A blazing fire burned in his heart. The teacher was the person he respected the most.
It’s okay to live a poor life in his later years, but now when he goes out to buy groceries, he is still being bullied.
He felt like a slap in the face.
At this time, the black men Miru and Samba, as well as Xiaoya and Meimei, were preparing to forcefully leave.
"Stop! Do I let you go?" Qin Fan turned around and said.
His voice was not loud, but everyone heard it. Suddenly, the students around him became quiet.
"Who do you think you are? Don't mind your own business... Hey! It's you!"
Xiaoya and Qin Fan's eyes met in the air, and she recognized Qin Fan.
Meimei also recognized Miru and Samba who stopped.
They have not forgotten the Chinese young man who slapped Babu several times on the river embankment.
"Yes, it's me." Qin Fan said lightly, "I just like to meddle in other people's business."
Miru and Samba looked at each other and saw a hint of fear in each other's eyes.
"Young man, don't look up until you look down, don't push yourself too far."
Xiaoya felt a little frightened when she saw it was Qin Fan, and her tone became obviously softer.
"For you, I never want to see a person who has forgotten his ancestors and is no longer a human being."
Qin Fan said coldly: "Come here and kowtow to Teacher Yin to admit your mistake!"
Suddenly, Milu, Samba, Xiaoya, and Meimei were all stunned, even their eyes bulged out.
Kowtow and admit your mistake? You heard me right, Qin Fan didn't mean to apologize, but kowtow and admit his mistake.
"Forget it, Qin Fan, don't get along with them."
Yin Zhiyuan was leaning on a cane. Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, he quickly tried to persuade him.
"Teacher Yin, don't worry, it's okay." Qin Fan smiled at Yin Zhiyuan.
The surrounding students were silent, but still surrounded Milu and the others.
Apologizing and kowtow and admitting your mistake are two completely different concepts.
"Puch!" Xiaoya suddenly laughed, as if she had heard a super joke.
"Are you mistaken? Let us kowtow to him and admit our mistake!"
She made a tut-tsk sound and pointed at herself and Yin Zhiyuan.
"Yes, it was you who beat up Teacher Yin and your Mi Lu." Qin Fan said seriously.
"Young man, Miru and the others are members of the royal family, foreign friends, and you actually want foreign friends to kneel down and kowtow."
Meimei also looked incredulous.
She also felt it was too ridiculous and looked at Qin Fan like an idiot.
Miru and Samba are both members of the royal family. They are aloof beings. It is said that their wealth can rival the country, but Qin Fan actually asked Miru to kneel down and kowtow.
"Bah! Return members of the royal family and foreign friends!"
A male classmate was so disgusted by Meimei and Xiaoya's posture that he couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
"Two women who lick dogs, bless them from contracting AIDS!" Some students cursed in anger.
"Do you have any quality? No wonder foreigners look down on you and treat foreign friends like this?"
Xiaoya shouted angrily, jumping up and down like a monkey.
"Give you a chance, come over here!" Qin Fan glanced at the other party.
"Don't even think about it! Give it to an old man..." Xiaoya raised her chin high and cursed arrogantly.
It's a pity that the word "kneel down" in her mouth has not come out yet.
Everyone just felt like a blur before their eyes.
"Pah, pah!", and then a loud slap was heard.
Na Xiaoya only felt her ears buzzing, and her face was in burning pain.
Then, a powerful force came from her. She staggered, her knees softened, and she knelt down in front of Yin Zhiyuan impartially.
The sidewalk was paved with marble, and the students around him heard a muffled sound of "Boom!" again, which was the sound of knees hitting stones.
Xiaoya gritted her teeth in pain, rubbed her knees, and couldn't get up.
Listening to the slap and the muffled sound, all the students suddenly felt happy.
"Big brother, good fight!" A little girl fisted with both hands and shouted excitedly.
"You! Go over there, kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake!" Qin Fan pointed at Miru expressionlessly.
Milu narrowed his eyes and his pupils shrank.
"Fuck! Fuck!"
He and Samba looked at each other and took a step forward in unison.
They took off their coats, revealing their muscular bodies with bulging muscles.
He also threw his coat behind him coolly, and the stupid beauty Mei Mei quickly picked up their clothes.
When the other students saw that a fight was about to begin, they all moved out of the way.
"Big brother, can you do that? These two black men are from the boxing gym." A female classmate became worried.
"No, since this big brother dares to ask them to kneel down, he is definitely not afraid of them."
