Storm resurfaces

g in the East China Sea. 。In the photo, the two people are looking energetic and full of life. 。Especially on Ding Lei's father's face, hung an ambitious fighting spirit. 。Looking at the photo, Cangko...Chapter 1: Main Text

Section 264: The Storm Returns

Ye Fan paused, turned his head to look at the person who was shouting, but saw three people in police uniforms

He frowned slightly, how could the police be here However, upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Zhang Mingdong, the director of the school's security department, along with two other security guards. 。They were patrolling the area and saw a fight happening over here, so they rushed over. 。That voice just now was Zhang Mingdong's. 。Seeing the guards from the Security Department approaching, Ye Fan stopped. 。Seeing that Ye Fan had no intention of making another move, the four other teammates of Fan Zhiwei who were unharmed rushed forward to help him up. 。Compared to Fan Zhiwei, Zhang Hong's injuries were a bit more terrifying. 。His eye socket was fractured, and the blood flowing from it stained half his cheek red. 。One side of his face was deathly pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably. 。And Fan Zhiwei was in a terrible amount of pain throughout his entire body. Blood was still dripping from his mouth, and his head had swelled into a large lump. His face was as pale as paper, and he felt completely drained of strength. His head also throbbed with dizziness. 。Fan Zhiwei, who was originally a little dizzy, saw three members of the security department appear and immediately glared at Ye Fan and his group, shouting: "It was them just now who attacked me and my friend. If you hadn't arrived in time, they would have continued to attack us!" 。Zhang Mingdong looked at Ye Fan, as if asking 。Ye Fan shrugged at him and said, "Do you believe I can beat all of them by myself" Zhang Mingdong glanced at Ye Fan, then at Fan Zhiwei and Zhang Hong and their group. 。He knew Fan Zhiwei and everything about him. 。At this moment, seeing Fan Zhiwei beaten like this, he couldn't help but think to himself: If I helped Fan Zhiwei out, I might be able to get in touch with the Black Dragon Society. 。Although not necessarily associating with the underworld, there are always times when it comes in handy. 。Even if it's not used, helping someone once can always cultivate goodwill and prevent resentment later on. 。Moreover, it's obvious now that the two of them are injured, and that arrogant kid is acting like nothing happened. This makes him very uncomfortable. 。Fan Zhiwei reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glared fiercely at Ye Fan, and said, “Boy, I will make you pay double for what happened today.” 。"I will have you kneel before me and beg for mercy…”

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, a cold glint flashing in them 。Even though he always appears very easygoing, he never accepts any threats from anyone. 。The threats against him, this touched his scales. 。Could you please repeat what you just said 。Ye Fan took a step forward and said faintly, 。But everyone could hear that there was no warmth in his tone. Song Dongye, standing beside him, couldn't help but shiver. 。"What does it matter, I'll make you regret this. " 。I regret provoking me today, if I don't kill you, I won't be Fan Zhiwei. 。"Fan Zhiwei took a step back, looking arrogant, but there was still a hint of fear in his heart." 。The impact of Ye Fan's actions left a profound impression on him. 。"Is that so" Ye Fan snorted coldly, taking another step forward and saying, "I want to see how you make me regret it." 。" Hearing Ye Fan's words, Fan Zhiwei trembled involuntarily all over. However, seeing three security guards in uniforms right in front of him, he didn't believe that Ye Fan would dare to take action again. So, he deliberately shouted loudly: "You saw it, right This kid is too arrogant! He treats the school like his own home, doing whatever he wants. If you don't care, I will personally go to the principal and complain about this..." As Fan Zhiwei kept complaining to the three security guards, Ye Fan's body moved again 。"Whoosh!" He dashed towards Fan Zhiwei like a ghost, his terrifying speed creating a gust of wind. 。Next moment, to everyone's astonishment, Ye Fan appeared before Fan Zhiwei, his right hand suddenly raised and slapped Fan Zhiwei's face hard. 。A crisp sound rang out the next moment. Fan Zhiwei was slapped by Ye Fan and sent flying. His body, like a kite with its string cut, drew a beautiful arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground. 。A dull thud echoed through the air, and a spurt of blood erupted from Fan Zhiwei's mouth instantly. Two slightly yellowish teeth, mixed with blood, fell onto the concrete floor. In the sunlight, they were a sickening sight to behold. 。On the ground, Fan Zhiwei lay there like a dead pig, twitching all over, his cheeks bulging like steamed buns. 。The sudden scene silenced the already bustling venue. Everyone's eyes widened, and they stared motionless at the imposing figure in the center of the stage. 。Even the three members of the Guard Corps were no exception. They had all served in the military before and had seen their fair share of so-called tough soldiers, but... compared to Ye Fan in the center of the stage, they were simply outmatched. 。

A slap sent the person flying

If it weren't for Fan Zhiwei still lying on the ground, groaning in pain, they would have even suspected that they were hallucinating.

"You... you stop!" After a brief shock, Zhang Mingdong pulled out his baton and pointed it at Ye Fan. The two security guards beside him also looked nervous, each pulling out their batons and eyeing Ye Fan warily. 。Ye Fan turned his head and glanced at Zhang Mingdong faintly. 。Perhaps due to being too nervous and frightened, when Ye Fan cast his gaze towards Zhang Mingdong, his face suddenly changed. He involuntarily took a step back, his right hand instinctively loosening, causing the baton to fall directly to the ground. 。There was a heavy silence. 。Just as the argument was taking place, in the stands of the gymnasium, a fat man with a drumstick in his left hand and a cigar in his right, had a strange gleam in his eyes. 。He was gnawing on a drumstick and muttered to himself, "A bunch of idiots, who would they provoke if not this evil spirit" 。Seeing Ye Fan make a move, he shook his head and sighed: "This kid's skills have declined recently." 。The last time we met, he really gave me a hard time. 。"I wonder if I could still beat you now" He chuckled to himself, a few weird chuckles. 。He left the gnawed chicken leg bones on the ground, reached out to wipe his mouth with a white handkerchief, and then took out his phone to make a call. 。"Little Fatty, where did you die" As soon as the call connected, a woman's voice came from the other end. 。"Aunt Chen, I have a favor to ask of you." 。"At this time, the fat man, rarely ever so, had a serious look on his face." 。"What's wrong" Chen Auntie on the phone seemed to be taken aback, this dead fat man rarely called him, let alone spoke so seriously about something. 。"Ye Fan got into a fight, you should call the principal of Linhai University." 。"The fat man looked at the security guards who were confronting Ye Fan, and calmly said: " 。At this time, at least ten more security guards came from the entrance of the gymnasium. They seemed to have been notified by Zhang Mingdong secretly. 。A cold glint of murderous intent flashed across the fat man's face. 。Mengdao School of Dream Island, founded on 2013-9-30 movement from him; with just a slight flick of his wrist, the nine darts shot out, each aimed precisely at the fat man.These darts came at an incredible speed. Even the fat man had to temporarily dod...