The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 549: Poison Spider (First Update)

Danger!

This aura, Zhang Fan had only experienced it during assassination training with Hidden Dragon and Black Shark. Genuine killing intent made his whole body tense up.

Was someone trying to kill him?

Damn it, who did he offend? Why would someone want his life without any reason?

However, at the same time, a man lying by the window of the teaching building had his eyes sparkle.

The moment he received the hit, he couldn’t wait to rush over. A reward of five million was a considerable sum for him.

Plus, the target was a college kid, which, to him, felt like easy money.

He wanted to wait for a perfect opportunity, but he didn’t expect Tsinghua to have some competition today. This was like a gift from heaven.

But he could never have imagined that his long-prepared assassination attempt would fail.

For a member of the Poison Spider, this was an utter humiliation.

Without delay, he took out another Flying Needle from the small iron box beside him, put it into the blowpipe in his hand, and aimed at Zhang Fan once again.

At the same time, outside, the screams had already exploded.

"Damn, that fierce? The basketball exploded? Shit, Yuan Hai Xu must have gotten a concussion, right?"

"Does this count as a foul?"

"Foul my ass, that’s a block, dumbass, who the hell knew the ball would hit Yuan Hai Xu on the head," someone scoffed.

"Yeah, right, from start to end, Zhang Fan’s body never touched Yuan Hai Xu, hahaha, this is way more thrilling than a collision."

"Hehe, how strong must Zhang Fan be, his body was thrown backward, this is, simply incredible!"

Li Liang, watching this scene, grew even darker in the face.

Damn it, wasn’t the agreement not to fight?

Shit, he knew he shouldn’t have trusted Zhang Fan.

Immediately, Li Liang pulled out his phone and called the medical room.

"To the court, we need people fast," Li Liang’s anxious voice suddenly rang out.

The reporter standing next to Li Liang turned his head and stared blankly at him: "Director Li truly lives up to being the head of Tsinghua’s admissions office, caring so much for the students."

Li Liang clenched his teeth tightly; he really wanted to curse out loud.

Care my ass, didn’t you see the ball exploded? Yuan Hai Xu is just lying there not moving, big brother.

At this moment, however, a group of girls stood up, their eyes revealing immense worry.

Zhang Fan was sent flying backward, landing towards the ground. If he landed hard, he probably wouldn’t fare any better than Yuan Hai Xu.

But as Zhang Fan fell to the ground, he pressed his palm against it and pushed hard. Suddenly, his body bounced right back up.

Countless girls watching this scene screamed once again.

"Oh my God, what a cool move."

"Fuck, that’s just insanely cool!"

However, the moment Zhang Fan stood up, his eyes turned sharp.

"Perspective!"

Without any hesitation, Zhang Fan immediately activated his Perspective Skill, lifted his head sharply, and his gaze pierced towards the teaching building in front of him like a knife.

From the way the basketball burst, Zhang Fan could be sure that it wasn’t the result of a bullet. It was somewhat similar to the Flying Needles used by Di Xiele.

But the penetration power of this Flying Needle was much stronger than Di Xiele’s toy.

Yet, because the mass of the Flying Needle was so light, whoever wanted to kill him wouldn’t be too far away.

And aiming at the position of his heart.

Mixed in the crowd?

Not likely!

The device needed to give the Flying Needle such terrifying power wouldn’t be small.

And this is Tsinghua, where there was no shortage of science and engineering folks. To bring out such a gadget, it would be exposed in an instant.

Therefore, Zhang Fan could confidently deduce that the opponent was hiding in one of the surrounding teaching buildings.

And the location was also very obvious.

With the basketball exploding and the target being his own heart, drawing a straight line, the assassin had to be either behind or in front of him.

However, in the next instant, Zhang Fan ruled out one position.

Because, the moment he jumped, he was facing the red hoop, and with the position of his heart, it was completely obscured by the hoop; even if the attacker was in the sky, they couldn’t possibly hit his heart.

Therefore, the only possibility was that he had made his way to one of the educational buildings behind the blue side of the field.

Meanwhile, Zhang Fan’s brain was whirring at top speed; in just one second, he cast his gaze to the sixth floor.

The walls, within Zhang Fan’s view, became transparent.

The next moment, Zhang Fan saw a middle-aged man pointing something like a sniper rifle at him, and he could clearly see the man’s sinister smile on his face.

"Reconnaissance!"

"Do you want to expend one thousand Spiritual Value per second to activate the Reconnaissance Skill..."

"Yes!"

Instantly, a string of numbers emerged in Zhang Fan’s mind.

"Mu Lingfeng, male, thirty-eight years old, a member of the Poison Spider Assassin Guild.

Strength: 68

Intelligence: 11

Constitution: 25

Spirit: 38

Agility: 19"

Observing these Attributes, a chillingly ruthless smirk appeared at the corner of Zhang Fan’s mouth.

These stats were mere rubbish compared to his own, but to an ordinary person, they were certainly an object of envy.

Truth be told, Zhang Fan hadn’t used the Reconnaissance Skill in a long time.

In the army, there was simply no need for it.

Now, the only use for the Reconnaissance Skill was to determine the opponent’s identity.

As for Attributes, Zhang Fan couldn’t be bothered to even look at them!

Heh, Assassin Guild!

Zhang Fan’s eyes flared with intense light once again.

Fuck, who did I offend?

Wait, it seems like I’ve stirred up a lot of trouble.

Bai Family, Hao Chenggong, they were all suspects!

However, it was at this moment that Mu Lingfeng pulled the trigger.

Noticing this action, Zhang Fan darted immediately behind him.

Seeing Zhang Fan darting away, Mu Lingfeng’s eyes became blank with shock.

How could this be!

He had thought the first attack was an accident, but now his scalp was exploding with realization.

Shit, this guy, does he know someone’s out to kill him?

Mu Lingfeng quickly looked over at Zhang Fan.

At that moment, Zhang Fan raised his hand and gave Mu Lingfeng the middle finger.

Seeing Zhang Fan staring right back at him, Mu Lingfeng felt as if he’d seen a ghost.

Fuck, this guy even spotted me?

Shit, how could that be possible!

The guy’s just a student!

Dear heavens, what the hell is going on here.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Lingfeng stood up from beside the window, packed up his tools, and quickly fled.

But recalling Zhang Fan’s mockingly provocative gesture, he paused.

"I refuse to believe I can’t take you down!"

With that, Mu Lingfeng swiftly moved and ran toward the adjacent classroom.

And Zhang Fan, peering through the walls, traced Mu Lingfeng’s movements with his frosty gaze.

"Ouyang Tycoon, hold out for two minutes, I’ve got something to deal with," Zhang Fan said with a cold laugh, then immediately walked towards the playground.

At the scene, chaos erupted once more.

"Holy shit, is Zhang Fan running off now? What’s going on?"