What is the purpose of learning God to be a network administrator?

Chapter 25

Fan Zhean, who was like a god descending, quickly knocked down the two people in front of him.

It turns out that he is not bragging, he has also practiced taekwondo.Every move has the style of a black belt.

Jiang He sighed, "There are so many people", and joined the battle.Sun Yi and He Yu followed.There is no time to talk now, those punks are working hard, there are a few more people, they look like high school students, and they are not afraid at all.

When Fan Zhe'an stood in front of Xu Chengxin, Xu Chengxin dared to heave a sigh of relief, and even thought about appreciating the appearance of the god of learning fighting.Xueshen's fingers are slender and usually hold pens the most, but now they are closed into fists, extremely aggressive.

The feeling of being protected is not bad.

Fan Zhe'an elbowed one person on the back, and said to Xu Zhencheng, "Are you alright?"

"It's okay, they can't beat me!"

It's okay, Xu Zhencheng, you are a fucking pretender.

Most of the gangsters held wooden sticks. They were still afraid of accidents and did not take sharp objects, but when the wooden sticks hit their bodies, it still hurts.Xu Zhencheng had been hit with a few sticks, and now the five viscera temples seemed to be mixed together, and they hurt.

He had some scruples before, but now that the children are here, he, the big brother, can't let them be bullied.Xu Chengxin twisted one of the wrists, grabbed the wooden stick, and began to fight back.

He Yu, a crooked ass, only knows to surround Jiang He, and when Jiang He wants to make a move, He Yu is always the first to beat him.Jiang He was very surprised, "Can you give me a chance to show off?!"

Sun Yi had the most experience in fighting, and he grabbed a man's arm and fell over his shoulder.

They temporarily ignored Zheng Zeng, who was the least lethal.Zheng Zeng was holding a mobile phone at the entrance of the alley and calling the police.

A gangster was more vigilant, saw his mobile phone, and was about to hit his hand with a stick.Fan Zhean rushed over with a stride, and took a sap for Zheng Zeng who hadn't reacted yet.Xu Zhencheng came over with his back foot, kicked the gangster flying, and went up to mend two more sticks.

"Fucking shit, you dare to hit my little Faner?" Xu Zhenzheng slapped another stick viciously, feeling puzzled, and kicked again, "If I don't kick you today, my surname will not be Xu."

The monkey-cheeked man approached Xu Zhenxin who was in a rage, touched in his trouser pocket, and took out a pocket knife. The light reflected from the blade of the pocket knife shot into Xu Zhenxin's eyes.There was a strange light in Xu Zhencheng's eyes, and he hit the back of his hand with a stick. After the stick broke, the pocket knife fell to the ground.

The monkey-cheeked man wanted to get the jackknife, but Xu Chengzhen stepped on the back of his hand and crushed his feet. The monkey-cheeked man cried out in pain and begged for mercy.

Zheng Zeng was horrified, and said a few words into the phone, then raised the phone and said, "I've already called the police, don't even try to run away!"

The stick hit Fan Zhean on the left shoulder just now, Fan Zhean covered his shoulder, took a breath, and dragged Xu Zhenxin who was still punching and kicking.

"Boss Xu, it's almost time, let the police deal with it later."

On the contrary, these words gave the gangsters a warning.

It's time to oil the soles of your feet and run away!

They scrambled to their feet and threatened a few words with ferocious faces, but they lost their previous arrogance and ran away without even asking for the painted sticks with their own numbers.

Sun Yi hadn't had a good time yet, and said to their cowardly backs, "Come on, no one is afraid of anyone!"

"All right, all right." Jiang He said, "You still want to be punished?"

He Yu threw away the stick, "I can't do self-defense."

"If we just chased and fought, it wouldn't be a legitimate defense." Fan Zhe'an said, "A counterattack for discouragement is a mob fight."

Zheng Zeng checked Fan Zhe'an's injury guiltily, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Fan Zhe'an moved his arm, "No bone was hurt."

When Xu Zhenzhen bent down to pick up the jackknife, his waist twisted and hurt. He grinned and said, "Xiao Faner, you know the law quite well. With this thing, do you think they can be sentenced?"

They stood at the entrance of the alley, and there was a surveillance camera outside the alley, which could take pictures of the monkey-cheeked man holding a knife.

"I don't know it very well, but I know people who do." Fan Zhe'an looked at Hao He Yu, "He Yu, please contact my dad and let him deal with it. Don't say I'm here."

Xu Zhencheng's big eyes were full of doubts.

Just as he was about to speak, his abdominal muscles twitched, causing him to bend over in pain.Fan Zhe'an stretched out his hand to help him, but Xu Zhengzheng straightened his back stubbornly, not showing weakness, but his eyes and eyebrows were almost squeezed together, betraying him.

Fortunately, the other four escaped unharmed.

"Boss Xu, Fan Zhe'an, let me accompany you to the hospital." Zheng Zeng said anxiously.

Holding the phone, He Yu said: "Squad leader, your phone called the police. We'll wait for the police here. Fan Zhe'an is fine. It's okay for them to go to the hospital together."

Zheng Zeng looked at Fan Zhe'an, Fan Zhe'an was indeed fine, but Xu Zhenzheng's injuries were all inside, and the situation was unclear, so he had to go to the hospital for an examination immediately. The best way to deal with it is to divide it into two groups.

"Then trouble you, let's go to the hospital first."

Fan Zhe'an quickly walked out of the alley and hailed a taxi.

After Xu Zhencheng thanked them and promised them to come to the sincere Internet cafe to recharge the card for free, he honestly followed Fan Zhe'an into the taxi.

Recently, he entered the palace hospital for the second time. The god of luck probably favored him, and there was no major problem after the first check.

Fan Zhe'an discussed some scary-sounding words with the doctor.

