Liu Shaoyong shouted, and Nandong and Hotan showed their nunchucks.

Shuanzi brought a total of seven or eight people, all of whom were from the school basketball team. They were tall and strong, and all they carried were wooden sticks. At this time, the seven or eight people looked at the three players playing nunchaku and couldn't help but

Laughed.

Shuanzi almost laughed, pointed at Zhang Xiaofan and said: "There is a martial arts master in your dormitory? He is paralyzed and has nunchucks. Why don't you use the trident? Do you understand? Don't swing it and smash yourself."

Wada waved his nunchucks with both hands, trying to use his strength to speak for himself, but his strength was really not that good, and he hit himself directly on the head, causing him to scream in pain.

"Hahaha……"

Shuanzi's group of people fell forward and backward laughing.

They came to fight, so why are their opponents the same as each other?

Liu Shaoyong quickly took out Yunnan Baiyao spray from under the table and sprayed it on Hotan's head.

Nandong looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Xiaofan, what do you say?"

They were facing a powerful enemy. They had lost momentum because of Hotan. Now that they didn't show any signs of it, they didn't want to be laughed to death by the opponent.

Zhang Xiaofan got down from the bed, put on his slippers and said, "What else can I say, just fuck these idiots."

“Just what I wanted!”

Shuanzi laughed evilly, and since they were all on the basketball team, they were tall and strong, so they rushed forward with confidence.

"Zhang Xiaofan, give me a stick!"

Shuanzi raised the wooden stick in his hand and hit Zhang Xiaofan on the head.

Zhang Xiaofan frowned slightly, kicked his legs and bent down, reached out to pick up his slippers, and with lightning speed, slapped Shuanzi's face with the slippers.

Just watching Shuanzi spin around in a circle, he fell to the ground.

"You have to be careful when fighting. Those gangsters who fight outside the school like to fight bravely and fiercely without leaving any room for mercy. Why don't you, my grandson, attack too lightly?"

Zhang Xiaofan had a cold face and rushed forward fiercely. Several boys nearby wanted to help, but they were all intimidated by Zhang Xiaofan's bravery.

"Go aside!"

Zhang Xiaofan used his slipper with his backhand and hit the man who was about 1.8 meters tall directly on the door panel. His big teeth were knocked out and he rolled around on the ground.

"This kid is so fierce."

"What a great effort."

"Back off, back off!"

Two boys on the other side were ready to take action, but seeing the miserable fate of their companions, they didn't dare to take action at all, so they turned around and ran away.

"A couple of times?"

Liu Shaoyong was also ready to show off his skills. This time, Zhang Xiaofan scared four or five people away with just two slippers.

Zhang Xiaofan stretched out his hand to pull up the bolt on the ground, and took off his shoes again with his backhand, causing his face to turn red.

"Let me ask you, when students fight, do you need to be so cruel?"

Zhang Xiaofan took off his shoe with his backhand and slapped the other side of Shuanzi's face, "Tell me, how much hatred there is. As for you bringing people here with such a big fanfare, if the stick hits me, have you thought about what will happen to me? Have you thought about the consequences?

"

The pain caused by the embolism made him tremble all over, and he cried: "Zhang Xiaofan, stop fighting, I know I was wrong."

"I'll paralyze you!"

Zhang Xiaofan took off his shoes again, and Shuan Zi's face began to bleed.

"Answer me, how much hatred do you have to be so ruthless?"

"No grudge."

Shuanzi's voice trembled: "It's me...it's me, not a human being."

"You are not a human being, so you want to send others to the hospital?"

Zhang Xiaofan held down his head and knocked it on the bed. Shuanzi felt dizzy for a while, and then he was thrown to the ground by Zhang Xiaofan.

"roll!"

"Let me teach you a lesson. Fighting has its own severity and propriety. You deserve a beating!"

Zhang Xiaofan spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on Shuanzi and then went to bed again.

Shuanzi dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and was disgusted but did not dare to talk too much. He could only get up with difficulty, cry and leave with a dejected face.

"It's so refreshing, but it's a pity that we are of no use." Liu Shaoyong clapped his hands and applauded.

Nan Dong looked solemnly and kicked Zhang Xiaofan back with his slippers. He looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Will my grandson tell the school?"

"He was beaten, but he brought people to our dormitory to cause trouble. Tell the school and he won't get anything good," Wada said.

"Innocent!"

Nan Dong shook his head, sighed and said: "If things get serious, the one who gets beaten will definitely be justified."

"This special brew just doesn't make sense."

Liu Shaoyong said excitedly: "In this way, their group of grandsons are still justified, but we who are not looking for trouble become sinners."

Nan Dong shook his head and said, "What do you think? This kind of thing happened to my family back then. My dad was stabbed. As a result, our family lost money and my dad was imprisoned for two years. Do you think this makes sense?"

"It really doesn't make sense."

Liu Shaoyong and Hotan spoke in unison.

"That's it."

Nan Dong said: "Do you understand now? Someone was injured, and the one who hit him must be held responsible."

Zhang Xiaofan heard that if it continued it would become a sad story, he smiled and said: "Okay, Shuanzi and his gang probably don't dare to tell the school. Students, the most important thing is face, especially those who think they are quite capable, that is

It’s even more shameful.”

"Is this okay?"

Liu Shaoyong looked incredulous.

"What else?"

Zhang Xiaofan said with a smile: "This is the case in high school. Among those people who like to make trouble for nothing, who doesn't want to lose face? They were really beaten, and everyone hid them."

"Qian Bin was like this before." Hotan thought of something and said hurriedly.

"That grandson has some backbone now!"

Liu Shaoyong climbed onto the bed, lay on his back, looked at the ceiling and said: "Anyway, we won't suffer any loss if we listen to Xiaofan."

"Come down and study!"

Nan Dong gave him a tug, "Don't be lazy. Our dormitory has agreed that no one will fail the final exam. This will affect the glorious image of our dormitory 302."

"Come on, mom, everything is up to you." Liu Shaoyong chuckled.

"Lao Mazi" is the nickname they gave Nan Dong. In this dormitory, Zhang Xiaofan is undoubtedly the leader, but Nan Dong is the best at dealing with the aftermath.

Early the next morning, Zhang Xiaofan went directly to see Principal Bai and said that he wanted to take a few days off. Principal Bai readily agreed and approved without even asking the reason.

Zhang Xiaofan skipped class and ducked into the library. His current understanding of finance only had a general outline in his mind. He did not understand many specific details in depth, so he had to take advantage of the time when he was not in class to catch up on it.

.

As soon as the library opened, Zhang Xiaofan found a few monographs on economics to read, especially about stocks and digital modeling. When the library was full of people and it was about to close in the evening, he hid in the corner behind the bookcase.

, after the security guard came in and walked around to make sure no one closed the door, Zhang Xiaofan took out his mobile phone charger and started charging his mobile phone, and then turned on the flashlight to read.
Chapter completed!