Top-tier Unruly Master

For a time, the teaching building was as quiet as death; the bandits hadn't managed to harass any students yet, and despite their fear, the students and teachers hid away very consciously.

At that moment, Ding Fan pulled out an iron nail from his storage ring, his face extremely solemn.

Throughout his two lives, Ding Fan had always been decisively ruthless in killing, but the ones he killed were all deserving of death, all villains.

These bandits first plotted an assassination against Qin Manshu and Ding Fan himself, then later shot an old man, a pregnant woman, bystanders...

Their sins were incredibly heavy; how could Ding Fan possibly spare them?

"Be careful, senior."

As Ding Fan was about to go out and deal with those two bandits, Captain Zhang, who was hiding in a corner, kindly warned him.

Although Captain Zhang was certain that Ding Fan was a remarkable person from the Hidden Sects, he thought, even if you know martial arts, you can't stop bullets.

Ding Fan slowly nodded, as a way to respond.

However, what Ding Fan did next once again made Captain Zhang's eyes widen.

Ding Fan, acting as if nothing was amiss, walked out from cover with complete indifference.

Damn!

Captain Zhang was so anxious he almost cried out.

Opposite Ding Fan, there were two gunmen aiming their weapons at them. Ding Fan walked out so openly; he was bound to become a target. In Captain Zhang's view, this move by Ding Fan was practically suicidal.

At that moment, it wasn't just Captain Zhang who was taken aback, but also the two bandits on the other side; they were stunned. They had been contemplating how to kill Ding Fan and the rest, but they hadn't expected Ding Fan to walk out so brazenly.

"Shit, seeking death!"

One of the bandits' eyes narrowed, and almost simultaneously, he was about to pull the trigger.

He imagined that as long as he pulled the trigger, Ding Fan would surely be shot into a honeycomb. However, just as the bandit was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly felt a chill in his wrist.

Then, an excruciating pain spread through it, and the bandit lost his grip on the gun, which fell to the ground. When the bandit looked over, his face turned pale; his wrist had been pierced by an iron nail.

The other bandit encountered almost the exact situation as the first, without getting a chance to fire his gun, his wrist was pierced through by an iron nail as well.

Those two bandits truly lived up to the name.

After being injured, the two bandits didn't roll on the ground screaming in pain; their first reaction was to turn and run.

However, just a few steps into their escape, they were kicked to the ground, one after the other, by someone following up from behind.

The force of the kicks was not weak; the two bandits were sent sprawling to the ground and found themselves unable to get up for a while.

While the two bandits were still struggling on the ground, Ding Fan had already approached them.

"Who sent you, and who is the target you wanted to kill?" Ding Fan's tone was even, subtly following a rhythm.

Ding Fan's words seemed to carry a magic power. Indeed, one of the bandits slowly began to speak.

"We are from the Myanmar Restoration Organization... We came to kill Qin Manshu..."

Myanmar? Restoration Organization?

Upon hearing this name, Ding Fan was quite shocked; he hadn't expected these people to be foreign armed forces.

"Why do you want to kill Qin Manshu... Who gave you the orders?"

"It was Qin Qingwu who told us to kill her... As long as we killed Qin Manshu, we would receive support with weapons..."

As the man spoke, his eyes began to roll back, his body started to twitch slightly, and he began to froth at the mouth.

The technique Ding Fan used, the Soul Capturing Technique, could control others' thoughts, similar to hypnotism. However, for ordinary people, the damage to their sea of consciousness was quite severe; prolonged control could lead to short-term memory loss in mild cases, vegetative state, or even direct death in severe cases.

The man convulsing and foaming at the mouth was an indication that he couldn't bear the pressure Ding Fan applied to his consciousness.

Once Ding Fan knew the origins of this group and had clarified who had sent them, there was no need to continue entangling with them.

Ding Fan's right hand formed a blade, and with two swift cuts, he executed the two men on the spot.

Ding Fan had resolved to kill these two while chasing them; now that he had subdued them, how could he possibly let them go?

After dealing with those two fierce bandits, Ding Fan finally turned around and went back to Captain Zhang's side.

At that moment, Captain Zhang was still hiding solemnly in the corner. When he saw Ding Fan standing in front of him, he almost doubted whether there was something wrong with his eyes.

