Song Ziyun couldn't stand it, so he stepped forward and asked the security guard: "Why didn't you stop his violence? Do you have no sense of public morality or sense of responsibility?"

Faced with Song Ziyu's accusation, the security officers showed a look of embarrassment on their faces.

"Mind your own business and disperse! You don't know that Wu Fan's father is the honorary director of the school. Who dares to mess with him?" The security guard began to disperse the students.

"You don't dare, I dare!" Song Ziyu angrily scolded.

Although I hate Bai Qianqian very much!

I hate her for deceiving and playing with her feelings!

But the overwhelming justice in his heart does not allow him to turn a blind eye to all the atrocities in front of him!

Song Ziyu pushed through the crowd and walked up to Wu Fan, angrily yelling at Wu Fan: "That's enough! If you dare to touch her hair again, I will let you experience what it feels like to be beaten."

Song Ziyu warned every word.

"Okay Song Ziyu, I've been looking for you for a long time and haven't found you yet. I didn't expect you to run out on your own... I beat my woman, why are you talking so much? I haven't settled the accounts with you for what happened last time!"

Saying that, Wu Fan kicked Bai Yanyan away, and then punched Song Ziyu on the head.

Song Ziyu didn't let Wu Fan get used to it. He turned his head to let go of his fist, and then slapped Wu Fan on the face.

When it comes to fighting, Wu Fan is too young!

It is also impolite to come and go without reciprocating.

This slap was so powerful that Wu Fan's ears buzzed and his mind began to doubt his life.

Suddenly!

Wu Fan couldn't even find the southeast, northwest or northwest.

"Well done, brother!"

The first-year female classmates beside him cheered, as if the slap was inflicted by the female classmate herself.

"Well done, brother!"

The senior fellow students also expressed their praise on the spot.

"I'll testify to you that you acted bravely!" A classmate said while holding a cell phone.

"I also prove...I took all the videos." Another classmate reached out to help.

"Me too, and I will prove it!"

"A few of us are live broadcasting..."

Classmates stood up one after another to support Song Ziyu.

This made Song Ziyu very bold.

Also made Wu Fan angry

broken!

"You dare to hit me, you, you, you..." Wu Fan, who came back to his senses, was furious.

"Song Ziyu, what does it have to do with you if I hit my woman?" Wu Fan held it in for a long time and could only come out with such a useless sentence.

Song Ziyu said coldly: "What I hate most in my life is people who beat women! What the hell are you? Are you still justified in beating women?"

Song Ziyu took a step forward, which frightened Wu Fan into retreating.

"Wu Fan, hitting women is not a skill. If you are unhappy, let's practice alone!"

Song Ziyu's powerful words immediately attracted applause from the whole room.

Many excited students were shouting to support Song Ziyu.

"This classmate, you said it very well, we all support you."

"Anyone who beats a woman is not a good person."

"Is the second generation of rich people great?"

"damn thing……"

Seeing such an angry crowd, Wu Fan finally knew he was afraid.

Staring at Song Ziyu fiercely, Wu Fan put down his harsh words: "Song Ziyu, I'm not done with you...just wait...if you can graduate from Nanjing University, I won't believe it."

After saying that, Wu Fan turned around and ran away.

"Look, this guy looks like a dog."

Someone laughed.

Song Ziyu glanced at Bai Yanyan amidst the cheers and wanted to say something, but felt that there was nothing to say.

In the end, a thousand words turned into a sigh. Song Ziyu did not help Bai Yanyan, but left the crowd.

Behind Song Ziyu, applause was like waves.

…

Although Wu Fan was slapped, Song Ziyu didn't feel any joy in his heart.

To a certain extent, I have real feelings for Bai Yanyan.

It is precisely because I have true feelings that no matter what I do, I am a loser in front of these true feelings!

What qualifications do losers have to be solitary and courageous?

But for me, it's a good thing

It means that I have completely emerged from this shadow.

If others want to use this matter to break their defenses, they will never be able to do so.

…

Arriving at the school gate, Song Ziyu waited for Ye Qianqian to appear.

Just at this time.

Trouble is coming!

Wu Fan, who had just run away, came back and called some big men from nowhere! ??

Song Ziyu didn't expect revenge to come so quickly!

Seeing the gangsters who cared about dragons and painted tigers, Song Ziyu frowned slightly.

I am not in school now, but outside school.

If it were in school, these social people Wu Fan found would not dare to make mistakes.

Fights between students may be excusable, but it is another matter if members of the public enter the school and beat people.

This involves breaking the law.

But now, Song Ziyu is outside the school and cannot be protected by the school...

Song Ziyu turned around and glanced at the security guard's box ten meters away.

The security guard in the booth seemed to have noticed something strange here, but he had no intention of coming to take care of it. Instead, he turned around and left directly.

This made Song Ziyu feel a little angry inside.

"Song Ziyu, you bastard! Aren't you very good at fighting? Come on, I will let you have a good beating today!"

Wu Fan cursed and said to several big men: "Come on, beat him!"

Upon hearing Wu Fan's greeting, these gangsters with red dragons and tigers walked toward Song Ziyu with ferocious smiles.

No unnecessary words!

Both sides take action directly!

If it were an ordinary person facing this situation, they would probably have only two options: running away or covering their head and begging for mercy.

But Song Ziyu is not an ordinary person!

In the past six months, Song Ziyu has experienced too much.

I have completely transformed!

You've walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, why would you still care about five gangsters?

this moment!

Song Ziyu is not afraid to laugh back.

The fists in his hands were clenched hard, and Song Ziyu remained unmoved despite the cold wind.

…

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br> The first big man who rushed in front of him had a strong body.

The tendons on my body can be felt through my clothes.
To be continued...