Really asking for something big.
As Wang Hui said, martial arts school students are very united. Now during the peak meal period, most students gather in the school cafeteria or the restaurant in front of the school. Hearing that a classmate from his school was beaten up in a hotel, countless students from the brilliant martial arts school came from all directions.
Chu Xiangqing. That little-known restaurant has suddenly become the focus of Tianfu Road tomorrow morning.
Who has never had the deepest brotherhood? Who hasn't had a fever in their youth
More and more students from the brilliant martial arts school gathered at the entrance of Chu Xiangqing, attracting more students to watch. The Discipline Team of the Brilliant Martial Arts School and the Security Department of Suzaku Middle School were all alerted. The Security Department of Suzaku Middle School worked hard to expel the students from their own school and prevent them from getting involved in the unprovoked war. When the Discipline Team of the Brilliant Martial Arts School heard that a student of the school had been beaten by an unknown person, they immediately cursed and cursed a member of the revenge group, threatening to boil the wrong person into ashes.
"Coach, please choose that one. Wang Hui and the others are being held captive." The four-eyed guy who ran out to report the news pointed to the window upstairs near the street and said to the coach Zhang Chen next to him.
Zhang Chen was once the three-time Sanda champion of Huacheng. After retiring, he came to help in the martial arts school founded by a friend. Because of his excellent strength and loyalty, he has great prestige in the brilliant martial arts school. Sometimes, even if the principal and vice-principals of the Brilliant Martial Arts School couldn't solve the problem, just asking him to push him out would be enough to get a satisfactory answer.
Zhang Chen has a problem, he likes drinking. You will get drunk every time you drink. I missed a lot of things because of drinking.
However, Zhang Chen, who has worked at Huihuang Martial Arts School for nearly ten years, is still a Sanda coach. Of course, whether he was a trainee before, whether he was a senior later, and whether he is an ace now. It can be considered a small upgrade.
It was precisely because of Zhang Chen's appearance tomorrow morning that the Brilliant Martial Arts School was able to gather so many people in a short period of time.
Zhang Chen burped, squinted his eyes and looked at the window upstairs, and asked, "How many people are there?"
"Three." Four Eyes replied.
"It hurts your legs?"
"Quite----amazing." The four-eyed boy felt that he had to speak more clearly, otherwise it would be his responsibility if anyone on their side suffered a loss. "Two people moved their legs, and Wang Hui and the others were knocked down."
Zhang Chen became more energetic and said with a smile: "Interesting. I didn't expect that there would be a few strong dragons crossing the river in our small pond - shout out to let them come east. Let's practice hard with him."
As a result, the students from the Huihuang Martial Arts School started shouting loudly in the east of the building.
"The one who is beating me up, come here quickly -----"
"Dong Lai will fight the uncle for three hundred rounds, don't be a coward—"
"If they don't go east, they will have to rush in. Then the east leg will be even heavier -----"
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"Let us go east, what should we do? Are they afraid that they won't give up?" Hearing Lou Dong's shouting, Xu Bin's face was full of fear, and he was so anxious that he was rolling around in the box.
Wang Hui, who was lying on the ground, and his companions next to him looked at each other wrongly. In their eyes, there was amusement and joy that the great revenge was about to be repaid.
"They're asking for bad luck," they said, communicating with their eyes.
"It's too much to bully others." Fang Yan stood at the window and said, looking at the swearing martial arts students.
"Isn't that too deceiving?" Fang Yingxiong agreed.
"When have our Fang family been bullied in such a embarrassing manner? When have their descendants of the Fang Family Tai Chi ever been pointed at and scolded like that? They seek honor, they seek battle, and they must not do anything wrong."
"Wrong, don't do that." Fang Yingxiong and Fang Yingxiong nodded repeatedly.
"We can't just forget about that matter." Fang Yan said.
"Definitely not." Fang Yingxiong and Fang Yingxiong looked excited.
Fang Yan glanced east of the window again, with fierce eyes and a cold tone: "Call the police."
"Hey." Fang Yingxiong agreed and took out the token from his pocket. The two of them cooperated tacitly, without any pause in between.
Xu Bin originally wanted to show off that Fang Yan had turned a big deal into a trivial matter, so he asked him to go out and apologize, say a few soft words, pay for the medical expenses of those students, and set up a few tables of food and wine to avoid suffering a physical pain.
Hearing Fang Yan's statement about whether the Fang family was a descendant of Fang's Tai Chi, he secretly cried out that it was terrible. It seemed that a fierce battle was inevitable tomorrow, and things were developing into an uncontrollable situation.
Can you tell me why the police were called? Shouldn't you try to persuade yourself? How about I say it myself to make his mediator look stupid and helpless
When Xu Bin wanted to confirm whether Yidong had heard correctly, Fang Yingxiong had already taken out his money and started dialing the police number.
"Comrade police, comrade police, come and help - he and his friends were eating in a restaurant and were besieged by gangsters - how many people? There were hundreds of people. The whole hotel was surrounded - in Suzaku Middle School is on the wrong side. What a bad impact it would have to have something like that happen at the school gate. Wrong, they are yelling for help, and they are desperately blocking the door to prevent them from coming in -----ah---- -"
After Fang Yingxiong finally left a long and thought-provoking "ah" sound, he hung up the phone decisively.
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boom!
