My ring is too bad

Chapter 312

Chapter 312

The parking lot outside the KTV.

I saw that the petite girl Ai Ruolan in Fang Gan's class and several other students from the martial arts club had kicked over several men wearing leather jackets.

However, the students of these martial arts clubs were all injured, with big swellings on their heads, and four or five people around them attacked them with bicycle chains and baseball bats.

"Can you do it, you were beaten down by a few girls."

Not far away, a group of men also wearing leather jackets were shouting loudly. Among them was a young man with a black shirt on the upper body, black jeans, and long hair with a shawl.

With a cigarette in his mouth, the long-haired young man sat on the hood of Fang Gan's sports car, with one foot on it, and a girl with enchanting makeup in his arms, watching the fight with great interest .

They are all rich second generations from Beihe Province, studying in the capital.

Unlike Ning Xingyu, Chen Xin, and Chen Hua's elite children who were carefully cultivated by big families, they were all raised by their families.

The so-called free-range means that you have enough money and material supplies for you to eat, drink and have fun, and raise them like pigs until they die. Their families basically have no hope for them, and they have no chance to be valued by their families. They will just eat and wait to die like this all their lives. .

Among their peers, there are one or several outstanding brothers and sisters. Those brothers and sisters are the hope of the family and the future leaders of the family industry.

They may not be reconciled, but their abilities are limited to this. There will be comparisons when they are born, and there will be advantages and disadvantages if there is comparison, and there will be advantages and disadvantages that will determine a person's future in the family.

A small number of people will continue to strive for self-improvement, and finally achieve something, breaking the prejudices of the family.

But most eventually adapt to this life and start looking for excitement.

What is the thrill of youth?Beauty, drag racing, clubbing, fighting, alcohol, etc., as long as they can think of and do it, they will basically try it.

Some play too much, and when they get into the game, the family will try to make a fortune for the sake of blood relationship, and if they can't make it, they will give up completely. Anyway, it is not too big a loss for the family, as long as It's just missing a tool to continue the bloodline.

The long-haired young man named Zhang Fashun is the leader of this group of rich second-generation young people, and he is also the one with the oldest family background.

The battle between the arenas was fierce. A male student was hit in the calf by a baseball bat, and he fell back on the ground. Several feet kicked towards him in an instant.

Ai Ruolan and the other female students also gradually struggled to fight, exhausting too much energy, and also suffered from weapons, and began to fall into a disadvantage.

At this moment, Fang Gan rushed out of the KTV with a mighty group of martial arts members. After seeing the situation clearly, he went to help without saying a word.

Those second-generation young people were overwhelmed in an instant.

"Fuck, where are there so many people!"

Zhang Fashun, a young man with long hair, was also a little startled, he jumped off Fang Gan's sports car, but was blocked by several boys from the martial arts club.

"You smashed our leader's car and want to run away?"

Several boys stepped forward and were about to grab Zhang Fashun and beat him up, when they suddenly felt blurred and a black shadow flashed across.

Zhang Fashun turned around and kicked out with a sweeping leg. His kick was windy. Caught off guard, several boys from the martial arts club were kicked in the cheeks and fell to the ground.

Fang Gan stood on the steps and watched the students gang up on those second-generation young people, so he naturally noticed what was going on with Zhang Fashun.

Zhang Fashun's strength is not considered strong, only in the middle stage of Ming Jin, but he is also one of the few Lianjiazi among these young second generations.

The strength of the other young second generations who are more capable of fighting is around the early stage of Ming Jin, and they can deal with seven or eight ordinary people. Except for them, the rest of the young second generations have already been beaten to the ground.

Fang Gan has no intention of making a move. First, these people are too weak to make a move by himself.

Second, the entire martial arts club is here, and they have been practicing for more than two months. If they still can't control a few guys who know how to do kung fu, then they should just disband.

Sure enough, after holding on for half a minute, Zhang Fashun and several other young second generations who were more capable of fighting, still could not withstand the gang fights of hundreds of students from the martial arts club. They were pushed down to the ground and could not move. Lots of punches.

Zhang Fashun, in particular, was dragged directly in front of Fang Gan. He was beaten like a dead dog, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his flowing long hair was no longer flowing and became messy.

