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Chapter 82 Officer, they started it!
A thug roared and threw a punch at Ye Fan's face, but Ye Fan's left hand precisely grabbed his wrist as soon as the punch arrived.
The thug felt as if his wrist was being clamped by iron pincers, the pain was excruciating, and he couldn't help but scream in agony, his attack instantly ceasing.
Simultaneously.
Ye Fan's right foot delivered a lightning-fast side kick, striking another thug who rushed up in the stomach!
The man let out a "whoop" and flew backward like a shrimp, clutching his stomach and rolling on the ground, almost vomiting bile.
Taking advantage of the chaos, the third thug launched a sneak attack from the side. His fist was only halfway out when Ye Fan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He suddenly ducked to avoid the attack and then delivered a heavy elbow strike to the thug's ribs!
A muffled "crack" was heard, followed by a heart-wrenching scream.
Ye Fan's movements were concise, sharp, and efficient, without any unnecessary frills.
Each strike precisely targets the opponent's joints, weak points, or points of leverage, instantly dismantling their fighting ability.
He was like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep, causing chaos and destruction wherever he went!
"Holy crap!"
Zhao Mingzhe was stunned, even forgetting his anger from just now.
Although he knew that Ye Fan had recently become abnormally strong and could defeat him instantly in an arm wrestling match, he did not expect him to be so fierce in a fight as well.
This is practically Bruce Lee channeling his inner spirit!
Less than a minute.
The five or six thugs who had initially appeared aggressive were now all lying on the ground, some curled up groaning, others writhing in pain.
The two remaining men, including the blond-haired leader, were terrified, their faces turning deathly pale. They froze on the spot, no longer daring to step forward, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at Ye Fan.
"You...you fucking..."
The blond-haired man pointed at Ye Fan, his fingers trembling slightly, his voice revealing a fear he himself was unaware of.
Ye Fan patted non-existent dust off his hands, his gaze calmly sweeping over the groaning thugs on the ground before finally settling on the blond-haired man.
The blond-haired man shuddered under his gaze, and roared, his bravado masking his fear:
"You...you just wait! Don't you dare run away! I'm calling for help!"
He reached for his phone as he spoke.
Just then, the piercing sound of police sirens grew louder as they approached.
It turned out that some elderly people who were doing their morning exercise saw the fight and quickly called the police.
"The police are here! Run!"
The thugs on the ground struggled to get up and run away.
The police car stopped, and several officers quickly got out, shouting sternly:
"Don't move! Crouch down! Put your hands behind your head!"
Seeing the thugs rolling on the ground and the two young men standing still—one calm Ye Fan, and the other still bewildered Zhao Mingzhe—the police officers who responded to the call were also taken aback.
finally.
All those involved were taken to the nearby police station.
........
Inside the interrogation room.
Officer Zhang, who was in charge, frowned as he looked at the two groups of people who were so different from each other.
"Tell me, what happened? Why were they fighting?"
"Officer! They started it! They attacked first!"
Zhao Mingzhe spoke first, indignantly recounting how the other party had seized the space, swore, pushed and shoved, and even started the fight, embellishing the story a bit.
The thugs argued that Ye Fan and his group had occupied the space and refused to give it up, and even started the fight.
The police officer in charge was an experienced veteran. He listened calmly, his gaze sweeping over Ye Fan and Zhao Mingzhe, and then lingering on a few thugs whose eyes were darting around and who were clearly "familiar faces" from the police station.
The old policeman looked at Ye Fan:
"What's your name?"
"Ye Fan".
"Ye Fan?"
The old policeman paused for a moment, seemingly finding the name somewhat familiar.
A younger policeman next to him suddenly seemed to remember something and whispered in his ear:
"Director Zhang, Ye Fan... this year's top science student in our province's college entrance examination! It was even reported on TV!"
"Oh! It's you!"
The veteran policeman's eyes lit up, his attitude softened considerably, and he even cracked a smile.
"You're Ye Fan, the student who scored over 700 points?"
"It's me, officer."
Ye Fan nodded, his attitude very cooperative.
The old policeman's face showed understanding and approval.
Looking at those few street thugs with shifty eyes and notorious reputations, he had already made up his mind.
These guys were notorious street thugs in the neighborhood; fighting, petty theft, and getting into brawls were commonplace for them, making them frequent visitors to the police station.
Then look at Ye Fan, he looks like a clean-cut student, and he's also the top scorer in the province!
Although Zhao Mingzhe looked a bit dull and dark-skinned, he was dressed like a student.
"Alright, the situation is basically clear now."
The old policeman closed his notebook and said sternly to the thugs:
"It's you guys again! You never learn! You grabbed the space and then started a fight first? And you still think you're right?"
He turned to Ye Fan and Zhao Mingzhe, his tone softening as he said:
"Ye Fan, you acted in self-defense, although... well... your defensive capabilities were a little too strong."
He glanced at the miserable state of the thugs on the ground, and his lips twitched:
"However, if you encounter this situation again, it's best to call the police immediately to avoid escalating the conflict. You can leave now, but be more careful next time."
Ye Fan and Zhao Mingzhe quickly expressed their gratitude:
"Thank you, officer!"
Those thugs were taken away and dealt with, looking dejected and gloomy.
They just couldn't understand how their attempt to bully two students had led them to mess with the top scorer in the college entrance exam and land themselves in jail!
........
Stepping out of the police station, the sunlight was blinding.
Zhao Mingzhe let out a long sigh of relief, then suddenly patted Ye Fan on the shoulder:
"Holy crap! Ye Gou! That was awesome! Those moves you just made... were so cool! Like something out of a movie! And the police were all smiles when they heard you were the top scholar! Awesome! That was so fucking satisfying!"
Ye Fan smiled but didn't say anything.
"Alright, stop joking. You're all sweaty, go home and wash up, you have to pick up my sister this afternoon!"
"Ah! Yes, yes, yes! Sister Yan!"
Zhao Mingzhe immediately shuddered, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on:
"Let's go! Hurry up! I can't let Sister Yan see me looking like this!"
He looked down at his dusty jersey and dark face, a look of utter despair on his face.
......
2:50 PM.
Nanzhou Station, Exit.
Ye Fan and Zhao Mingzhe had already washed themselves clean and changed into refreshing T-shirts and shorts.
Zhao Mingzhe even combed his hair meticulously and nervously kept glancing at the train information on the electronic screen.
"Train DXXXX has arrived at the station..." the announcement came over the loudspeaker.
People began to pour out of the turnstiles.
Ye Fan's eyes searched through the crowd.
Soon, a tall, elegant figure came into view.
Ye Zhuyan pushed a large suitcase and walked out with a calm and composed gait.
She wore a dark green sleeveless vest paired with wide-leg pants in the same color scheme, a simple yet stylish look that made her skin appear even fairer.
A gold bracelet adds a touch of sophistication, while a straw patchwork bag adorned with letter decorations completes the fresh and eye-catching look, showcasing a fashionable style.
Her long, jet-black hair cascaded smoothly over her shoulders, and her eyes were calm and serene, exuding a cool and aloof scholarly air.
Her features were so exquisite that she stood out like a crane among chickens, even in a crowd, attracting frequent glances from those around her.
Her beauty and talent were unparalleled; nothing could compare.
(Image at the end of the chapter)