fan.
"Damn it, do you know how to play with a knife?" Yang Fan waved his hand and shouted: "Do you want me to teach you how to play with a knife?"
With a "bang" sound, the door of the dormitory room 306 was pulled open by these three guys. The force was so strong that the dormitory door hit the wall!
Then, these three guys fled, leaving the young master Su Hao in dormitory room 306!
Yang Fan turned around and stared at Su Hao with his red eyes, like a jackal that had been hungry for a long time staring at its prey.
"You...you...don't come here!" Su Hao subconsciously backed away, pointed at Yang Fan and said tremblingly, but unexpectedly, he only took one step back and retreated to the table. After his body touched the table, he could no longer retreat.
Yang Fan didn't say a word, narrowed his eyes, and walked towards Suho step by step with the machete still dripping blood.
Su Hao moved a step to the left and said, "Yang Fan, things got really big today. You hurt someone with a knife! Let me go, and I promise to smooth this matter over for you!"
"Are you scared?" Yang Fan bared his teeth and smiled. The smile was so scary that at least it made Su Hao tremble uncontrollably.
The cold blade pressed tightly against Su Hao's neck, making Su Hao dare not move.
Sun Liang and the other three stood up at this time. Seeing Su Hao not daring to move, the three of them gave Su Hao a loud "poof" at the same time.
However, the saliva the three people spat at Su Hao was all bloodshot. It was obvious that these three guys had been repaired badly by Su Hao.
"Damn, are you still arrogant?" Sun Liang scolded: "Yang Fan is here, but you continue to be arrogant? What a waste of a mobile phone for me! No, three mobile phones!"
As he spoke, Sun Liang knelt down and picked up the mobile phone that was scattered into several parts on the ground. However, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's over. The mobile phones of the three of us have been completely scrapped."
"What's going on?" Yang Fan asked.
Wang Haifeng sighed and said: "The three of us were caught here by his men. He asked us to call you. If we don't call, the three of them will steal our mobile phones. In order to prevent them from finding you,
The three of us dropped our phones!"
Zhang Wei's face was swollen and he cursed vaguely: "These grandsons saw us throwing our mobile phones and beat the three of us!"
After hearing what Sun Liang and the three of them said, Yang Fan already understood.
After Sun Liang and the others were arrested by Su Hao, Su Hao asked them for their mobile phone numbers in order to force him to show up. However, Sun Liang and the others were very loyal and would rather throw away their mobile phones than give out their personal information.
Cell phone number! However, it was precisely because of their loyalty that these three guys were treated badly by Su Hao.
"Su Hao, Master Su, right?" Yang Fan pulled out a cigarette with one hand, lit it, and took a deep puff and asked.
"Yang Fan, I'm warning you, don't act recklessly. The matter has become a big deal now, so be careful and walk away without it." Su Hao said forcefully.
With a "pop" sound, Yang Fan slapped Su Hao hard on the face and shouted: "Who the hell are you warning? I'm not scared! Tell me, how do you plan to understand what happened today?"
"You...how do you want to understand?" Su Hao was slapped by Yang Fan. He seemed to have become a little smarter and asked in a trembling voice.
"Brothers all fucking dropped their cell phones, didn't you hear?" Yang Fan said impatiently: "People were beaten by you, so you have to pay for the medical expenses, right? For such a simple thing, you fucking
Don’t you understand?”
"You...how much do you want?" Su Hao asked immediately without any hesitation.
Yang Fan turned to look at Sun Liang and the three of them. Although their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, it was just a skin injury, nothing serious. He replied: "One hundred thousand! If you come up with one hundred thousand today, the matter will be settled. If
If you still want to cause trouble for me, I will always be with you."
"Okay!" Beyond Yang Fan's expectation, Su Hao immediately agreed, as if the one hundred thousand yuan was not money at all.
Yang Fan looked at Su Hao suspiciously and asked, "Why did you agree so readily? Do you have one hundred thousand yuan?"
Su Hao glanced at Yang Fan with disdain, slowly took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a card and handed it to Yang Fan, saying: "Here, there are 120,000 in this card, all for you!"
"What's the password?" Yang Fan asked immediately without picking up the card!
Su Hao immediately told Yang Fan the password.
Only then did Yang Fan take the card, but he kept looking at Su Hao and said to himself: "It seems that I underestimated your financial strength? One hundred and twenty thousand, you can't even blink an eye."
Have you taken it out?
Well, the price of compensation has been changed to five hundred thousand!"
"I don't have that much money!" Su Hao immediately howled: "Twenty thousand is already a lot, they just suffered superficial injuries, and the three mobile phones that were thrown are not worth much!"
"Really? You really don't have that much money?" The machete in Yang Fan's hand moved slightly, and Su Hao's face suddenly turned pale in fright.
"Do you think five hundred thousand is more important? Or is your life more important?" Yang Fan twitched his lips and said indifferently: "I don't mind being a murderer, but you have to be prepared to be killed by me.