Chapter 46 Meeting the Black Church is like stepping on dog shit

The security guard blocked the way ahead aggressively, constantly questioning Fan Jian. Fan Jian turned his head and looked back. At this moment, the black beasts and the people of the Black Church were rushing towards him from behind.

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"Did you listen to me? Using magic privately is disruptive. I have the right to report you. You must go to the police station!" The security guard took another step forward and stretched out his hand, saying, "You're not leaving, right? Fierce Fist!"

Fan Jian: "???"

Whose neighborhood was disturbed by the security guards who fought directly? This guy is a mid-level magician.

"Damn it!" Fan Jian caught a glimpse of the sinister smile on the corner of the security guard's mouth.

He quickly raised the Daoshuiyu, but was still knocked away by Liequan's punch and fell hard outside the private garden. The pedestrians passing by the door looked over with puzzled expressions.

After seeing the blood on Fan Jian's chest, waves of commotion came from the crowd. Some called the police, some screamed, and some watched the show. They all stopped.

"Ahem!"

Fan Jian felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and there were several burns on his body.

It was really because he stepped on dog shit when he went out that he ran into the beasts of the Black Church, and the director of this processing plant was also a beast! No wonder the hunters who went there every time didn't find any problems, because the hunters were solved, and the director reported the problems of the processing plant himself, but they were not solved, and the hunters returned empty-handed!

This director is a member of the Black Church, and this security guard is also a fucking one. Fan Jian always feels that there are still many people from the Black Church in the private garden.

"Ahem..." Fan Jian coughed up blood, his body swayed a little, and he ran wildly into the distance. As his body ran violently, Fan Jian felt his chest hurt more and more. Every time he took a step, he felt his flesh and blood rub against the dagger, and his mouth kept grinning in pain.

The security guards behind him did not catch up with him. There were many people there, so they could not catch up and finish him off openly. The black beasts kept catching up with him on the roof and the street, at a very fast speed, like a black shadow. Few people could see the blurry black shadow clearly. They only felt a foul smell coming towards them, and then it got farther and farther away.

"Oh my God... Damn it!" Fan Jian fled to an alley, and another fierce punch came towards him, like a heavy punch from a flaming giant, directly blasting Fan Jian dozens of meters away, and smashing him hard at the door of a store. The glass shattered, and his back was full of small holes, like a human hedgehog.

That security guard, oh no, it should be a member of the Black Church. He changed into a black suit and walked over from a few dozen meters away, with a sinister smile on his face.

"Is this the student of Mingzhu Academy? Not so good." His mocking words came over, with flames wrapped around his hands, and the star map under his feet was quickly completed. Another fierce fist smashed straight over, and the huge flaming fist flew straight over with a monstrous heat wave, and all the debris in the alley was burned to ashes.

"Shui Yu!"

Fan Jian didn't believe it and continued to release Shui Yu, staring at the man. The stars quickly intertwined and arranged, and the water star map was quickly completed, turning into a raging wave under Fan Jian's feet. As Fan Jian manipulated it, it pounced on it like a roaring beast, engulfing the black-clothed security guard. The surging waves kept rolling and impacting, and blood could be seen on the surface of his body, and his bones were broken. As the subsequent four waves of explosions hit and rolled down fiercely, the black-clothed security guard's face suddenly became terrified. Before he could even scream, he turned directly into a pool of blood mud, and the black beast that attacked behind him disappeared with the disappearance of the explosion.

"Ahem..." Fan Jian panted, manipulated Shui Yu to clean the blood on his chest, and walked towards the hospital.

Deep in the alley, there was a look staring at him.

...

After Fan Jian was treated in the hospital, his chest was wrapped with gauze, and he lay on a chair in the hospital lobby, watching the news broadcast on the small screen above.

"Security guards fighting at the gate of a private school? Why? Let one of our witnesses explain."

A man in a brown long-sleeved shirt appeared in the camera. He said with a look of horror: "The security guard raised a flashlight and pointed it at a person standing on a very high wave. Then a huge fist of fire suddenly burst out, and the person was directly knocked away for a long distance..."

Fan Jian pulled his mouth, knowing that it would be broadcast, and he had to report it.

Fan Jian then left the hospital and reported the matter to the Magic Association. Then he returned to the dormitory and slept comfortably. It was almost four o'clock in the morning.

As for the people of the Black Church, they wanted to report them for a bounty, but they couldn't report them. They were all turned into mud and diluted by the wash.

...

The next morning.

"Hey, Lao Fan, Lao Fan!"

Zhao Manyan's loud voice kept howling there, waking Fan Jian up all of a sudden. Mo Fan, who had just returned, also looked at him speechlessly.

"You're calling me a ghost!" Fan Jian cursed, turned his head and went back to sleep.

"Don't sleep, what happened last night? Do you know that I couldn't eat or sleep well after I was gone!" Zhao Manyan's face was pressed against Fan Jian's, and the two of them were almost stuck together.

"Okay, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it another day. Old Zhao, either be quiet or go out, it's too noisy!" Mo Fan cursed, went to bed and went to sleep. He hadn't slept all night, and he was so tired that he was very sleepy.

"No, why are you two like this? Are you playing tricks behind my back? It's so exciting, why don't you call me!" Zhao Manyan was angry and kept talking.

"Bang!"

Zhao Manyan was thrown out of the dormitory by Fan Jian.

"Damn, you two..." Zhao Manyan cursed, which really chilled his heart. He had just put a bunch of freshly bought skewers on the table.

...

The night was hanging above the sky, with stars shining on it.

Fan Jian woke up, and his stomach was full of hunger. He got up despite his sleepiness. After getting out of bed, he found a bunch of skewers on the table. Fan Jian also remembered that Zhao Manyan brought them this morning.

"Hey, there are skewers, thank you!" Mo Fan also woke up, jumped down, picked up the skewers and started eating, and Fan Jian was also eating.

"Not bad, although it's cold, Lao Zhao is thoughtful." Fan Jian said with his mouth full and slurred, and Mo Fan was also talking there.

Soon, all the skewers on the table were finished by the two of them.

"Let's go, I'm going to practice!" Mo Fan said and left the dormitory, while Fan Jian left the dormitory and went to Dean Xiao's dean's office.

Dean's office.

At this time, it was a rare free day, and several professors and Dean Xiao were chatting there late at night.

"Lao Liu, I heard that your grandson also got admitted to our school. How is it? Is he handsome? Hahaha, do you want me to give Xiao Yao to him?" said an old man with a square face wearing reading glasses.

"Come on, I feel that my grandson... is not good at women. Hey, fortunately, my Liu family has more than one seedling." The professor called Lao Liu said helplessly.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Come in."

Fan Jian pushed the door open, and several professors looked over. Dean Xiao looked over with a smile: "Fan Jian, is there something wrong?"

"Yes, I want to say, I'm..." Fan Jian told everything truthfully.

"The people of the Black Church are getting more and more rampant." The old professor with a square face said with a hint of anger on his face, and Professor Liu also looked solemn.

"I will tell the students about this matter, and I will also tell them, so that everyone will be careful." Dean Xiao nodded.

"Okay, then Dean, professors, I'm leaving first."

Fan Jian decided to be careful when he went out in the future. Encountering the Black Church is like stepping on a pile of smelly, dirty and very sticky excrement.