s hands, much like now. But if Chen Jia and Ye Jia's two young masters triumphed, Lang Si, the puppet leader, would take over. Lang Si held considerable influence in many areas outside of Beijing…Nan...Chapter 1: The Text
Section 265: Such a Good Child
"He got into a fight Was he hurt You tell him to speak to me, this rascal has scared me to death." Aunt Chen's voice on the phone immediately became anxious and worried when she heard that Ye Fan had gotten into a fight.
"It's nothing, Ye Fan wouldn't bully others, others would just burn high incense for him," the fat man said contentedly after taking a puff of his cigar. Seeing that more than a dozen security guards had surrounded Ye Fan, he continued, "I'm just afraid the school will discipline him or something. The old principal of Linhai University is still quite hard to deal with. I'm afraid he will give him a punishment, making Ye Fan lose face."
"That's good," Auntie Chen seemed to let out a breath, but still said with some unease: "You went to Linhai too, right Be sure to keep an eye on Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan is such a good child, he's easily bullied. Fatty, Auntie Chen knows you're good at fighting, if something happens to Xiao Fan, I'll hold you responsible."
Listening to Auntie Chen rambling on the phone, especially when she said little Fan was such a good boy, Fatty's cheeks twitched uncontrollably. He tried hard to suppress his laughter and gave Ye Fan, who was calmly sitting in the middle of the room, a strange look. That kid was well-behaved Oh...
"I got it, remember to call later," Fatty hung up the phone with a complex expression and took a hard drag of his cigarette. This Aunt Chen is really something, saying Xiaofan is well-behaved and good at fighting. Does she not know that he used to bully me relentlessly as a kid
All the fat people have a feeling of wanting to cry.
At this time, Fan Zhiwei had already been helped up by his accomplices. Seeing that ten more security guards carrying batons had arrived, Song Dongye and the others' faces were a little complicated, all nervously watching Ye Fan.
"I'll go with you." Just as Zhang Mingdong was hesitating whether to order the arrest, Ye Fan spoke up in a flat tone, showing no change in expression.
This time, whether it was Fan Zhiwei who was beaten almost unconscious, Zhang Hong who covered half his face, or his subordinates, no one dared to speak another word. They were afraid that their idle chatter would end up like Fan Zhiwei's tragedy.
Just now, Ye Fan's seemingly ordinary glance brought immense pressure to the three members of the Security Department, to the point where they felt like a mountain was pressing down on their chests, making them breathe rapidly and sweat profusely on their foreheads.
At this time, upon hearing Ye Fan's words, the three of them secretly let out a breath of relief, simultaneously reaching out to wipe the beads of sweat that had trickled down their foreheads.
"Dongdong, you guys should go back." Ye Fan took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a leisurely puff before turning to Song Dongye and the others. "As for joining the school basketball team, I'll find you later."
When Song Dongye heard Ye Fan's words, he instinctively wanted to refuse. He thought about shouldering this matter with Ye Fan. After all, seeing so many people surrounding Ye Fan, as well as Fan Zhiwei's gang of younger brothers, and the basketball team from the management department, all glaring at Ye Fan, a kind of bloodiness surged up from within him. He wasn't afraid, but when he thought about Li Qiang behind Ye Fan, he obediently nodded.
Meanwhile, Fan Zhiwei's younger brother had already helped him up. At this time, Fan Zhiwei seemed to have not yet recovered from the dizziness, his eyes were empty and lifeless, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth non-stop, and there were five clear fingerprints on his puffed cheeks.
“You, and you, come with me to record. Everyone else take the other two to the hospital.” Zhang Mingdong looked at Ye Fan with a complicated expression, then pointed at Ye Fan and Zhang Hong, and said to someone in sportswear standing beside them.
Ye Fan said faintly, "I'll go with you."
Seeing Ye Fan walk away with the security guards, the fat man who had just come down from the stands stood up again, pulled out another drumstick and started chewing on it, watching Ye Fan's back from afar.
“I hope you don’t make things difficult for him.” The fat man muttered to himself, “If Fat Grandpa knows you’re making things difficult for him, be careful, I’ll wash the Black Tiger Society with blood.”
At this point, the fat man had already thoroughly investigated Fan Zhiwei's identity. He had information in his hands, as well as everything about the Black Tiger Gang.
Just then, a faint fragrance wafted over. A girl in a white dress walked past the fat man. He was stunned, his mouth agape.
"Slap..."
The drumstick in his hand fell to the ground. The fat man swallowed hard, his eyes following the direction the girl had gone, flashing with a burning flame. He licked his lips, watching the girl about to walk away, immediately waving his small, chubby hand to chase after her, shouting: "Beauty, wait for me, I'll buy you a drumstick…"
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Ten minutes later, Ye Fan followed Zhang Mingdong and the others to the Security Department's office.
The one who took Ye Fan's statement was Chen Jianlin, the deputy director of the Security Department. A man in his thirties, he looked physically fit and had sharp eyes. However, when taking the statement, he didn't display a menacing or intimidating presence.
It's obvious he already knew about Ye Fan's past deeds. Remembering Zhang Mingdong's evasive eyes when he handed Ye Fan over, he didn't dare to make things too difficult for him.
Chen Jianlin understood that Zhang Mingdong was passing him a hot potato. On one hand, there was Fan Zhiwei, who had connections with the Black Tiger gang. On the other hand, there was Da Yi, an exceptionally skilled freshman. He felt conflicted in his heart. In a place like Linhai City, you could encounter family members at any time. Something came to mind, and he glanced at Ye Fan, asking, "What's your name"
"Ye Fan." Ye Fan said faintly.
Upon hearing Ye Fan's response, Chen Jianlin's face changed involuntarily. He took a sharp breath and was startled in his heart. As the deputy director of the Security Department, he couldn't have not heard about what happened at the school a few days ago. Not to mention the Knife Edge Society, even the Nalong Gang had been beaten so badly. And the instigator of the whole thing was this Ye Fan, a freshman. His name was also closely linked to Li Qiang, who came from a family background.
Fortunately, he hadn't jumped to conclusions beforehand. Chen Jianlin felt a sense of relief in his heart, but also a heightened sense of difficulty.
Chen Jianlin looked at Ye Fan with a complicated expression, and asked politely: "Why did you hit him"
"They brought this upon themselves." Ye Fan said faintly.
Chen Jianlin was clearly taken aback. As the deputy director of the Security Department at Linhai University, he had dealt with numerous brawls. Whether it was ordinary students fighting over a matter of honor or wealthy young masters acting out in anger, no one who came to the Security Department had ever been as straightforward and righteous as Ye Fan.
Although Chen Jianlin knew Ye Fan's background must not be simple, it wasn't that he thought his own status was superior. He understood: the principal of Linhai University was a person who wouldn't budge under pressure, and his background was even more terrifying. He wasn't just famous in Linshi, but throughout all of China. And what's more, he was extremely rational. In that old man's eyes, fighting on campus was absolutely unacceptable. If you sincerely admitted your mistake, it would be fine, but if not, that old man would definitely not show mercy.
Once upon a time, there were some second-generation rich kids from families with backgrounds in coastal areas who got into fights because of jealousy and rivalry. After the fight, they still acted arrogantly, but in the end, they were all expelled by the principal himself.
Chen Jianlin hesitated, wondering whether to report this matter to the administrative office.
Ps: I haven't been resting well lately. I work during the day, code at night, and with Chinese New Year coming up, there are too many things to do. So today I only have 2 chapters, giving Xiaolong a chance to catch his breath. Please understand.
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