313: Chapter 312: I Like Your Honesty_2 313: Chapter 312: I Like Your Honesty_2 “I’m dying of laughter, beauty, you might as well not call the police.
Come keep us company, and if we’re in a good mood, we’ll treat you to a drink!”
Zhang Shiya angrily looked at this bunch of bastards, but at that moment, she couldn’t utter a single word.
Among the crowd, Ning Fan watched these bastards with cold eyes and clenched his fists involuntarily.
He twisted his neck, planning to go out and teach these bastards a lesson when someone came over and patted his shoulder.
“Ning Bro?
Is it really you!”
A young man with an honest-looking face appeared in front of Ning Fan, looking at him in surprise.
Ning Fan recognized the other person and called out in surprise, “Dashun!”
The honest-looking young man was Ning Fan’s friend here, named Liu Dashun, and they often played together when they were in Xiaogu Village.
Ning Fan had come to Xiaogu Village five or six years ago, and later got along well with Liu Dashun.
During several trips to the mountains, Liu Dashun was almost eaten by a wild boar, and it was Ning Fan who saved him.
Since then, Liu Dashun had always called him Ning Bro.
These past two years Liu Dashun had been working outside and had only recently come back.
He was very excited to see Ning Fan now.
He had been saddened for a long time when he had heard that Ning Fan had left during his previous return.
Ning Fan also smiled happily upon seeing Liu Dashun.
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“You’re a fine lad, grown even stronger after a few years, haven’t you!”
Ning Fan looked at Liu Dashun with delight and patted the guy’s chest.
Liu Dashun chuckled and quickly started to butter Ning Fan up, “Ning Bro has gotten even more handsome too!”
“That’s what I like about you, always so honest!”
The two looked at each other and laughed, but Ning Fan still remembered the current situation in the school and immediately asked, “Dashun, do you know what’s going on here?”
Normally, the guys in the village were all well-behaved, honest folks who didn’t bother anyone.
What exactly brought these little thugs from the nearby town here to cause trouble?
Ning Fan looked at the group of thugs, a gloomy cold light flickering in his eyes.
Liu Dashun’s face darkened, and he became angry as he explained, “It’s all because of that Zhu Ba!”
“Zhu Ba?
I’ve heard of him.
He’s just a local thug from the town.
What exactly is going on?”
Ning Fan furrowed his brow, his tone turning somewhat icy.
He had heard of Zhu Ba before, but the villagers couldn’t possibly have provoked the guy; this matter was definitely more than meets the eye.
Liu Dashun looked at the chaotic campus, saying angrily, “Zhu Ba got to know a shady boss, and now they’re involved in demolition, eyeing our school’s land.
The old principal considered the children’s education and didn’t agree to sell, so then…
sigh!”
What had happened next didn’t need to be spelled out by Liu Dashun for Ning Fan to guess.
Zhu Ba followed someone in the demolition business, and they set their sights on the land of Xiaogu Elementary School.
When they came to discuss selling the land, the old principal and the teachers didn’t even listen to the conditions; they flatly refused.
If this place were gone, where would the poor children of the village go to study?
Refusing to sell the land meant angering Zhu Ba and his people, and to get the land, Zhu Ba had people harass the school daily.
“Get lost!”
At the same time, the thugs who were harassing Zhang Shiya were slowly getting closer to her.
Zhang Shiya looked at these thugs with disgust.
“Don’t be scared, little girl, your brothers are here to keep you company!”
One of the thugs lunged straight at her, trying to wrap his arms around Zhang Shiya.
Zhang Shiya’s face changed, and subconsciously, she raised her leg and kicked toward the man’s groin.
“Ahhhhhhhh!”
A harrowing scream overshadowed the crying, echoing inside and outside the school.
Zhang Shiya’s kick had struck the thug’s vitals, and he was now curled up on the ground, clutching himself down there, moaning continuously.
The other thugs were stunned by the scene, and Zhang Shiya herself was also frozen, her face pale as she looked at the men.
A gasp arose from the crowd at the school entrance.
“You bitch, you dare to hit back!”
