The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 474: No Money Given, No Life Spared

Feng Zheng was startled by the cries of alarm from the employees, but as soon as he stepped out, he saw a crowd gathered at the entrance of the neighboring Lan Tu Hotpot restaurant.

Curiosity piqued, he went over to see what the commotion was about.

However, what he saw frightened him half to death.

The fellow townsmen who had just been eating at their hotpot restaurant were now fighting with Hu Junyang and his crew!

What shocked him more was that they were fighting because of him.

He knew very well what kind of person Hu Junyang was—the guy was extremely close to someone called Brother Tiger, and the people who came to make trouble in his restaurant were from Brother Tiger’s gang.

He couldn’t afford to offend them, let alone a university student.

As a fellow townsman, he naturally didn’t want to see Zhang Fan get into trouble.

So his plan was to have Zhang Fan run away. As long as he stayed in the university for a few months, even Brother Tiger wouldn’t dare to come looking for him on campus.

"Easy, big bro!" Zhang Fan said, his arm tightening slightly, causing Feng Zheng’s frame to suddenly stiffen as if he had been grabbed by a mountain, unable to move in the slightest.

This move left Feng Zheng utterly shocked!

Meanwhile, Hu Junyang’s expression had grown hideous.

He had been forced to kneel by someone else?

And it was a guy Feng Zheng, that idiot, had called over?

How could he bear it!

Right away, Hu Junyang stood up, glaring furiously at Feng Zheng, his face twisted and distorted with rage. He glanced at Zhang Fan, felt a chill in his back, and then roared at Feng Zheng, "Feng Zheng, good, you dare call people over to our Lan Tu to stir trouble, just you wait, just you wait!"

Feng Zheng instantly felt overwhelmed. Was Zhang Fan someone he had called?

And even if he was going to call for help, he surely wouldn’t call a university student like Zhang Fan!

"Hu Junyang, enough is enough, alright? For more than a year, you’ve been causing trouble in my restaurant countless times. Just the compensation alone has cost me thirty or forty thousand!" Feng Zheng had also become enraged.

In the past year, he had given them more than twenty thousand directly, and there were several occasions when he was almost beaten up.

As an outsider doing business in Capital City, it’s not easy. Losing a bit of money once in a while wasn’t a big deal, just considered paying to avoid disaster.

But now, seeing a university student from his own hometown standing up for him, if he continued to be a coward, he wouldn’t be able to hold his head up high.

"Young man, you go first, I’ll handle this mess!" Feng Zheng gritted his teeth as he addressed Zhang Fan, thinking that since Zhang Fan and his friends were just university students, if they got involved with Brother Tiger, nothing good would come of it.

Zhang Fan just laughed, patting Feng Zheng’s shoulder, "Don’t worry, big bro. I want to see what kind of trouble this guy can stir up."

At the same time, Zhang Fan stared coldly at Hu Junyang. Since he had decided to lend a hand to his fellow townsman, he was going to see it through to the end.

He also wanted to see for himself who this Brother Tiger they kept talking about was!

"You have nine minutes and twenty-eight seconds left," Zhang Fan glanced at the time and then said in a low voice, "If your people don’t show up soon, then please go lie down in the hospital. I’ll cover your medical bills!"

After these words, the waitstaff stood there dumbstruck!

Those were the words Hu Junyang seemed to have said before, damned, this kid was too arrogant, he had thrown Hu Junyang’s own words right back at him!

Looking at the more than ten people lying on the ground, they immediately shrank their necks.

If Hu Junyang really couldn’t get anyone to come, he might actually end up in the hospital!

At this point, Hu Junyang was also furious to the extremes, his teeth gritted as he shouted at Zhang Fan, "Alright, alright, alright, kid, since you’re courting death, I’ll oblige."

Then he pulled out his phone: "Brother Tiger, I’ve run into some trouble here; need you to make a trip over. Bring more guys; this one’s tough."

The people around immediately began to murmur.

"Does this kid really have a death wish? Hu Junyang is close with Brother Tiger. If he really brings Brother Tiger here, this kid is as good as dead!"

"That’s for sure, Brother Tiger is a tough guy. They say he used to be a bare-knuckle boxer. With one punch, he could reportedly burst through a ten-centimeter-thick wall!"

"Indeed, in these past few years, who hasn’t been terrified upon hearing Brother Tiger’s name?"

Hearing all this, Feng Zheng grew even more anxious.

The things these people were saying weren’t just empty threats, especially considering that the ones Zhang Fan had beaten up were all Hu Jun’s men!

"Little brother, listen to me, just leave," Feng Zheng said with a face of utmost gravity.

"Leave?"

Zhang Fan shook his head with a light chuckle, "Don’t worry about me, bro. Besides, what will you do if I leave?"

"Why worry about me? I’ve been around here for several years, surely Hu Jun will show some respect for me," Feng Zheng forced a smile and said. He really didn’t want Zhang Fan to get involved in this mess; after all, they were too young.

Just then, a jeering laugh suddenly rang out.

"Heh, show you respect? What are you?"

In that voice, there was nothing but scorn.

Suddenly, everyone turned their heads, their expressions changing drastically.

The bald man at the front wearing a tank top, shorts, and flip-flops was none other than the so-called Hu Jun.

Following him were more than a dozen youths, including the four who had been severely thrashed by Zhang Fan, in the ranks.

Hu Junyang’s face lit up with joy, and he hurried over.

"Hu Jun, you’ve finally come! Someone came to my shop causing trouble, and they injured my men—you have to stand up for me," Hu Junyang quickly said.

However, when he saw the four men with bandages following behind Hu Jun, he was shocked.

Weren’t they the four he had sent to cause trouble in Feng Zheng’s shop?

"Brothers, what happened to you?" Hu Junyang quickly asked.

The four men glared fiercely at Hu Junyang, their eyes filled with rage.

At that moment, their hands were still throbbing with pain!

But upon seeing Zhang Fan for the first time, the hatred in their hearts fully erupted.

"Hu Jun, it’s that kid! You have to stand up for us," one of them pointed at Zhang Fan and said.

"Heh, it seems you don’t remember the pain!" Zhang Fan said with a cold laugh, his gaze quickly shifting to Hu Jun.

Hu Jun was about 1.75 meters tall, with muscles that looked explosive.

From those sharp eyes filled with brilliance, it was clear that Hu Jun had also trained.

At that moment, Hu Jun also smiled cruelly, "Daring to lay a hand on my people! You’ve got some nerve."

Zhang Fan grinned and then strode towards Hu Jun, "Much obliged, much obliged."

The crowd behind Hu Jun widened their eyes in astonishment.

"Heh, still so arrogant in front of Hu Jun."

"Daring to hurt Er Mao and the others, how impressive!"

"Are today’s college students so arrogant and defiant?"

Mocking voices kept rising!

"Kid, how’s it going to be, pay with money or with your arms?" Hu Jun clenched his fists, the muscles on his arms bulging suddenly, and his hands grew a size larger.

"Have you ever heard a saying?" Zhang Fan’s mouth twisted up, revealing a taunting smile.

"What?" Hu Jun asked coldly.

"No money to offer, no life to spare!"

Zhang Fan’s voice was filled with scornful mockery.

However, to everyone else’s ears, it sounded like a bolt from the blue.

Heavens, did this kid just talk back to Hu Jun like that?