There is also a female classmate who cheers up her classmates. In fact, she is also comforting herself.
"Qin Fan!" Ling Xiaorui became a little worried.
She didn't know if Qin Fan could fight, but she only knew that Qin Fan was very powerful now.
Having connections and being able to fight are completely different concepts.
"Ling Xiaorui, please tell Qin Fan to stop." Yin Zhiyuan was also extremely anxious.
"Teacher Yin, don't worry, Qin Fan does things in a measured way."
Ling Xiaorui also comforted Yin Zhiyuan. In fact, she was also confused in her heart, but she was more trusting.
"Old fellow, you are good-looking, but when Prince Huo Zun comes back, you will be miserable!"
Xiaoya sat on the ground, rubbing her knees and threatening through gritted teeth.
She didn't even think about why she was slapped.
Yes, Meimei has quietly slipped to the outside of the crowd and is calling someone on the side.
She hung up the phone, squeezed into the crowd again, and winked at Xiaoya.
Xiaoya naturally understood what she meant, and her face showed arrogance and disdain again.
I thought to myself: "You brat, you have to kowtow to me and admit your mistake later."
Miru and Samba were on the field, one on the left and one on the right, sandwiching Qin Fan in the middle.
The two of them were like skipping rope, taking intersecting steps that were floating and uncertain.
The body is slightly bowed and the fists are placed in front of the head.
Suddenly, Mi Lu punched Qin Fan in the face.
Samba on the side also squatted down slightly and punched Qin Fan in the waist.
The two of them should practice together like this frequently, so that their punches will be in perfect harmony, hard, fast and accurate.
As the saying goes, the only martial arts in the world that can't be defeated is speed!
No matter how fast the two of them are, they can't be faster than Qin Fan. In Qin Fan's eyes, this kind of inferior boxing is like children playing house.
Miru's punch just came out.
Qin Fan just slapped him in the face.
"Snapped!"
Miru stumbled immediately, covered his face and wondered what was going on, his ears buzzing.
Qin Fan turned his body slightly to avoid Samba's punch and waved his palm twice.
"Pop!"
Samba received two slaps and circled in place several times before he stopped, his ears also buzzing.
"Bah! Damn, fuck, fuck!"
Miru spat and started yelling angrily.
He and Samba worked in tacit understanding to attack again.
In comparison, the two of them are tall and strong, and their bodies are like black towers.
But Qin Fan is a little shorter and very thin.
The two of them raised their fists as big as sandbags and punched one to the left and the other to the right.
The students around him were all on tenterhooks, and many female students tugged on their little hands, secretly sweating for Qin Fan.
Seeing that the two fists were about to hit Qin Fan.
The timid female classmates even closed their eyes and did not dare to look directly.
"Bah bang bang!"
A series of slaps sounded again in the field.
Then, Mi Lu fell down and covered her face, staggered, her knees softened, and with a thud, she knelt in front of Yin Zhiyuan.
He opened his covered mouth and spit out a few teeth. The white teeth were covered with blood and looked particularly ferocious.
This time, not only my cheeks hurt, but my knees also hurt.
Although Samba did not kneel down, he also received a series of slaps, and his eyes were full of little stars.
"You...don't come over here, I won't fight you."
Samba waved his hands inwardly, retreated repeatedly, and bumped into Meimei. The two of them almost fell down and were in a state of embarrassment.
"Why?" Qin Fan asked.
"You just slapped, no... no punches! This is a foul!"
The whole place fell silent, and then burst into laughter.
"It's shameless to hit one of them two and call it a foul." Some students ridiculed.
"This big brother only knows how to slap, and slap me hard!" Some female classmates said.
Qin Fan also laughed dumbly, shook his head and ignored him.
He walked over step by step and came to Milu and Xiaoya, looking down with his hands behind his hands, his eyes cold.
"Kowtow and admit your mistake!"
"Hmph! Don't even think about it. You are finished. You beat me and Milu. You will suffer the consequences when Prince Huo Zun comes back!"
Xiaoya still looked at Qin Fan like an idiot.
"Pah, pah!"
Qin Fan raised his hand and slapped him twice.
"Humph, you stupid woman, I never hit women. Today I will discipline you for your parents!"
"Pah, pah!" Qin Fan raised his hand and slapped him twice.
"I'm beating you for Teacher Yin, you are disrespectful!"
After a few slaps, Xiaoya's face suddenly became red and swollen. It was Qin Fan's mercy that he didn't knock out her teeth.
Qin Fan would not give any face to such a mentally retarded woman.