"Step aside!"

More than ten meters away, a brand new red car rushed towards Ye Fan on the sidewalk.

The speed is astonishing.

"careful……"

Just as he was about to hit Ye Fan, many pedestrians on the side of the road screamed in surprise.

At the critical moment, Ye Fan took a big step forward. The rearview mirror on the left side of the red car brushed his right arm and narrowly passed through.

"laugh!"

"boom--"

A dark brake mark was left on the road, and the car crashed into a willow tree on the roadside. The front hood of the engine was deeply dented, accompanied by wisps of white smoke, which seemed to tell the story of its own misery.

"hiss!"

Ye Fan rolled up his sleeves and looked down. There was a piece of skin scratched on his right forearm near the joint.

The wound was as big as a bottle cap, and blood seeped out from the wound, forming drops of blood.

He looked at the rear of the car on the right front, feeling a little depressed.

What is this driver doing?

Murder!

If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

A young woman got out of the driver's seat, opened the back seat door with a panic look on her face, and said urgently: "Grandpa, are you okay?"

"Can't die!"

An old man in his sixties got out of the car shakily, with a look of anxiety between his brows.

After getting out of the car, the old man's eyes quickly glanced around, and finally landed on Ye Fan in the middle of the sidewalk.

"Little friend, I'm really sorry..."

The old man did not dare to hesitate and walked quickly to Ye Fan. Just halfway through his words, he noticed the wound on Ye Fan's right arm and hurriedly turned to the woman standing next to the car and shouted: "Ruoyu, are you still stunned?"

What are you doing? Send this little friend to the hospital quickly!"

"Need not."

"Why?"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

The woman walked over menacingly, staring at the young Ye Fan, and said in a rather unkind tone: "Grandpa, we are not to blame for this matter. This person's eyesight is not good, and he doesn't hide when he sees a car. I doubt it."

He did it on purpose!"

"What nonsense?!"

The old man had a stern face and said, "I shouldn't be riding in your car!"

"Now, immediately, send this kid to the hospital. You will pay for the medical expenses. In addition, you will pay the kid 10,000 yuan for nutritional expenses. Do you hear me?"

"grandfather!"

The woman stamped her feet in anger. Obviously, she could not accept this solution.

She looked at Ye Fan angrily and asked coldly: "How do you walk? Why don't you hide when you see a car? Looking at your age, I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

Ye Fan took out his phone and looked at the time, seven forty-nine in the morning.

It only takes about five minutes to walk to school from here.

There's still time.

Hearing what the woman said, he was not angry and said calmly: "Do you have a driver's license?"

"..."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then blushed and said loudly: "Nonsense! Of course I have a driver's license. Let me tell you, sister, my driver's license just came out the day before yesterday, and I passed every test once!!!"

Doubt her driving skills?

So infuriating!

Ye Fan twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head slightly: "My God is so blind."

"..."

"..."

Without waiting for the woman to speak, Ye Fan pointed to the traffic lights on the side of the road and continued: "According to regulations, when passing a crosswalk with traffic lights, you should follow the traffic light instructions."

"The traffic light just turned green. If you don't believe it, you can adjust the monitoring."

"I……"

The woman opened her mouth and was about to refute when she was interrupted by Mark.

Ye Fan glanced at the woman and said: "According to Article 47 of the Road Traffic Safety Law, cars should slow down when passing a crosswalk; if they encounter pedestrians passing the crosswalk, they should stop and give way."

"Even when driving on a road without traffic signals, you must give way to pedestrians crossing the road, let alone when the traffic light was still green just now."

"You? How did you pass the first level?"

"..."

The woman was speechless, and the two jade peaks on her chest were rising and falling.

If looks could kill, then Ye Fan would have died more than once.

Seeing this, the old man on the side said quickly: "My little friend, I'm really sorry. My granddaughter has been spoiled since she was a child. Don't be like her. We bear the main responsibility for what happened today."

"How to deal with it, tell me, is this okay?"

"Need not."

Ye Fan pointed to the wound on his right arm and said indifferently: "It's just a small injury, not worth it."

He glanced at the woman and said lightly: "Be careful when driving in the future... Well, it's better to stop driving and give up. You can't control this."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The woman stared at Ye Fan's back, her pretty face flushed with anger.

Is this person sick?

What road traffic safety laws should I memorize?

It’s so boring!!!——

However, no matter how unconvinced she was, she had to endure it.

Because, Ye Fanzhanli...

The old man glared at the woman angrily and said, "After you go home, reflect on it!"

"grandfather……"

"Do you want me to say it a second time?"

"I, I understand."

…………

"jingle--"

The moment the bell rang, Ye Fan stepped into the classroom with his right foot. Just as he was about to walk in, a voice sounded from the podium, making him stop.

"stop!"

He Qingbo frowned, with a hint of displeasure on his wrinkled face.

"What's your name? You're late on the first day?"

Seeing this scene, many students had a look of gloating on their faces.

Among them is Tang Zhengxu.

Yesterday, Ye Fan prevented him from coming to the stage, and today he suffered retribution.

Very happy!

Ning Xi, who was sitting in the back, looked helpless.

Ye Fan was like this when he was in Class 2. He rushed to school almost every day.

"This guy, couldn't he have come a few minutes earlier?"

The girl complained softly, with a hint of worry on her fair and flawless face.

Ye Fan explained without changing his expression: "Teacher, I just encountered something on the road and was delayed for a few minutes."

"Cut~"

Before He Qingbo could speak, Tang Zhengxu spoke first, his tone full of sarcasm.
To be continued...