The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 552: Are You Getting Up or Not?

Zhang Fan and Mu Lingfeng were less than half a meter apart.

With Mu Lingfeng’s exaggerated acting, he really thought that Mu Lingfeng’s next line would be a curse!

He never imagined that when Mu Lingfeng opened his mouth, he could actually spit out a poison needle. Hiding a poison needle in his mouth, wasn’t he afraid of poisoning himself?

At this moment, Zhang Fan had no time to think further, as the numb feeling throughout his body made him dizzy.

Just then, a mechanical voice resounded in Zhang Fan’s mind.

"Host is in a poisoned state, would you like to spend 28,000 Spiritual Value for healing?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Fan was no doctor, all his medical skills depended on the system’s treatments.

Spiritual Value could be earned again, but if one lost their life, everything would be gone.

"Initiating healing, countdown starting from three seconds!"

"Three, two, one!"

"Host has returned to normal!"

In that instant, the numb sensation throughout his body dissipated into nothingness.

"Hahaha, kid, this is our Poison Spider’s gamble, after twenty seconds, you will fall unconscious, and then your nerves will gradually wither, and within half an hour, it will claim your life. This poison needle is worth two hundred thousand. Dying to it, you should be content."

Mu Lingfeng’s laughter was utterly manic, even reaching the outside!

"Poison Spider, what Poison Spider!"

"Poison Needle? Two hundred thousand? What the hell is all this!"

People outside could barely make out a few key words, frustrated because they’d been driven away to thirty meters by a group of instructors.

With all the noise around, being able to hear this much was already quite impressive.

However, when Di Xiele heard this voice, the light in her eyes became somewhat crazed.

"Poison Spider! Poison Spider!"

Di Xiele’s voice was also extremely somber, her tone revealing a trace of bitter resentment.

The next moment, she dashed out, running at an incredibly fast speed.

"Who’s that, stop!"

The instructors shouted, but Di Xiele’s figure flashed by, astonishing the group of instructors.

Such fast speed!

On the second floor, Ren Zuling’s gaze also turned to one of horror.

Twenty seconds of unconsciousness? Half an hour until death, what the hell kind of poison was this!

Ren Zuling panicked, Zhang Fan’s status in the military was definitely at the level of a Special Soldier, if something happened to Zhang Fan, it would truly be a loss for all of Huaxia.

Moreover, Zhang Fan was still so young.

"Heh, is that so!"

Zhang Fan’s voice, filled with ghostly echoes, his gaze flickering with an extremely sharp light.

The next moment, Zhang Fan’s hand suddenly twisted, applying the Bone Separation Hand, and immediately, a very crisp sound rang out.

"Crack!"

Mu Lingfeng’s entire wrist deformed, and a Heavenly Shock scream came from his mouth.

"Not bad at oral skills," Zhang Fan sneered, the next moment he extended his left hand, his five fingers like claws, grabbing directly onto Mu Lingfeng’s shoulder.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Two snaps from Mu Lingfeng’s shoulders echoed crisply, and instantly, both his arms drooped powerlessly.

And Zhang Fan didn’t stop there, he lifted his right leg, delivering two consecutive kicks.

The sound of bone breaking resounded once again.

Mu Lingfeng’s knees were directly shattered by Zhang Fan’s kicks.

Zhang Fan really couldn’t afford to hold back anymore.

28,000 Spiritual Value was all he had left, and if he got poisoned again, he would be completely out of options to use the system for detoxification.

Dammit, had he known, he wouldn’t have spent so much Spiritual Value on the school’s freshman orientation party.

Being able to sing can’t save lives!

As he did all this, Zhang Fan pulled the dagger from Mu Lingfeng’s hand, and then grabbed Mu Lingfeng’s shoulder, throwing him behind. Instantly, Mu Lingfeng’s body flew straight out the window.

At the same time, over ten thousand pairs of eyes outside became fixed in place at that moment.

Holy shit, a person flew out?

What’s going on?

And what was that horrible scream just now?

"Damn it, I forgot to hold back my strength."

Zhang Fan exclaimed, then turned his head and went to the window, looking at Mu Lingfeng who had landed on the lawn, before he heaved a sigh of relief.

"Son of a gun, thank goodness it’s the second floor," Zhang Fan said indifferently.

Seeing Zhang Fan’s figure, countless people were shocked again.

Could it be Zhang Fan who did this?

Holy shit, what did this guy do to that person?

And Ren Zuling, standing in the classroom, his pupils couldn’t have been larger.

He had clearly seen the poison needle pierce Zhang Fan’s neck.

But why the hell was Zhang Fan fine?

He had heard of the Poison Spider’s spider poison before.

In the past, he had carried out a mission where he came into contact with the Poison Spider’s spider poison, a substance that was said to be terrifying.

Could it be that Zhang Fan had the legendary constitution that was immune to all poisons?

Gaping at the bloodline on Zhang Fan’s neck, Ren Zuling was gobsmacked.

Zhang Fan turned back, saw Ren Zuling’s staring gaze, and immediately took two steps back: "What are you looking at me for? You’re not gay, are you? Let me make it clear, I’m not into that!"

The corner of Ren Zuling’s mouth twitched.

Into that, my ass, I’m a man with a fiancée!

However, at the same time, Ren Zuling was astonished again, wait, could Zhang Fan really crush a person’s shoulder with one hand?

And that person was from the Poison Spider?

Damn, a monster!

Ren Zuling took a big step back suddenly.

Motherf*cker, this guy Zhang Fan is simply inhuman!

However, at this moment, a beautiful figure rushed in, with the sound of heavy breathing, which made Ren Zuling’s pupils contract!

Isn’t this the girl who fought in the match with Zhang Fan?

Why is she here?

"Where is the person from Poison Spider?" Di Xiele’s eyes were filled with a wild light.

As she saw the green, oozing poison needle nailed to the wall, her body tensed up.

At the same time, she noticed the bloodline on Zhang Fan’s neck.

"Zhang Fan, are you poisoned?" Di Xiele cried out in alarm.

Poisoned?

Zhang Fan turned his head, looked at Di Xiele, his gaze intensified, and suddenly he slumped, leaning against the desk beside him.

"Yes, I’m poisoned, I have no strength left!" Zhang Fan said with an extremely weak voice.

Suddenly, Di Xiele rushed over, wrapping her arms around Zhang Fan, and he conveniently leaned on Di Xiele.

Meanwhile, Ren Zuling was completely dumbfounded.

Holy shit, poisoned?

Wait a minute, if you’re poisoned, why are you rubbing your head against her?

F*ck me, is he pretending?

Thinking about the moment Zhang Fan threw Mu Lingfeng out, Ren Zuling’s face was covered in black lines.

Damn it, how can this guy be so shameless!

Di Xiele, in a flurry of panic, tried to lay Zhang Fan on the ground, but then she discovered Zhang Fan’s hands were tightly wrapped around her waist.

The next moment, Di Xiele’s eyes emitted an incredibly dangerous glint.

"Are you going to get up or not!"