1101: C1101 A Hundred People Bet

C1101 A Hundred People Bet

"What are you doing? Of course I'm going to kill you! "Chair Fann said coldly.

Shao La was about to fight back when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body.

He felt a sweetness in his throat, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"You... you poisoned me!"

"Hehe, this is my unique secret recipe. I guarantee that you won't die in pain."

Before he could finish his words.

Shao La had already stopped breathing.

"Shao La, Shao La, what happened to you?"

Chair Fann kept shaking his body.

His face was full of grief and indignation.

After that, he threw his head back and let out a long roar.

"Shao La, you are my good nephew! Why did you die at such an early age? Why did you make me, a white-haired man, send you to hell?"

"Wuwuwuwu..."

He cried so hard that tears streamed down his face.

All the students were affected by his acting skills.

Dead?

The leader on the platform stood up, not understanding what was going on.

What was going on?

Crushing his foot into pieces, he could actually kill someone?

"It's over. A student died on the first day of school. This is going to be a big deal." Sun Qianlong said with a bitter smile.

"I guess I've done my best as the principal."

Wang Muzhai did not think it was a big deal.

"You think too much. Worry is unnecessary."

"Why do you say so?"

"You did not interfere with Ye Fan's work. Clearly, you have given him enough support. "

"As far as I know, Fan is a very grateful person. He will definitely support you in the future."

"Don't worry. With his support, your position will become more and more stable."

Wang Muzhai spoke with confidence and confidence, making him stunned.

Even so.

But on what basis should he trust Ye Fan so much?

Just because he was strong?

However, China was a lawful society. Being strong did not mean that he could do whatever he wanted.

"I'm still a bit worried."

"Aiya, after this matter, you will put your heart in your stomach."

Sun Qianlong was curious.

Wang Muzhai was the chairman of Martial Association after all, and he was always in a high position.

His words and expression were no longer that of trust. Instead, it was belief or blind worship.

What virtue and ability did Ye Fan have?

He did not understand.

But the matter had already happened.

He can only leave it up to fate.

All of Chair Fann's actions were seen by Ye Fan.

He secretly found it funny.

Did he really think that he would be able to rest easy after he became Shao La?

In his dreams.

Ye Fan said without any reason.

"Please start your performance."

Sure enough.

Chair Fann suddenly exploded.

He put down Shao La's corpse and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes.

"Ye Fan, I have no enmity with you! You actually killed my nephew and hit my son within a day! I will never forgive you!"

"Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will die with you!"

" Oh? You said I killed Shao La?"

Ye Fan shrugged and said," But everyone saw it. I only crushed his feet. "

" But you, after hugging him, he suddenly couldn't take it anymore. "

"Hmph, you are so powerful. Who knows if you used any secret moves?"

Chair Fann's voice was full of emotion. "Now that things have come to this, you still want to argue. You really make me look down on you."

Then, he said to the students on the platform.

"You guys are so happy! On the first day, you can clearly see the inaction of the academy's leader."

"Seeing vice-principal Ye's brutality and bloodiness, it's still not too late to drop out of school now. I advise everyone to hurry up and run."

"Otherwise, today's Shao La will be tomorrow's you all."

Such provocative words.

It caused many students to become restless.

"I think Chair Fann is right."

"We are here to go to school, not to be tortured. What right do we have to do such a serious thing?"

"When the school leaders saw Ye Fan's violent actions, why didn't they come out to stop him?"

"Could it be that his strength is so strong that he can easily kill students?"

"Who can guarantee that he won't make a mistake? A small mistake made Shao La lose his life. Isn't it a little too serious?"

Countless questions followed one after another.

Many people had a very big opinion about Ye Fan.

They felt that his way of dealing with problems was too radical.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, was indifferent. He said softly, "Do you really believe what he said?"

"As the supervising principal, do I need you to follow the law wrongly? The martial arts world is different from the mortal world. The rules of punishment should be heavier."

" I think I'm right "

"Although that's the case, Shao La's crime is not death. Why did you kill him?"

Ye Fan glared at the student.

"What should I say about you guys? Your brain is a good thing. Don't let others lead you."

"You insult us!"

"Not only did I insult you, I also want to slap you in the face! "

Ye Fan continued, "If I can prove that I didn't kill Shao La, each of you will slap yourself ten times. Is there a problem?"

Huh?

Accident?

Chair Fann's face was filled with joy.

Ye Fan was truly courting death. He actually dared to bet with his students.

Everything he did was very secretive. Even the cameras were unable to capture his killing technique.

Medical dissection was also useless.

Because the doctor could not prove whether it was him who killed Shao La or Ye Fan who killed Shao La.

With this bet, there was no doubt that he placed himself on top of it.

If the result was not out, he would not have the face to face so many students.

"Alright, then what if you can't prove it?"

The students asked.

"Then I will voluntarily resign from the position of supervising vice principal."

Ye Fan noticed that there were many troublemakers among the students, and he had always been polite to him.

They were the ones who stirred up trouble every time.

If he didn't give them a good memory, they really wouldn't know that the Lord of Ma had three eyes.

"No problem, then you can prove it."

"Alright, then please separate the two square arrays. Those who bet with me, stand on one side. Those who don't bet with me, stand on the other side."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Was there really a need to be so serious?

It seemed like the vice principal really wasn't someone to be trifled with.

Many girls moved their feet and walked towards another square formation. They even stood behind Ye Fan as if they wanted to stand for him.

Five minutes later.

The square formation was completed.

Ye Fan took a look. There were actually over a hundred people betting with him.

He glanced around and immediately pointed at a thin man in the crowd.

"You were shouting very loudly just now. Why are you standing in the square formation that doesn't bet? Why are you backing off so quickly?"

"I... I didn't say anything."

The student said with a guilty conscience.

"Bullshit! I f * cking heard what you said. You don't dare to admit it? Coward? "

"Hurry up and f * ck over there. In a while, don't even think about missing a single one of your ten slaps."

Instantly, he was pushed out by the students in the square formation.

And came to another square formation.

They scoffed at the skinny guy.

"You still have the nerve to come here? Where did you go just now?"

"What a coward."

" You're not welcome here. You can stand out yourself. "

The skinny guy was left and right, not human. He was placed in the middle by everyone and felt extremely awkward.

Ye Fan smiled. "There are many choices in life. You have chosen the wrong one."

"In the few years you entered the school, not only did you lose the right to make friends, but you also lost the right to choose your partner."

"Sigh! How miserable!"

A ferocious expression flashed across the thin man's face.2

"Stop it! Hurry up and prove it. I might not lose."

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