One-on-One

The little girl had a fierce look on her face, puffing her cheeks as she punched and kicked Guan Dagou. At this moment, Guan Dagou, also known as "Big Dog" to outsiders, was bending over with a servant-like demeanor, completely lacking the arrogant aura he had when he first entered the office and threatened to chop off someone's finger.

The teachers and parents in the office were stunned by this scene. No one had expected the family background of this little girl who had been splashed with water to be so complex!

Li Yang and the other parents' hearts were in their mouths. They weren't afraid of those with power and influence, but they were afraid of these hooligans who were reckless and fearless. Jiang Fan had detected a hint of cruelty in Guan Dagou's gaze when he looked at him earlier.

The little girl apologized to Jiang Fan, even though she didn't know what had happened. Subsequently, Jiang Fan noticed that the little girl seemed very familiar with the landlord lady. In the end, the little girl didn't want to pursue the matter further. She just told Li Yang and the other parents to make their children apologize to Li Jiawei when they returned to school, otherwise, she would beat them up every time she saw them.

This matter was no longer within the school's control, and everyone in the office, including the director of education and Tongyao, didn't want to offend either side.

However!

Tongyao scolded the little girl, saying that she couldn't bring social vibes into the school. However, the little girl didn't even look at her and asked if she could go to the landlord lady's house for dinner tonight.

It seemed that the matter had ended there.

But the matter between Jiang Fan and Guan Dagou was not resolved.

After leaving the teaching building, Jiang Fan and Guan Dagou walked ahead. Guan Dagou had his hands in his pockets, smoking a cigarette, and sneered with a casual attitude.

"Don't think that just because the young mistress apologized to you, this matter is over. We'll settle it outside the school gate. Don't think about apologizing. I, Guan Junbiao, don't play that way."

"Huh!"

Jiang Fan let out a cold laugh. After leaving the school gate, he asked the landlord lady to go back first and awkwardly asked her for six yuan. The lady insisted on giving him one hundred yuan. The two of them kept pushing and shoving over the six yuan and one hundred yuan. Guan Dagou, who was waiting to settle things with Jiang Fan, couldn't stand it anymore. He gritted his teeth and angrily said.

"I'll give you six yuan. I won't make things difficult for you. One-on-one! Win or lose, this matter will be over."

Jiang Fan turned around and looked at Guan Dagou in his bright red suit and said calmly.

"Give me the six yuan first!"

In the alley beside the school, four black-suited strong men stood outside the alley, kindly allowing the two guys inside to fight one-on-one. For someone like Guan Junbiao, showing kindness and reasoning wouldn't work. Jiang Fan warmed up his wrists and neck. Kids who grew up in the countryside were always stronger than those who grew up in a greenhouse, and fighting was a common occurrence for them.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Fan dragged his exhausted body out of the alley, carrying his sports jacket. He was even more than Li Jiawei earlier. He walked unsteadily to the car, closed his eyes, and breathed deeply to alleviate the pain. Two minutes later, he drove away.

In the alley, Guan Junbiao was lying on the ground. He was not much better than Jiang Fan. He was lying on the ground in a big spread-eagle position, looking at the sky, unable to understand how he didn't beat this seemingly frail guy. The only explanation was that he didn't use any weapons and didn't dare to go all out.

He had to admit that Jiang Fan's fists were really hard.

While driving, Tang Wan called to ask how things were going and if she needed to come over. Jiang Fan just replied that it was fine and hung up the phone, saying he was coming home soon. When Jiang Fan opened the door and handed a portion of cold noodles to Tang Wan, Tang Wan's tears flowed instantly.

"Who! Tell me who did it."

Jiang Fan's mouth and eyes were both cracked, and his face was either bruised or swollen. He placed the cold noodles on the shoe cabinet, forcibly squeezed out a smile, and chuckled softly.

"It's okay. I just had a fight with someone."

"I didn't ask what happened! I'm asking who hit you!"

"It's okay, really okay."