A gangster, seeing Zhang Shiya actually dare to strike them, rushed forward in shock and anger, his hand raised to slap Zhang Shiya across the face.
Zhang Shiya’s face turned pale; she was just a weak girl, no match for these people.
She couldn’t avoid the blow and closed her eyes.
But the expected slap never came, instead there was a sound, like something had blocked it.
As Zhang Shiya slowly opened her eyes, she saw a towering figure standing in front of her.
This upright silhouette stood like a mountain ridge, and Zhang Shiya was momentarily transfixed.
“It’s not a great skill to hit a woman,” Ning Fan said with a cold laugh, grabbing the gangster’s wrist and looking at them icily.
“Kid, you’re asking for it!”
The gangster, whose wrist was caught by Ning Fan, barked out, trying to pull his hand away, but after a few struggles, he found that Ning Fan’s grip was too strong.
Breaking free was simply impossible.
The gangster felt a chill as he looked at Ning Fan’s ice-cold face.
“Let go of me!” the gangster yelled.
His companions also gathered around, wielding steel pipes, bricks, and knives, threatening Ning Fan.
Ning Fan smiled slightly, then let go of his hand.
The next moment, the gangster staggered back several steps before he steadied himself.
Meanwhile, another gangster on the ground also got up.
His pale face now twisted in a hideous snarl, he glared at Zhang Shiya and yelled: “You little bitch, and you too, I’m going to cripple you today!”
With that, he ran over with one hand covering his crotch and the other holding a Butterfly Blade.
Behind Ning Fan, Zhang Shiya anxiously reminded the unmoving Ning Fan: “Be careful!”
Ning Fan turned around, flashing Zhang Shiya a confident smile, which made her blush and quickly turn her face away.
As for the gangster with the Butterfly Blade, he was already in front of Ning Fan, swinging the blade at Ning Fan’s neck, causing the onlookers to instinctively close their eyes.
But Ning Fan just sneered, his right hand quick as lightning, landing a punch squarely on the man’s face.
Two bloodstained teeth flew out of the gangster’s mouth.
At the same time, Ning Fan disarmed him and grabbed the Butterfly Blade in his hand.
With a “thud,” the gangster was turned into a mess by Ning Fan’s punch, falling to the ground like a swollen pig’s head.
“Come on, come on, all of you!” Ning Fan said with a smile, skillfully flipping the Butterfly Blade in his hand.
The complex and dangerous maneuvers dazzled the onlookers, especially the gangsters, who couldn’t help but swallow hard.
The shining Butterfly Blade in Ning Fan’s hand seemed ready to plunge into their throats at any second.
“Come on, come on!” the gangster with a leaky mouth called out from the ground, pounding the pavement.
Perhaps inspired by his actions, the other gangsters shouted and charged at Ning Fan together.
“We outnumber him, he can’t beat us all!”
Someone shouted, and the gangsters were filled with confidence.
As the saying goes, two fists can’t beat four hands, and there was only one Ning Fan against their three!
Ning Fan looked at the gangsters contemptuously and couldn’t help shaking his head.
Bang, bang, bang!
In the span of one second, Ning Fan threw three punches: one hit the gangster in front of him on the forehead, another struck the guy on the left in the face, and the last one caused the guy sneaking up from behind to suffer a stomach prolapse!
All three men lay on the ground, wailing miserably.
With the Butterfly Blade spinning in his hand, Ning Fan suddenly snorted, and the blade flew into the air, tracing a beautiful arc, leaving one to wonder who would be the unlucky recipient.
“Ahhhh!”
The gangster who had just run out of the classroom with an earring found a Butterfly Blade embedded in his thigh; he clutched at his leg and screamed.
“All of you, get lost!”
Ning Fan yelled at the gangsters.
These gangsters no longer dared to challenge Ning Fan’s patience and fled the school in a sorry state, each supporting the other like whipped dogs.
The leader, blood flowing from his thigh where the Butterfly Blade was lodged and his earring ear being supported, still yelled, “Kid, you just wait, don’t you run away, you’re finished!”