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Chapter 615: One man is in control and ten thousand men are not open

Originally, Jiang Fan carried Zhong Hai and walked to the door.

As a result, he stopped when he heard his female classmate's cry for help.

Someone is in trouble, and your identity and moral character do not allow you to ignore the situation.

He stopped squad leader Cui next to him. Cui Yu was so frightened that he sobered up.

Jiang Fan said: "Squad leader, help me take care of Zhong Hai."

Cui Yu's mind went blank and he subconsciously took Zhong Hai's hand.

As a result, Zhong Hai, who drank too much, was like a puddle of meat and fell to the ground with Cui Yu, but Jiang Fan had no time to care about anything else.

Jiang Fan shook his neck, which made a clicking sound.

There were male classmates around who said worriedly: "Jiang Fan, why are you joining in the fun! Those gangsters are doing something evil, are you willing to die?"

They thought Jiang Fan was trying to be a hero.

But then, Jiang Fan kicked him, making everyone dumbfounded.

The gangster closest to Jiang Fan was facing away from him, holding a wine bottle and arrogantly provoking Han Baihao.

Jiang Fan kicked him in the right lower back. In an instant, the little gangster's body was like a sponge, with his upper and lower body moving closer to the right.

The next second, the little gangster flew 4 meters away and hit the wall of the KTV.

The onlookers' jaws almost dropped in shock.

Jiang Fan didn't use all his strength with this kick. He only used 30% of his strength to break the little gangster in many places. If he had used all his strength, the little gangster would probably be able to see his ancestors at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Fan's hands were like pliers, tightly grabbing the gangster who was harassing the female classmate.

The little gangster kept wailing in pain, but Jiang Fan didn't think he heard him, so he regarded him as a convenient weapon and threw him on top of another gangster.

Afterwards, Jiang Fan punched one after another, and his punches even sounded like wind.

When the last gangster saw this, he smashed a wine bottle, pointed it at Han Baihao's chest, and threatened him ferociously: "Don't move, if you move again I'll stab him to death."

But Jiang Fan sneered and continued to move forward.

Before the little gangster could react, Jiang Fan's fist fell on his face.

The bridge of the gangster's nose instantly shattered, and Han Baihao, who was closest to the gangster, even heard the sound of bone cracking.

He wasn't sure if he heard correctly.

Jiang Fan was less than half a meter away from Han Baihao. He sarcastically said: "Rich second generation? Tens of thousands of bottles of wine? I was beaten until I cried for my father. What can I do if I have money? Can I buy my life? You keep saying that

You said you looked down on me as a soldier, but in the end, you still asked me to save you!"

Jiang Fan picked up the bottle of red wine worth more than 10,000 yuan from the ground.

He smiled and said, "More than 10,000 bottles of wine will almost kill you."

Han Baihao's face turned green and red.

Han Baihao never expected that he would be so humiliated by the person he despised the most in his lifetime.

He glanced at the class beauty next to him.

Banhua's eyes seemed to be shining with light, and she never left Jiang Fan for a moment.

Han Baihao immediately became angry and pulled the class beauty, and said: "What are you looking at? Don't look at how much money I spent on you. Now when you see a man, he seems to have lost his soul."

The class flower felt insulted, but did not dare to resist.

I just feel in my heart that Jiang Fan is too perfect, emotionally stable and calm, he is a soldier, and yet he is so powerful.

But Jiang Fan's focus is on these gangsters.

During the fight just now, Jiang Fan noticed that these gangsters were obviously in something wrong.

At first Jiang Fan thought they were in a drunken state after drinking too much, but after getting closer, Jiang Fan realized that being drunk was just an illusion, and they were addicted to fans!

Jiang Fan's sense of smell is extremely sensitive, especially to contraband such as white powder.

The smell of powder on their bodies was very strong, and it was obvious that they had just smoked it while drinking.

I didn't expect that in this small KTV, there would be people blatantly attracting fans.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor.

The owner and manager of KTV also came after hearing the news.

After seeing the mess on the ground, he quickly scolded the security guards outside in a cold voice: "What are you doing? Get these people out of here quickly. I have told you how many times I can't drink. Now this directly affects me."

Store management.”

Then, he hurriedly nodded and apologized to Han Baihao.

"Master Han, I'm so sorry. I don't know why these little losers are still causing trouble at your place after drinking too much. I apologize to you and I will give you a free bill for all your purchases tonight."

Han Baihao, who was already angry and had nowhere to vent his anger, instantly began to abuse his boss.

The boss’ waist almost bent to 120 degrees.

In the end, the situation was settled after the boss compensated Han Baihao and gave him two bottles of good wine.

When he turned around and passed by Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan sensitively smelled the smell of white powder on his boss.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the boss. The smell on his body was very light. He probably didn't smoke powder himself, but he must have come into contact with white powder today.

Those gangsters are the subordinates of the ktv boss. Generally, when running such a place, there will be some dirty business involved.

But the white powder thing is really a bit over the line.



After the boss left, two waiters came in and quickly put away the wine bottles on the floor.

But at this time, there was silence in the house.

In the end, the monitor stood up awkwardly and presided over the scene: "How about we sing two more songs? I remember when we graduated, we chose a class song..."

His words were interrupted by Han Bohao throwing a wine bottle.

He said angrily: "You're singing nonsense! Everyone was circling me like a dog when I was drinking. But something happened and everyone ran faster than the other one."

There was silence all around for a moment.

Seeing that no one was responding, Han Bohao transferred his anger to Ban Hua.

"It's all your fault. If you hadn't gone out to attract bees and butterflies, this bad thing would have happened? Don't think you are so good-looking. If you hadn't been around me, I wouldn't even look at you. Now I'm attracted to Jiang Fan

Didn't you look down on Jiang Fan's family because of their poor conditions? Now go and see if Jiang Fan still wants you."

Tears of grievance fell down the class beauty's face. She had never been insulted like this before.

Before Jiang Fan could stand up, Zhong Hai, who fell on the sofa, woke up at some point.

He stood up unsteadily and said angrily: "What kind of skills do you have to vent your anger on us old classmates now? Why didn't you just vent your anger on those little gangsters? I really thought that I was a rich second generation and no one would look down on me.

Come on, I think the person you should thank the most is Jiang Fan. Without him, you would probably be so scared that you would end up in the hospital now."

Han Baihao felt that he had become a clown at this moment, and he was the target of public criticism.

He felt that everyone was looking at him strangely.

A female classmate who was relatively timid said worriedly: "I...I'm going back today, and we'll get together later when we have time."

Then, she took the bag and ran away without looking back.

Immediately afterwards, a group of people said, "I still have something to do at home."

"I'm leaving now, I have to work the early morning shift tomorrow."

"My wife asked me to go back early..."

But when they went out, they saw several police officers coming out of the elevator.

Through the corridor window, I saw several police cars parked downstairs.

Han Baihao was ashamed: "Oh no, who the hell even called the police?"

You have to call the police for such a trivial matter. If others find out, they will laugh at you.
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