When Jiang Fan took off his dirty jacket and exposed his back, Tang Wan's eyes became very sharp. Instead of pursuing further questions, she chose not to. she turned around and jogged to the tea table to pick up her phone. Jiang Fan, who was looking at his face in the mirror in the bathroom, heard Tang Wan's angry shout in the living room.

"I don't care! I don't care about anything. I can bully Jiang Fan, but others can't! If you don't feel sorry for him, I do. How could someone be so heavy-handed with a child? If you're embarrassed to make the call, I'll do it."

Tang Wan hung up the phone, and when Jiang Fan heard her calling his second uncle, he got nervous.

"Uncle, it's me, Tang Wan. My husband was beaten up half an hour ago near Haihua Middle School. I called you and asked you to take care of him, so how could this happen? Okay, I'm coming to see you now. We need to report this or I'll call my uncle."

Tang Wan had already put on her clothes and was about to leave. Jiang Fan quickly came out of the bathroom, grabbed Tang Wan's arm, took the phone, and explained. After much persuasion, he finally reassured Tang Wan's second uncle. Jiang Fan pressed the angry Tang Wan onto the sofa, then found some Yunnan Baiyao and handed it to her, saying weakly,

"It was just a fight. I walked out standing up, and he's still lying in the alley. I can't reach my back, so can you help me spray some? Strangely, the kid who fought with the landlord's son is the manager of your department, named Li Yang."

Looking at the wounds on the man's back, who was sitting on a small stool, Tang Wan still felt very pained. She gritted her teeth and said angrily,

"Li Yang? Did he hit you? I'll fire him right now."

"Where did that come from? He was already scared when my uncle called me."

"Is it because you were fighting over some other woman? Jiang Fan, tell me quickly, is it Su Qing?"

"You sound like an old witch hunting for adulterers! I don't know this person. I just know his surname is Guan. He was wearing a red suit and a ponytail. He looked like a hooligan. When he realized Li Yang was from Changxiang, he spoke rudely, and we got into a fight."

Guan?

Tang Wan put down the medicine in her hand, went to the bathroom to get Jiang Fan's clothes, threw them onto the sofa, and frowned.

"Guan Junbiao? The one from District 8? Why did you fight with this mad dog? Isn't the little master of his family a girl?"

Hmm?

Jiang Fan, who was putting on his pajamas, was slightly startled, then said,

"Do you know him? The young lady he mentioned is also one of the victims. She seems to be very familiar with the landlord's child and might be in a relationship. Is there something wrong with his family? What era is this? Still calling someone 'young lady'?"

Tang Wan frowned, grabbed the pajamas, undid the buttons, handed them to Jiang Fan, and said softly,

"Guan Dagou works for Tu Xiao. I've heard about Tu Xiao from my father and my uncle. He was a hooligan when he was young. After dark, District 8 is under Tu Xiao's control. Later, he supposedly washed his hands and became a businessman, opening several KTVs, bars, and bathhouses. He's not very rich, with just a few million at most. His reputation is so bad that no one wants to mess with them. They still have a strong gangster vibe. It's not inappropriate to call Tu Xiao's daughter 'young lady'. Nowadays, people also call Li Er 'Second Young Master' when they visit my uncle's house during the New Year. Later, I'll ask my uncle to call Tu Xiao to prevent this Guan Dagou from troubling you."

Jiang Fan put on his pajamas and shook his head at Tang Wan.

"Don't bother Uncle. By the way, Uncle doesn't know we're divorced yet. He was a bit unhappy when we didn't visit him during the call."

"Then we'll find time to go. Li Er also wants to see you. I don't know how you two became friends. Is Jiawei's homeroom teacher pretty?"

"She's okay."

"A dog cannot change its nature."

Tang Wan scolded, but her hand picked up the medicine box and sat on the sofa. Then she patted her jade-like legs that could drive men crazy and said softly,

"Come here, lie down, and let me apply the medicine."

Jiang Fan smiled embarrassedly.

"Is this okay?"