"Xie Huan, what's the matter?" Wang Fan answered the phone and asked in surprise.
"Wang Fan, can you come to our school? I have something to ask you for, and we'll talk about it later." Xie Huan's voice was a little urgent, even with a hint of anger.
"Okay, you wait for me and I'll go over right away." Wang Fan agreed without hesitation.
Xie Huan usually didn't call him, but now he still called him in the same tone. It was obvious that something had happened, and Wang Fan wouldn't mind helping him if he could.
The entrance to Golden State University.
Xie Huan stood at the school gate anxiously, looking around constantly, his eyes full of eagerness.
She was wearing an orange short-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of denim shorts. She still looked so youthful and eye-catching.
There were two good-looking girls standing next to her, who looked like her classmates. Although the two girls were not as beautiful as Xie Huan, they were not ugly either.
The three girls stood side by side at the school gate, like a beautiful landscape, attracting countless eyes.
"Huanhuan, can the person you mentioned be able to do it? If he can't do it either, our Golden State University will be completely disgraced. If word gets out, others will not only laugh at us Golden State University students, but also us Chinese people.
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"I don't know if he can do it. I only know that he is very good at fighting. Maybe he can teach those guys a lesson." Xie Huan said this, paused, and continued,
"Those gangsters are really disgusting. They showed off their power in our university and even chose our martial arts club. They also threatened that the world's martial arts originated from the country of Han and that our Chinese martial arts secretly learned from them. It's really shameless."
Hearing Xie Huan's words, the other two girls also turned pale and gritted their teeth.
Although they had heard about the shamelessness of stick men, this was the first time they saw it with their own eyes.
Recently, a Korean martial arts club appeared out of nowhere and launched crazy challenges in major universities in Jinzhou City. It also claimed that the world's martial arts originated from the Han country and that Han martial arts was invincible.
Originally, facing such arrogant sticks, all we had to do was knock them down with one punch and teach them a lesson about what Chinese martial arts is.
It's a pity that countless masters, including masters from the Jinzhou City Martial Arts Association, went out to fight, but in the end they all came back defeated and were defeated by Bangzi.
Not to mention teaching others a lesson, he was scolded all over his body. This only encouraged Bangzi's arrogance.
Those stick guys were like taking stimulants. They were invincible and invincible, and they challenged countless universities and masters.
In the past few days, the stickmen were competing at Golden State University. Xie Huan saw many compatriots being stepped on by the sticks and showing off their power, not to mention how frustrated he felt.
If she had some foundation in martial arts, she would definitely rush up to hit him with sticks and look for teeth on the ground. However, she knew that she was just delivering food and was not enough for others to trample on, so she thought of Wang Fan.
When Wang Fan came to Jinzhou University, he immediately saw Xie Huan waiting at the school gate. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he walked towards Xie Huan.
"You're finally here, why are you so slow? All the flowers I've been waiting for have withered."
When Xie Huan saw Wang Fan, excitement flashed in his eyes. Regardless of the surprised looks in the two classmates' eyes, Xie Huan ran towards Wang Fan and grabbed Wang Fan's arm.
"Huanhuan, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you are getting more and more beautiful. Tell me, if you ask Brother Fan for anything, as long as I can do it, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."
When Wang Fan saw the young and fashionable Xie Huan, he seemed to be infected. The gloom in his heart was swept away, and his mood inexplicably became better.
"Huanhuan, is this handsome guy the master you mentioned? I don't think so. He can't be the lover you secretly keep."
"Hey, you said you were just waiting for your lover, but you still lied to us, Huanhuan, you have turned bad."
Before Xie Huan could say anything, the two girls looked Wang Fan up and down and walked over.
They looked left and right, and they saw that Wang Fan didn't look like a master. Apart from his pretty good height, not even a muscle could be seen on his body.
"Master? Lover?" Wang Fan was stunned for a moment, then grinned, "I tell you, you are wrong about this. I am not only Huanhuan's lover, but also a master."
"I'm not bragging to you, but back then, Brother Fan and I took a butcher's knife and killed three people in and out of a heavily guarded drug lord's lair. That guy was really bleeding like a river."
"Not to mention back then, but just now, Brother Fan and I knocked down more than 20 muscular men with three punches and two kicks on my own, and sent them straight to hell."
Wang Fan bared his teeth and claws, spitting everywhere, as if to build up his momentum. These two little bitches actually look down on Brother Fan and me, how is this okay?
"Tch, just brag, no one believes it. You're carrying a butcher's knife three times in and three out. You might as well say you're carrying a submachine gun in three times and three out. That's more convincing."
"Huanhuan, you little lover is not very reliable, you are too good at bragging."
The two girls couldn't help holding their stomachs and laughing. They had seen people who could blow, but never seen anyone who could blow like this.
Wang Fan's blow made their originally not so good mood instantly improve a lot.
"How can I be bragging? Everything I said is true." Wang Fan was a little depressed. These days, no one believes the truth.
Back then, he really picked a drug den in the Golden Triangle with a butcher's knife. He did kill more than 20 tough men just now, although he didn't do it himself.
"Okay, okay, stop talking. Let's go in first and talk as we walk." Xie Huan quickly put an end to the quarrel among these people. As he spoke, he pulled Wang Fan and walked inside.
Wang Fan said he was her lover, which made her blush a little, but now she had no intention of arguing with Wang Fan.
Following Xie Huan's narration, within a few minutes, Wang Fan roughly figured out what was going on.
He suddenly felt a little unhappy.
These sticks really deserve a beating. If they don't get beaten up later and they are all looking for teeth, and if they don't tell them that Chinese martial arts is their ancestor, he will write the word "Wang Fan" upside down.
The place where the sticks were beaten was in the central playground of Golden State University. When Wang Fan and the other three arrived, it was already crowded with people.
Men, women, old and young, it was so crowded that there was not even room to stand.
Above the playground is a high arena, on which two people are fighting fiercely.
One person is wearing a white samurai uniform, and the other is wearing ordinary clothes. Needless to say, the one wearing the white samurai uniform is a stick.
The two of them were fighting back and forth, very fiercely, while the people below were all blushing and cheering for the Chinese, shouting to knock down the stick.
But Wang Fan could tell at a glance that although the two people on the stage seemed to be equally matched, Bangzi was obviously much more powerful than his compatriot.
Although Wang Fan also wanted to defeat his compatriots, his strength was there, and this kind of thing could not be decided by his words.
Bang!
At a certain moment, the stick seized the opportunity and kicked the compatriot in the chest. With a crack, the compatriot's bones were directly kicked to pieces, blood spurted from his mouth, and he fell upside down from the ring.
"Damn it, I lost again!"
"Damn, I'm so angry. I really don't want to watch it. It's so heartbreaking!"
"I want to take a fucking gun and shoot those sticks!"
The people below looked at this scene, sighing and yelling angrily.