The box door was kicked open again.
A group of fully armed policemen burst into the box, shouting loudly: "Squat in the east, squat in the east, everyone squat in the east with their heads in their hands----"
Fang Yan immediately squatted Donglai with his legs raised high. Fang Yingxiong followed Fang Haohan's example and squatted next to Fang Yan. Before Xu Bin could react, a policeman rushed over and pushed him to the ground, landing on half of his cheek.
"What happened? What happened to those people?" A middle-aged policeman asked, pointing at Wang Hui and others lying on the ground.
"Comrade police, we arrested the wrong person----arrested the wrong person----" Fang Yingxiong said with a smile on his face. "They are not victims. All of them are victims."
"Am I a victim?" The middle-aged policeman looked at the little fat man with hostile eyes. "I'm a victim, what are they?"
"They are not the perpetrators." Fang Yingxiong said matter-of-factly. "They rushed into the box and wanted to be beaten, but they intercepted them."
"Who to hit?"
"Hit him." Fang Yingxiong said. Then he pointed at Fang Yan and Fang Haohan and said, "I really want to beat them."
The middle-aged policeman sneered and said, "Not only did I intercept them successfully, I also beat them up. Is that a mistake?"
"Wrong, that's right." Fang Yingxiong nodded and said. I thought to myself that the quality of the police nowadays is not very high, even though they had already seen clearly the ins and outs of the matter as soon as they arrived at the scene.
Snapped!
The middle-aged policeman slapped his hand on the table and yelled angrily: "Do I think I'm going to play house? So many of them beat me - but we beat me like that?"
"That's not the case." Fang Yan said. "They came here and wanted to beat him, but they successfully defended him. After they lost the fight, his classmates surrounded the restaurant - they are all students from the Huihuang Martial Arts School."
Fang Yan had a general understanding of the glorious martial arts school, but he knew that he could rush over so quickly after they called the police, obviously there was a police station not far from here. They should have a clearer understanding of the mistakes of Huihuang Martial Arts School.
After hearing what Fang Yan said, the middle-aged policeman's expression softened slightly.
"He can't listen to what our family says either. They will investigate that matter clearly."
"They have a lot of evidence." Fang Yan said. He pointed at Fang Yingxiong and said: "If his friend calls the police, we can check the alarm number at the artificial desk----"
The middle-aged policeman nodded to a young policeman next to him, and the policeman immediately called to inquire. Soon, the alarm number was fed back by the alarm station. As soon as they made another call, the alarm bell in Fang Yingxiong's pants pocket rang.
"He has other evidence." Fang Yan said. He took out his token of protest from his pocket, clicked on the video to play, pointed at the scene of the students from the Huihuang Martial Arts School standing in the east of the building and shouted wildly, and said: "Let me see, let me see - are those students decent? How could anyone treat a teacher wrong like that? Even if he is not a teacher, they can't curse like that? Why don't he run away on impulse and ask for his life tomorrow morning?"
"From the perspective of teachers, naturally they want to protect their students from any harm. But no, we cannot just let them go, otherwise, those students ----- that will not create more work for us in the future. Is it right? Is it wrong? He cannot just watch his students sink to that point."
"Am I a teacher?" the middle-aged policeman looked at Fang Yan and asked.
"Wrong. His name is Fang Yan, a Chinese teacher at Zhuque Middle School." Fang Yan said. He knew that most of the time, the outside world had a favorable impression of the teacher profession.
The middle-aged policeman was overjoyed, pointed at Fang Yan and said with a smile, "Am I Teacher Fang Yan? Teacher Fang Yan from Class 9?"
"Do I know him?" Fang Yan asked strangely.
"Qiao Lei, a student in Class 9, does Teacher Fang know about it?"
Fang Yan looked carefully at the middle-aged policeman in front of him, and saw some similarities between the eyebrows of the man and Qiao Lei, and said happily: "Am I Qiao Lei's father?"
Qiao Zhenye smiled awkwardly and said: "He is Qiao Lei's uncle - his parents work abroad and rarely come back. Qiao Lei lives in his house and usually talks to him about Teacher Fang - -Heroic deeds. Those guys actually bullied Teacher Fang. Are they really looking for death by lighting a lamp in the pit?"
"So that's it." Fang Yan said with a smile. "That thing tomorrow morning-----"
Qiao Zhenye glanced at Wang Hui and others, and said: "Students of Huihuang Martial Arts School treat fighting as a common occurrence, and they have dealt with that kind of thing once or twice. Don't worry, Teacher Fang, leave that matter to them." Let’s take care of it.”
"Thank you for your hard work." Fang Yan said gratefully.
Wang Hui and his classmates were taken away by the police. Also taken away was Zhang Chen, the coach of the brilliant martial arts school who was causing trouble. Because those students were not brought by him, nor were they shouting and cursing at his request.
The students of the Brilliant Martial Arts School were leaderless, and they stood there one by one, not knowing how to respond to the situation in front of them.
Fang Yan came out of the small restaurant and walked straight towards the square array of brilliant students.
The students persisted for a little while, but soon the spontaneity dispersed to make way for them.
Fang Yan walked through the crowd, and the scene was like students from a glorious martial arts school lined up to welcome the hero's triumphant return.
Fang Yan waved his legs and shouted: "Everyone, go back, go back, the most important thing for students is to study hard----"