You should know, after Ding Fan had left earlier, there hadn't been any further gunshots, and from the time Ding Fan left until now, it had only been three to five minutes. Could it be that, within such a short time, Ding Fan had taken care of the two bandits?!

"Senior, those two fierce bandits?" Captain Zhang tentatively asked.

"Already killed." Ding Fan answered quite nonchalantly.

In the eyes of others, those two bandits might be worthy of the term "fierce bandits", but in front of Ding Fan, they counted for nothing. If it hadn't been to protect Qin Manshu earlier, it would have been questionable whether these bandits could have lived to escape here.

Killed?!

When Captain Zhang heard Ding Fan say that he had killed those bandits, his eyes widened in shock.

Being a former special forces soldier, it was clear to see from their coordination that these people had definitely been soldiers or had undergone tactical training by professionals.

In front of these bandits, all the officers that Captain Zhang had brought were killed, which demonstrated just how formidable these bandits were.

Yet such formidable bandits had been taken care of so easily. From this, one could see how impressive the young man before them really was.

"I need your help with the situation here," Ding Fan pondered for a moment before speaking to Captain Zhang.

By now, Captain Zhang almost worshipped Ding Fan as a deity. He hurriedly responded, "Whatever Senior commands, I will certainly follow through."

Ding Fan nodded. "I don't care how you explain to the people below later, but you must not mention me. All the bandits here, you took them down."

Captain Zhang's eyes widened again.

For a moment, Captain Zhang doubted his own ears. Was this... also called helping a senior?

You should know, if he were to go downstairs and say that he, Captain Zhang, led his men and killed all the fierce criminals on the street, and he was the only survivor, then by tomorrow morning, he would become the hero of the entire Dancheng.

With such an event, promotion and a smooth future would be guaranteed. If this was called helping, Captain Zhang wished for such opportunities to help every day.

"What? Is there a problem?" Ding Fan asked, seeing Captain Zhang's hesitation.

"No... no problem... But Senior, don't you care at all about the credit for this achievement?" Captain Zhang asked.

Even though Ding Fan wasn't a police officer, just with his act of righteousness this time, he could have become the hero of Dancheng. Such an honor was not something just anyone could easily give up.

"From now on, all the matters here have nothing to do with me. I am just an ordinary person who you rescued," Ding Fan finished speaking and turned to go straight downstairs.

Being the hero of Dancheng was something Ding Fan disdained completely; those were fleeting, empty titles. Ding Fan preferred to have as few troubles as possible. It didn't matter to him if someone he did not know took all the credit.

Seeing Ding Fan leave, Captain Zhang did not dare to stop him. When he was in the military, he had heard about the temperaments of those from the Hidden Sects. These people were very unusual in character, and it was best not to provoke them if possible.

At this point, Captain Zhang got up from the ground and pulled out his walkie-talkie.

"Headquarters, headquarters, this is Captain Zhang from the criminal police team. The terrorists at Dancheng's 14th Middle School have all been taken out..."

...

Ding Fan walked out of the academic building. By now, the police had already heavily surrounded the area and had controlled entry.

Behind the police, there were the clamorous reporters.

You should know, in the many peaceful years in Huaxia Country, such a shooting incident was very rare, and these reporters clustered around like flies smelling blood.

Since Captain Zhang had previously reported on Ding Fan's identity, when Ding Fan came down, the police treated him like a rescued hostage and escorted him to a safe corner.

The reporters all swarmed over, after all, Ding Fan was the first person to escape from the school building. Everyone began to inquire about the situation inside.

Ding Fan didn't care to entangle with these people, but to make the act more convincing, he still praised Captain Zhang's glorious image during the hostage rescue.

"Brother Fan, are you alright?" Qin Manshu came stumbling over just as Ding Fan had finished dealing with the reporters.

Her eyes were full of concern at that moment, and her exquisite face, along with her beautiful eyes casting a caring look, was quite comforting.

"I'm fine," Ding Fan said before deliberately moving his injured arm.

At this, Qin Manshu's nose reddened. She immediately threw herself into Ding Fan's arms and started crying.

A beauty in his arms, Ding Fan was momentarily unsure of what to do, staring blankly there...