"Head, he was the one who smashed your car." A male student said while covering his face.

Fang Gan looked at Zhang Fashun calmly, Zhang Fashun raised his head and looked at Fang Gan for two seconds, then immediately looked away, feeling a little flustered.

Fang Gan's eyes are too calm, the depth in his eyes cannot be pretended, just like his father who has been at the helm of the family for decades and has experienced wind and rain, calm and calm, as if he can see through everything.

Zhang Fashun was a little taken aback, the other party was just a young man about his own age, how could he have such vicissitudes of life in his eyes?

Fang Gan didn't pay too much attention to Zhang Fashun, but turned to look at the male student covering his face, and said, "He kicked your face."

"Well, I didn't expect him to know kung fu, and I was fooled by him." The male student said with some embarrassment.

"Every time you suffer, you gain wisdom. People who practice martial arts must always be vigilant and have sharp reactions." Fang Gan said slowly: "Also, you can't suffer a loss. You give him everything now."

"Head, I just kicked him." The student glanced at the half-dead Zhang Fashun, and said, "And he is already like this. I'm afraid that if I beat him again, he will lose his breath."

"Ahem, it's good to kick it, just remember that people in our club can't suffer."

Fang Gan nodded in satisfaction, squatted down and grabbed Zhang Fashun's long hair, stared into his eyes and said coldly: "There is a saying called debt repayment, you hit my people, now we have hit back , you smashed my car, shouldn't you also lose money?"

"Today, I'm dead, and I'll pay for it." Zhang Fashun didn't hesitate, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took out a bank card: "100 million, is it enough?"

"Not enough." Fang Gan shook his head and raised three fingers: "3000 million."

"3000 million?" Zhang Fashun's eyes almost popped out instantly: "I just smashed it, and you want me 3000 million? Is your car made of gold?"

His monthly living expenses are only 150 million, so he definitely cannot afford to pay 3000 million, even if he asks for it from his family, it is difficult to get it.

Because 3000 million is not a small amount of money anywhere, and his status in the family is not high, so it doesn't matter if he spends tens of millions a month.

But if he got into trouble and paid tens of millions, then his life would definitely be difficult in the future. It is estimated that he would not even be able to eat and wait to die, and his pocket money would be useless.

At this moment, Zhang Fashun was both angry and afraid, thinking that Fang Gan was deliberately targeting him.

And Fang Gan was deliberately targeting him. He happily took everyone out to play and celebrate today, but someone smashed the car. Thinking about it, it is a disappointment. How can it be done without some punishment?

Moreover, Zhang Fashun's words and deeds are like the rich second generation, and Fang Gan uses the rich second generation he has come into contact with as a standard, thinking that 100 million is not enough to let the other party know the pain, and 3000 million is barely enough.

"My car is not made of gold, but it cost tens of millions when I bought it. I don't like to use old cars. I was smashed by you. Even if it is repaired, it is still an old car, so I want you to pay for it. I bought a new car, if you don’t pay enough, don’t even think about leaving.” Fang Gan said.

"Damn it, it's none of my business if you change the car, I'll only pay for the money I broke." Zhang Fashun couldn't help but cursed: "Or we'll just wait for the police to come, and you won't even want to ask me for a penny. "

Fang Gan stood up, put his hands in his pockets and said, "Let me tell you, you can't lose even 3000 million yuan. If you lose a penny, I will help you unload any part of your car that is damaged."

Zhang Fashun remained silent. He felt that what Fang Gan said was not a lie to scare him, but that he would really do that.

Because the KTV boss saw someone fighting outside, he called the police a long time ago, and a police car arrived after a while.

Because there were too many people present, the police finally only took Zhang Fashun, Fang Gan and some people who had lost their lottery back home.

Fang Gan told the members of the martial arts club not to worry, and waited for him to go back with peace of mind.

Liu Xue knew Fang Gan's identity, so she was not in a hurry.

Seeing that Fang Gan and Liu Xue were so calm, Wei Dongqing and the others understood that they must have something to rely on.

Once he thought about Fang Gan being so rich and capable, he must have a considerable background, and his worries diminished a bit.

But thinking that Zhang Fashun and the others are probably also the rich second generation, Wei Dongqing and the others are still a little worried.

(End of this chapter)