What kind of solid organ injury, hollow organ injury, intestinal rupture... It seems that the injury will have to be on the operating table in the next second.

None of this happened to Xu Zhencheng.

Because he was pale, the bruises on his abdomen were horribly obvious, and they were only minor tissue damage.Fan Zhe'an specially asked the doctor to issue a certificate of injury, and after taking the medicine, they left the hospital.

Fan Zhean took the injury report to He Yu.

When they returned home, He Yu replied with three simple words.

Hy: Solved.

Prangfan: Okay, thank you Lao Fan for me.

Hy: I didn't tell him, it's about you.

Planfan: Well, that's good.

Hy: Are you more stubborn than anyone else?

Planfan: I inherited his.

Xu Zhenzhen sat on the sofa, unwrapped the plastic bag, and took out an unopened box of topical medicine.

"Xiao Faner, what does your father do?"

"Police." After Fan Zhe'an sent an emoji to He Yu, he turned off his phone screen, "The security team is just in charge of this matter."

Xu Zhencheng said "Oh" in a flat-faced way, "Maybe your father came to check our Internet cafe, what level is he?"

"He probably won't come to check. Sincerity Internet Cafe is quite clean, and you managed it well." Fan Zhe'an put the phone on the tea table, and stood it up for a while.

"Why didn't you come?" Xu Zhenzheng opened the box, took out the ointment and said, "I should have seen all the policemen of the security team in this area."

"Because the sincerity Internet cafe is clean and there is no major event, he won't come." Fan Zhe'an smiled, and continued, "Because he is the captain."

Xu Zhenzhen might feel that he didn't hear clearly, so he raised an eyebrow and asked again, "What captain?"

"The captain of the Public Security Management Corps of the Jiang City Public Security Bureau." Fan Zhe'an added the term.

Xu Zhenzhen was dumbfounded, and forgot what he was going to do with the ointment.When he was browsing the entries, he seemed to have seen that the captain of the public security management team was named Fan.

Fan Zhe'an lay back and touched his uncomfortable shoulder, "And I didn't learn my legal knowledge from him. I learned a little under the influence of my mother."

Relying on instinctive curiosity, Xu Zhencheng asked, "Dare to ask, son, what is your mother doing?"

"My mother opened a law firm, which is small in scale."

Xu Zhencheng groaned, and had to ask, "There aren't many law firms in Jiang City, what's their name? Could it be the best philosophy law firm?"

Zheli Law Firm has fought a lot of powerful lawsuits, and the winning rate is ridiculously high.Everyone in Jiang City knows that when you go to court, you need to find philosophy to keep you safe.

Fan Zhe'an looked at him in surprise, the message conveyed in his eyes was "you know this"."My name is their profession," Verzhe said.

Xu Zhencheng's hand holding the ointment was trembling slightly, and he grabbed his right hand with his left hand.Xu Zhenzhen, who is used to a loud voice, lowered his voice a little, "Boss, no, big brother's son, is your family collecting stamps?"

"My family is quite ordinary, not as great as you think." Fan Zhe'an didn't seem to think that his family was very good, "What do you mean by collecting stamps?"

"A lawyer, a policeman, and a doctor in the future, with such strong genes, you will definitely be able to be the top in the future." Xu Zhencheng sighed, "The top three giants in the industry have gathered, and my little network manager only has salute."

"Who knows what will happen in the future? My parents don't want me to be a doctor, let's not talk about it," Fan Zhe'an took the ointment that was about to burst in his hand, and unwrapped the tin foil, "Hurry up and apply the ointment." , Boss Xu."

Xu Zhencheng took the ointment again, "My lord, don't call me the boss, I'm afraid my life will be shortened."

"Oh," Fan Zhe'an said with a smile, "Boss Xu, Boss, Boss Xu, Boss Sincerely, have you shortened your life?"

Xu Zhencheng glared at him, but saw that his shoulders seemed to be a little red spilling out of the fabric.

Xu Zhencheng put the ointment on the table, walked into Fan Zhe'an's room, and took out the medicine box.Fan Zhean didn't know what he was going to do, so his eyes followed him all the time.

"You haven't applied the medicine yet." Fan Zhe'an took out a cotton swab.

The tube of ointment was picked up and put down by two people, but it didn't get on Xu Zhencheng.

Xu Zhencheng put the medicine box on the coffee table, took out iodophor, took the cotton swab from Fan Zhean's hand, and dipped it in iodophor water.

"Your injury is internal, don't paint this." Fan Zhe'an said.

Xu Zhenzhen had no expression on his face, and looked a little unhappy.He pulled Verzian's loose neckline to the left, exposing his bruised collarbone.

After the wound was exposed, Fan Zhe'an only realized later that he had been hit by a stick on his collarbone.

Fan Zhe'an turned his head to look, "The skin is injured, it's not a problem."

Xu Zhenzhen pinched his arm, "Don't move." Then he gently wiped the wound with a cotton swab dipped in iodophor.

The potion is very cold, and the flesh and blood will feel a stinging sensation like an ant bite.

Xu Zhenzhen lowered his head and carefully blew the place where the cotton swab had been taken.Fan Zhean glanced at his drooping eyebrows, and moved his shoulders uncomfortably.

"I'm just rubbing the medicine for you, don't think too much," Xu Zhencheng paused, "If you feel disgusted, just tell me."

Fan Zhe'an didn't move, Xu Zhenzheng tried his best to speed up his movements, disinfected and treated the wound in one go, tore off the bandage, and stuck it on the small wound.

"I'm not disgusted." Fan Zhe'an said with a smile, "Boss Xu blew it up, and my shoulder doesn't hurt anymore."

Xu Zhencheng "accidentally" used too much strength, Fan Zhe'an hissed, crying out in pain like a baboon.