"Get out of your way, I've practiced before and I'm very good." Wang Fan looked at the young men in their twenties and said seriously.
These people were just rebellious second-generation rich people. Although they were a little arrogant, domineering, and arrogant, they didn't do anything harmful to nature. He really didn't want to do anything.
"Hahaha."
"You are the only one who has practiced. I also taught you in Shaolin Temple."
"That's right, I still know how to wear an iron shirt with a golden bell over it."
Those young people laughed loudly and did not take Wang Fan seriously at all.
Although Wang Fan is about 1.8 meters tall, he is not tall and there is not much muscle on his body. How could they take Wang Fan seriously?
On the contrary, it was A Biao who made them pay more attention to it. Of course, it was only a little more attention.
"You don't believe it? I have really practiced it. Let me tell you, I really don't want to do it, because if I do it, even I will be scared."
Wang Fan's expression became more serious, and at the same time he was speechless. Today's young people, no one believes them when they tell the truth.
"Hahaha, you made me laugh so hard."
"This guy said he was scared even when he started to attack."
"I've seen people pretending to be fake, but I've never seen anyone who can pretend like this."
"Get started and beat him up!"
The young people laughed three times again, and suddenly their eyes showed a fierce look, and they waved their fists and feet, and greeted Wang Fan. They wanted to see what kind of terrifying method Wang Fan could use his hands.
"Hey, you forced me to do this. I can't blame you for hurting you. What's wrong with young people today? Why can't they wait to be beaten?"
Wang Fan looked at the young men who were attacking with their teeth and claws, and sighed, then let go of Jiang Xiaoliang and went forward to greet them.
How could a group of rich second generation people who only know how to eat, drink, have fun and show off their wealth and race cars every day be Wang Fan's opponents.
There was a series of crackling sounds, followed by a series of groans and screams. In just a few seconds, all the young people fell to the ground, covering their legs, belly, arms, faces and other parts and started wailing.
In front of Wang Fan, they were as weak as a three-year-old child and had no ability to struggle at all.
"What, do you believe it now? I told you a long time ago that I have practiced and I am very good, but you still don't believe it."
Wang Fan looked at the howling young men, clapped his hands lightly, turned around and continued to leave with Jiang Xiaoliang and others.
He was very measured in his actions. He only caused these young men to fall to the ground in pain without damaging their bones. After all, it was not that big of a grudge.
The way those young people looked at Wang Fan changed.
So powerful.
Is that human being?
Could it be the special forces from the legendary dragon group, or the martial arts masters from those hidden families?
The poor children are already trying to figure out Wang Fan's identity based on plots in novels and TV shows.
The eyes of those girls were all bright.
At their age, they like not only handsome boys, but also strong men.
Wang Fan is young, and although he is not very handsome, he is not ugly either. Coupled with his terrifying skills, he is simply the Prince Charming in their hearts.
Even Meng Xiaoya's expression changed.
How could Jiang Xiaoliang find such a powerful boyfriend? No, I have to snatch her away, she belongs to me!
"Wait." Thinking of this, Meng Xiaoya quickly packed up her clothes, covered her upper body with her hands to cover her sensitive parts, and chased after Wang Fan.
She must snatch Wang Fan away, even if she can't, she will still disturb Wang Fan and Jiang Xiaoliang.
In short, Wang Fan must not become Jiang Xiaoliang's boyfriend. Otherwise, if she can raise her head in the future, wouldn't she be inferior to Jiang Xiaoliang?
These days, it's not that easy to find a boyfriend who is better than Wang Fan.
"The devil is waiting for you." Wang Fan was not stupid, how could he wait for Meng Xiaoya? He murmured and sped up.
Wang Fan knew Jiang Xiaoliang's car, and they quickly ran to the car, got in, and planned to leave. But at this moment, a group of young people from afar came running over menacingly.
"Dong Zhuo?" Jiang Xiaoliang looked at this man. Her pretty face changed obviously, and she obviously knew him.
"It doesn't matter whether it's Dong Zhuo or Wang Zhuo, let's go." After hearing this, Wang Fan couldn't help but knock Jiang Xiaoliang's cute little head and opened the car door.
These aggressive young men were only in their twenties at best and were as old as Jiang Xiaoliang, so he didn't take them seriously.
Now he just wants to leave to avoid being caught up by Meng Xiaoya behind him. As for Dong Zhuo's identity, he doesn't want to know and has no interest in knowing.
Dong Zhuo and his party quickly rushed to Wang Fan and others. They just glanced at Wang Fan and others, ignored them and continued to move forward.
Wang Fan was also happy and relaxed. He quickly opened the door and got in the car, planning to leave.
But who would have thought that he had just opened the car door and before he could get in, a sharp voice came from behind him,
"Boss Dong, stop them and don't let them go. That kid just wanted to eat Sister Meng's tofu."
As soon as the voice fell, the situation exploded.
Dong Zhuo, who had already reached the front, changed his expression, and immediately called on the younger brothers to turn around and surrounded Wang Fan and others.
They had surrounded Wang Fan, the others, and the car at 360 degrees. Now, Wang Fan couldn't leave even if he wanted to.
What a bad luck.
Wang Fan was a little depressed.
"Which of you two bastards touched Xiaoya's breasts?" Dong Zhuo looked at Wang Fan and A Biao and asked angrily.
He came here after receiving a call and hearing that Meng Xiaoya's breasts were touched. Meng Xiaoya was Dong Zhuo's goddess, and he would never allow anyone to blaspheme her.
After hearing the news, Dong Zhuo was very angry and rushed over without asking any further questions, so he didn't know who touched Meng Xiaoya or that Jiang Xiaoliang was here.
Speaking of Dong Zhuo, he is really a figure at Golden State University.
This guy relied on his good skills and acquaintance with many gangsters outside the school. In just his freshman year, he killed the sophomores and juniors and formed a campus gang.
His fame, or rather notoriety, is known to everyone in the entire Golden State University.
At Golden State University, the word Dong Zhuo is synonymous with devil, and no student dares to provoke him.
"It's not me." When Wang Fan saw Dong Zhuo's angry look, he quickly waved his hand and hid behind A Biao, running faster than a rabbit.
Jiang Xiaoliang was speechless.
A Xuan was speechless.
Even A Biao was speechless.
Dong Zhuo didn't think much at all, and immediately looked at A Biao, "If it's not him, then it must be you! Whichever hand is touching Xiaoya, stretch it out for me, I'm going to chop him!"
As Dong Zhuo spoke, he pulled out the pipe knife he carried with him with a swish. His vicious expression was enough to frighten those good students.
A Biao was a little confused, Mr. Wang, you don’t have to be so deceptive.
But Wang Fan was his benefactor, and he couldn't confess Wang Fan, so he could only grumble, "You little bastard, get out of the way of grandpa, or grandpa's fist will hit your head."
A Biao said, clenching his huge iron fist at the same time. He was never very good at talking, only using his fists.
Oh, this new guy is really good at pretending, he's pretty good.
Wang Fan glanced at A Biao in surprise and was very satisfied with his performance.
Children can be taught.
Dong Zhuo was unhappy, and his face instantly became gloomy and angry.
In all the years he has been on campus, this is the first time someone dares to be so arrogant in front of him!