The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 541 Oh, Really? (Second Update)

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Looking at Hao Xiaomin’s cold features, Zhang Fan really couldn’t figure out why the girl harbored such killing intent when she didn’t even know Ye Xuan and the others?

Moreover, Hao Xiaomin’s posture and movements didn’t look like those of someone who had received training.

Before Zhang Fan could ponder any deeper, the crowd at the scene erupted with exclamations once again.

"Yuan Shui’er! Yuan Shui’er!"

The screaming surged like a tide.

Zhang Fan’s gaze followed, landing on Yuan Shui’er, a cluster in baby pink, looking incredibly ethereal.

Her cascading curls flowed with the wind over her shoulders.

However, the microphone in her hand caught Zhang Fan by surprise.

Could it be that this basketball competition had commentators?

Tsk tsk, Yuan Shui’er’s voice really was sweet!

Just then, more than twenty people appeared behind Yuan Shui’er.

Tables, chairs, speakers, they had all the equipment.

At the same time, groups of security guards also began to appear.

And Li Liang was standing next to Ren Zuling, his face beaming with a radiant smile.

"Instructor Ren, we’re counting on you today."

Ren Zuling shook his head, his gaze, however, rested on Zhang Fan: "No big deal!"

Immediately after, more than a hundred instructors dispersed and began their safety measures around the basketball court.

Watching this scene, Li Liang finally let out a long sigh of relief, and his gaze lingered on Zhang Fan for a long time.

The basketball championship was a fairly important event for Tsinghua, and under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t have gotten so involved personally.

But now, he really didn’t feel at ease about Zhang Fan!

Moreover, he had invited reporters, just in case Zhang Fan stirred up trouble again, it would be quite the spectacle.

"Zhang Fan, please don’t get into any fights today," Li Liang couldn’t help but approach Zhang Fan to remind him worriedly.

At the sound of Li Liang’s voice, the crowd around rolled their eyes.

Damn, probably only Zhang Fan would get such treatment in the whole history of Tsinghua, right?

When has Li Liang favored anyone? When was he ever so easy to talk to?

Isn’t his pace usually to directly dock points?

Even Wang Peng, who caused trouble, would cower before Li Liang!

Recalling that very morning how Zhang Fan was arrested by fully-armed special police, they immediately took a few steps back, maintaining a safe distance from Zhang Fan.

"Hey old Li, don’t you trust me? Relax, I definitely won’t cause any trouble," Zhang Fan said with a smile.

Li Liang forced a smile, wanting to say, If I trust you, I’d be a damn fool!

However, he nodded and went off to handle other matters.

At that moment, the low murmurs rose again.

More than forty guys wearing uniform jerseys strolled over.

Taking the lead was Liao Fucheng, except the sight of him in a wheelchair made him appear rather grim.

Zhang Fan turned his head to look over, and a cold smirk surfaced on his lips when he saw Liao Fucheng in the wheelchair.

"Yo, isn’t our president still bound to a chair!"

Hearing Zhang Fan’s laughter, the surrounding people nearly died laughing.

Especially seeing Liao Fucheng’s bulging veins, they covered their mouths.

Damn, isn’t it all because you were so freaking heavy-handed!

"Kid, don’t go too far!"

Zhou Bangquan bellowed fiercely, seeing Zhang Fan’s face made him feel an uncontrollable urge to draw his knife.

However, the group of people behind Zhou Bangquan looked at Zhang Fan with a hint of fear.

After all, being able to beat Liao Fucheng up like that and still stand here casually chatting, Zhang Fan was the first!

"Heh, where’s your teammate?"

Liao Fucheng’s voice sounded as if it was being squeezed out through clenched teeth.

Right now, his chest still hurt.

Standing up and walking would probably need another ten days or so of rest!

Thinking of this, Liao Fucheng’s eyes gleamed with a strong killing intent.

Keep laughing, we’ll see how you laugh after today’s match is over.

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Tiger’s men were already in position, just waiting for Zhang Fan to come out.

Today, he planned not only to make Zhang Fan’s friend, Gao Qi, get lost, but he also wanted to confine Zhang Fan to a wheelchair forever.

"Right! Where are the teammates?"

"Heh heh, I bet Zhang Fan can’t even gather five players today. Tsk tsk tsk, thinking about getting the first place? Dream on!"

The group of people around also started laughing, their gazes toward Zhang Fan filled with a touch of playful malice.

No matter how good Zhang Fan’s skills were, with just him and Gao Qi, what could they possibly achieve?

At this moment, Gao Qi also came running over with a bag.

"Fanzi, they haven’t arrived yet?" Gao Qi asked beside Zhang Fan.

"Still early." Zhang Fan shook his head! freёwebnoѵel.com

"Not early at all, there’s only half an hour left, and the draw is soon. There are only four teams! The chances of us playing in the first match are pretty high," Gao Qi said with a worried face.

"Then I’ll make a call to hurry them along!" Zhang Fan said, and took out his cellphone.

However, right at this moment, Liao Fucheng started laughing sinisterly.

"I forgot to mention, this semester’s basketball showdown only has two teams, our basketball club’s first team, and your team."

A cold smile curled the corners of Liao Fucheng’s mouth.

Wanting to buy time?

Heh, no way!

Even though he had forbidden club members from teaming up with Zhang Fan, with so many people in Tsinghua, it was still possible that there were hidden masters.

Now, his aim was to reduce the chances of Zhang Fan’s team winning to virtually zero!

"Two teams?"

The others around were also shocked.

Damn, there used to be four teams in the basketball showdown, resulting in five matches. Is this going straight to the finals?

For fuck’s sake, they weren’t giving Zhang Fan and his team any time at all.

With this realization, everyone’s gaze sharpened as they looked at Liao Fucheng!

Sneaky and cunning!

Upon hearing this, Gao Qi roared with rage, "Liao Fucheng, what the fuck do you mean? Just because you say it’s two teams we have to play? On what basis?"

Gao Qi was truly furious; this was practically a deliberate move to screw them over!

Liao Fucheng smiled coldly, "Simply because I am the president of the basketball club."

His icy voice made the veins on Gao Qi’s forehead bulge.

"Ouyang the tycoon has arrived at the entrance!" Zhang Fan smiled, reached out, and patted Gao Qi’s shoulder.

Has he arrived!

Gao Qi’s eyes also began to flicker.

He was very clear about Ouyang Feng’s strength.

That was a player of professional level! Could Liao Fucheng and his lot even compare?

"I’m going to crush these idiots!" Gao Qi stared at Liao Fucheng and his group, and said fiercely.

"For sure!" Zhang Fan smiled lightly.

Suddenly, the surroundings quietened down, gazing at Zhang Fan and Gao Qi in disbelief.

To crush Liao Fucheng and his team?

"Hahaha, did I hear that wrong?"

"Even if they bring in outsiders from the school, I fucking don’t believe that they could find people better than Liao Fucheng and his team!"

"Heh, I think they can’t even gather their players."

Just then, Liao Fucheng started laughing.

"By the way, I just fixed a ’bug’ in our basketball showdown rules. Non-Tsinghua personnel are not allowed to participate in the competition."

Liao Fucheng’s voice rang out again.

"Fuck you, Liao Fucheng," Gao Qi roared uncontrollably.

This was clearly targeting him and Zhang Fan!

Just as Gao Qi was about to burst out, Zhang Fan held him back.

"Oh, really!" Zhang Fan also laughed coldly.

Sorry, but Ouyang Feng was one of the people who made the rules for the basketball showdown!