The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 542 What a Joke (Third Update)

"Hehe, Zhang Fan must feel like such a fool now, can’t call for outside help, hahaha."

"Liao Fucheng is ruthless, can’t call for outside help, I bet Zhang Fan’s team only has two guys!"

"Finally, we get to see Zhang Fan lose face, it’s so satisfying!"

The men around practically wanted to burst into song on the spot.

A gleam of schadenfreude shone in the eyes of the crowd as they looked at Zhang Fan.

Damn, serves you right for singing so well.

For snagging a six million scholarship and even a damn house for yourself.

For stealing Goddess Ye Xuan!

For living with Goddess Ye and Goddess Le.

For being such a damn show-off!

No, wait, it’s for also being able to cook a good meal.

You’re dumbfounded now, aren’t you!

However, the girls completely lost it.

"Liao Fucheng, you’re shameless."

"You jerk, you should be beaten up and sent to the hospital, I hope you spend your life in a wheelchair."

"Damn it, it’s just because Aunt Flo hasn’t visited me today; otherwise, I’d smear his face with period blood."

The angry voices of the girls floated through Tsinghua.

Heard by the men, these words made them grind their teeth in frustration.

Damn, what’s so great about Zhang Fan? Have these gossiping women gone mad?

And Liao Fucheng’s nose was practically bending with rage.

Damn it, where were you when Zhang Fan put me in the hospital?

Why don’t you speak up for me now that I’m the one in a wheelchair?

I’m the injured one here, okay?

However, the girls around didn’t care about reason, and their curses grew even uglier.

Hao Xiaomin crossed her arms, a look of impatience flickering in her eyes, but when she saw the sly smile on Zhang Fan’s face, a smile also appeared on her lips.

Is there still a way out?

"Hahaha, Zhang Fan, you’re definitely doomed this time." Di Xiele laughed maliciously at his misfortune.

And Ye Xuan, with a worried look, clung to Zhang Fan’s arm and said, "What should we do?"

Zhang Fan chuckled, stretching out his hand to pinch Ye Xuan’s face, "Don’t worry, it’s going to be fine."

Then, with his arm around Ye Xuan’s waist, he gazed down that long road leading to the main square!

The breeze was gentle, and the leaves of the trees lining the road rustled noisily.

Seeing Zhang Fan’s composed face, the laughing expressions on the faces of the men around gradually faded.

"What’s he waiting for?"

"He can’t still be thinking of turning the game around, can he?"

"Even if his one-on-one skills are good, basketball is a five-person game. Let’s not even mention the newbie Gao Qi; any one of Liao Fucheng’s team could overpower him."

"Exactly, Liao Fucheng has already said that non-Tsinghua people can’t play in this game, I just can’t think of anyone in Tsinghua who has the skills to take on the basketball club, and at least three people are needed."

"Right, at least Liao Fucheng and his team are at a semi-professional level."

Watching the smile grow on Zhang Fan’s face, the men furrowed their brows.

He’s still laughing at a time like this? Has he gone crazy?

Suddenly, everyone’s gaze followed Zhang Fan’s to look in the same direction.

"Wow, so handsome!"

"Heavens, what a presence!"

The girls screamed as they watched Ouyang Feng slowly approaching.

"Show-off!"

Zhang Fan couldn’t help but laugh and curse.

When it came to looks, he really was a bit inferior to Ouyang Feng.

"Quite the spectacle!"

Ouyang Feng, seeing the crowd on the basketball court, also sighed.

Watching Ouyang Feng approach, the crowd suddenly fell silent.

Is this the person Zhang Fan called?

He’s not from Tsinghua University, right?

What a joke, with Ouyang Feng’s sharp energy and that handsome, masculine face, if he were from Tsinghua, how could the girls not recognize him?

"Ouyang tycoon, just you alone?" Zhang Fan walked toward Ouyang Feng.

"They’re already on their way, should be here soon!" Ouyang Feng laughed.

"Need to warm up?" Zhang Fan smirked.

Ouyang Feng shook his head, "Warming up to bully a bunch of noobs? Might as well say I’ve been playing basketball for nothing these past few years."

Although Ouyang Feng’s voice was light, at that moment, it carried clearly and distinctly.

"Hiss, noobs?"

"Too arrogant, right!"

"Damn, why do I feel he’s even more arrogant than Zhang Fan? Who the hell is this guy, and where did he come from?"

A chorus of exclamations burst forth.

Immediately, they affirmed, the person Zhang Fan had called over definitely wasn’t from Tsinghua; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so brash. After all, Tsinghua’s basketball team isn’t weak either.

At the same time, countless pairs of eyes turned to Liao Fucheng, watching the dark waters of his expression; their gazes flickered with speculation.

Looks like there’s going to be a good show today!

However, those standing behind Liao Fucheng were not pleased.

Dammit, some random guy comes out and dares to call us noobs?

"Who the hell are you, dammit, where the hell did you spring from?"

Zhou Bangquan bellowed angrily.

Zhang Fan said those things about them, and they tolerated it; after all, Zhang Fan’s skills really are sick, and when it comes to fighting, they couldn’t beat Zhang Fan anyway. But this new guy, damn, they didn’t believe he could be as freakish as Zhang Fan.

"Get out of Tsinghua, is this a place you can waltz into?" The rest of the basketball club members also roared in anger.

Zhang Fan laughed, "Ouyang tycoon, you can stand this? If it were me, I’d have struck them down by now."

"Pfft!"

The girls around them couldn’t help but spray out a mouthful of salt soda.

Zhang Fan, this guy, had just told Li Liang not to get violent, but what’s this, telling someone else to do it?

Ouyang Feng also started laughing, then waved at Zhou Bangquan and the others, "The wind is too strong, I can’t hear you, come here and say it."

The crowd around was instantly confounded!

The wind is too strong?

There’s no wind though!

But soon, they caught on, dammit, was this an invitation for Zhou Bangquan and his people to come over and start a fight?

Holy shit, the guy Zhang Fan brought, he’s just like Zhang Fan, two peas in a pod!

Dammit, ready to throw down at the slightest disagreement?

Liao Fucheng squinted his eyes, the gleam within them cold and ruthless.

At the same time, Zhou Bangquan and his people approached Ouyang Feng.

Dammit, what kind of people dare to challenge their basketball club?

But just at this moment, Li Liang rushed in, all flustered and exasperated.

Ouyang Feng?

Holy shit, what brought this guy to school?

As a seasoned veteran who had been at Tsinghua for over a decade, how could he forget the infamous Ouyang Feng!

Right now, Ouyang Feng is the heir of the Ouyang Family!

"What’s going on, what’s happening, damn, Zhou Bangquan, what are you dumbasses trying to pull?"

Seeing the crowd moving toward Ouyang Feng, Li Liang started cursing loudly.

Hearing the cursing, Zhou Bangquan and his group turned with icy stares, but in the next moment, their scalps tingled with alarm.

Damn, it’s Li Liang?

At the same time, the surrounding onlookers also caught on.

Holy hell, did Li Liang just curse them as dumbasses?

But in the next instant, everyone’s eyes bulged.

"Ouyang student, next time you come back to Tsinghua, give me a heads-up, and I’ll personally come to meet you!" Li Liang said excitedly, standing beside Ouyang Feng.

However, when these words landed on the ears of the surrounding crowd, it struck them like a bolt from the blue!

Dammit, is he actually from Tsinghua?

What kind of joke is this!