The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 475: What Are You Pretending to Be?

No money? No life given?

Fuck, you’re talking to Tiger like this?

Even Feng Zheng, his face turned pale in an instant.

God, it’s all over now! There’s absolutely no room for maneuver.

Before, Tiger made it clear there was an option to pay up.

Zhang Fan and the others didn’t seem like they didn’t have money.

A meal of hot pot cost over three thousand, and they hadn’t even batted an eyelid; they must have tens of thousands at least.

Even if it wasn’t enough, he’d be willing to fork out tens of thousands!

And this whole mess had started because of him; Zhang Fan standing up for him and causing a scene at Blue Diagram was nothing, tens of thousands were nothing to him.

But now, they had completely offended Tiger!

"This kid’s gone mad!" A middle-aged man shook his head and sighed.

"Hehe, daring to provoke Tiger, this kid must not have seen how fierce he can be," another person hurried to brown-nose.

The group behind Tiger also burst into loud laughter.

Especially the four who had been beaten by Zhang Fan, they nearly cried from laughing.

"Tiger, this kid’s looking down on you!"

Tiger’s eyes also flashed a trace of ferocity, and then he clenched his fist and slowly walked towards Zhang Fan.

"Very well, I haven’t met anyone who dared to talk to me like this in a long time, kid, you’ve got guts. If you can take one punch from me, we’ll call it even today, including the matter with Hu Junyang."

Tiger stood in front of Zhang Fan, looking at him with a mocking expression on his face.

"Tiger, this is not so good," Hu Junyang quickly said, walking up to Tiger’s side.

After all, he had seen Zhang Fan’s fighting abilities; one punch?

It might actually be possible for him to take it!

"Are you mocking me for being weak?" Tiger glared, scaring Hu Junyang half to death.

At this moment, Zhang Fan’s mouth curled into a sinister arc: "Hehe, I won’t bully you. If you can take one punch from me, today, you guys can leave in peace."

Comparing fists with him?

Even Black Shark, one of Hidden Dragon’s strongest, couldn’t withstand his punch, let alone this guy?

Thinks he’s tough because he’s fought in underground boxing?

Zhang Fan was never afraid of anyone; even Ying Yun of Angry Dragon was just overturned by him!

Listening to Zhang Fan’s voice, there was dead silence all around!

A crowd of people’s eyes were locked tightly on Zhang Fan.

Damn, were they hallucinating?

Fuck, this kid dares to talk to Tiger like that?

"He’s lost it, I’m sure of it, this kid’s completely lost it."

"Fuck, this is the first time I’ve seen anyone dare to go head-to-head with Tiger, so ballsy!" the people behind Tiger also exclaimed.

Even Tiger’s eyeballs nearly popped out.

His gaze swept over Zhang Fan, and he burst out laughing.

"Kid, are you sure you’re talking to me?" Tiger asked incredulously.

Zhang Fan flashed a radiant smile: "You tell me?"

"Good, you’ve got guts!" Tiger said, rubbing his hands and puffing out his chest, "Come on, bring it on."

"Is that so?" Zhang Fan said with a devilish smile, also taking a step forward.

Seeing Zhang Fan’s stance, the crowd around them became extremely nervous.

Damn idiot, does this kid really want to throw a punch?

He’s going to crash and burn like that!

However, in the live stream, the group from Slap Face Squad began to boil with excitement.

"Fuck, why aren’t these dumbasses calling an ambulance already!"

"Do they really think the name ’Face-smacking Fan’ is just for show?"

"I feel sorry for that bald head!"

"I feel sorry for him +1!"

"Fuck, why haven’t the people from Capital City arrived yet?"

Tiger Brother roared furiously when Zhang Fan remained motionless, "Kid, what’s with the dallying? Hurry up, or I’m going to start swinging!"

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes, "Don’t be impatient—I’m figuring out where to hit you so you’ll hurt less!"

The people around them were rendered speechless!

"Kid, you think you can hurt Tiger Brother? Hahaha, stop dreaming! Back when Tiger Brother fought in underground boxing, he could withstand twenty punches from his opponent, and you think you’re something?"

Tiger Brother’s entourage burst into laughter.

"Oh, is that so? Then I’m relieved," Zhang Fan said in a soft voice.

After all, he had been somewhat conflicted. Tiger Brother had training, after all; hit too lightly and he’d embarrass himself.

Hit too hard, and he really feared he might kill Tiger Brother with one punch.

That’s why he had been scanning Tiger Brother for a while, but for the moment, he couldn’t find the right spot to strike.

"Keep acting; just wait and see how you’re gonna die!" Hu Junyang sneered coldly, arms crossed as he eyed Zhang Fan with disdain.

"Are you ready?" Zhang Fan asked.

Tiger Brother replied impatiently, "Kid, just bring it on."

"Oh!" Zhang Fan nodded, then clenched his fist.

The moment Zhang Fan’s arm lifted, all the hairs on Tiger Brother’s body stood on end.

Danger, danger!

An overwhelmingly dangerous aura suddenly loomed over his heart.

Having fought in the black boxing circuit, he was extremely sensitive to the scent of danger. In that world, life could be lost at any moment; otherwise, he would not have emerged unscathed.

Damn it, why do I feel such a strong sense of danger?

Could it be from this kid in front of me?

At that very next moment, his pupils shrank sharply.

Zhang Fan’s fist, like a phantom, smashed into his chest.

In that instant, cold sweat broke out all over his body.

At the same time, a deeply muffled sound echoed from his chest.

The feeling was like the beat of a battle drum, causing everyone nearby to pause!

"Crack!"

The sound of breaking ribs resounded!

Following that, Tiger Brother’s body flew backward like a cannonball, crashing into the group of people behind him.

The sudden turn of events made everyone’s scalp tingle!

Tiger Brother was sent flying by a single punch?

How could this be possible!

Feng Zheng’s gaze was locked tightly on Tiger Brother.

Looking at his limp limbs and as if he had fainted, Feng Zheng’s eyes were about to pop out of his head.

Shit, Tiger Brother got KO’d by one punch?

Cold sweat continuously seeped from Hu Junyang’s forehead, his heart feeling as if it was being gripped and violently dragged into the sea!

Unable to breathe, as if he was going to suffocate to death!

"Good thing I didn’t use sixty percent of my strength," Zhang Fan said with a look of relief on his face.

He had only used fifty percent of his power for that punch.

Originally, he wanted to use seventy percent, but at the moment of punching, he held back twenty percent of his power.

Hearing Zhang Fan’s words, the crowd felt as though their hearts had been suddenly stabbed with a knife.

Fucking hell, not much?

Good thing he didn’t use sixty percent of his strength?

Damn, who the hell is he trying to fool!

Looking at Zhang Fan, who had shrugged his shoulders with an air of helplessness, their gaze slowly shifted back to Tiger Brother.

Watching Tiger Brother being held by the crowd, motionless, a chill ran down their spines.

The next moment, all eyes turned toward Hu Junyang.

The trembling Hu Junyang caused them to swallow hard.

Looks like this guy has really hit a snag today!