The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 557: The Identity of the Busty Girl?

"Screech!"

Two sports cars roared up.

The sound of brakes was extremely intense.

A red Ferrari and a blue Porsche instantly captured the gazes of countless people on the basketball court.

"Holy shit, a Ferrari, a Porsche!"

A shout of amazement suddenly rose.

From the cars, three handsome young men got out slowly, their presence vibrant, their brows uplifted.

"God, isn’t that guy driving the Porsche the former vice president of the basketball club from Ouyang Feng’s cohort, Chen Hao?"

"Aren’t those two from the Ferrari Zheng Wei and Chu Jiangtao?"

The shouts of amazement rose again.

"It’s been a long time since I’ve been back!" Chen Hao muttered quietly.

"Yo, the girls from these past few cohorts are not bad, huh."

"Yo yo yo, and there are a few top grades too!"

The eyes of Chu Jiangtao and the others started to sparkle as they looked over Yuan Shui’er, Ye Xuan, Hao Xiaomin, and Di Xiele.

"Hey, captain!"

Chen Hao, seeing Ouyang Feng approaching slowly, also greeted him with a joyful smile.

"Cut the crap, hurry up and change into your basketball uniforms!" said Ouyang Feng.

"OK!"

Chen Hao and the others took the basketball uniforms from Gao Qi and ran to the restroom. Within two minutes, they were back.

Watching them, Liao Fucheng’s gaze was dark as water!

There was no chance left. Previously, with just Zhang Fan and Ouyang Feng, they had already been rendered powerless.

Originally, they had hoped to rely on a rotation strategy and score in the next two quarters.

But now, with these guys having three substitutes, and Di Xiele and He Yang stepping down, what chance did they still have?

Watching this scene, Zhou Bangquan whispered to Liao Fucheng, "Brother Cheng, we..."

However, Liao Fucheng was wearing headphones and completely missed out on what he said.

"How do we play?" asked Chen Hao.

At that moment, Zhang Fan also came over: "Tycoon, for the last two quarters, you guys carry the flag and have fun, I’m not going up."

Ouyang Feng rolled his eyes: "You call us here, and you yourself are not playing, what the heck!"

"Ha, you four, plus the flag, makes exactly five," Zhang Fan said with a laugh.

The gazes of Chen Hao and the others immediately landed on Zhang Fan.

Was it this kid that got Ouyang Feng to call them here? Damn it, and with that tone, does he not know who Ouyang Feng is?

"You, always looking to slack off. Fine, we’ll play," Ouyang Feng laughed and then said to Chen Hao and the others, "Just play casually, the score is already 58:2!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Chu Jiangtao and the others exclaimed.

"Holy shit, you guys are getting slaughtered?" Immediately after, Chu Jiangtao’s gaze fell on Zhang Fan.

Fuck, so you guys are losing miserably and don’t dare to go on the court anymore.

"I mean, captain, this is a tall order. How can we possibly score so much in the last two quarters?" Zheng Wei’s gaze also turned grave.

Ouyang Feng started teasing, "What do you mean we’re losing miserably? We’ve got 58 points."

Instantly, Zheng Wei and the others’ eyes widened!

Fuck, 58 points already, what’s the point of playing!

Wait a second, 58 points? Just these few people? Impossible, after all, their opponents are basketball club members!

"That’s why I said just play casually," Ouyang Feng laughed, then turned to He Yang and Di Xiele, "Do you guys want to go on?"

He Yang’s head shook like a tambourine.

After standing on the basketball court for two quarters, his face was already burning hot, damn it, he was completely out of rhythm. If it wasn’t for Zhang Fan, he wouldn’t have gone on.

Now that people had come, he wasn’t going on anymore.

"You guys play, I’m just hanging around, I don’t know how to play at all!" As he spoke, He Yang also quickly made himself scarce.

Di Xiele, her eyes twinkling, glanced at Zhang Fan and then declared, "I’m going up."

"Huh?"

Seeing Di Xiele’s majestic 36E and her perfect figure, Chen Hao and the others suddenly had twinkling eyes.

"Sure thing! Sweetie, I’ll take you flying!" Chu Jiangtao laughed heartily.

Ouyang Feng rolled his eyes and then turned to Gao Qi, "And you?"

"I’ve already played two quarters and secured my credits, so I’m not going up," Gao Qi quickly shook his head too.

In the basketball championship, as long as one participated in a quarter and won first place, they could earn 12 credits. This was one of the reasons Liao Fucheng had such high prestige at school.

In one game, he could bring along at least four benchwarmers!

If the opponents were weaker, even eight wasn’t a dream!

"Bro, thanks!" Chu Jiangtao patted Gao Qi’s shoulder and walked over to Di Xiele, "I’ll pass you the ball more during the game!"

Di Xiele’s beautiful eyes curled into crescents, and she glared at Zhang Fan, her voice softening, "Okay!"

"Pfft!"

Zhang Fan nearly went weak at the knees and collapsed.

Damn it, passing the ball to Di Xiele, isn’t this just making trouble? Can she really help me get first place?

At the same time, Gao Qi’s face also stiffened.

Remembering the mess Di Xiele had made in the previous two quarters, he instantly looked at Zhang Fan, "Dude, you need to do something!"

Zhang Fan patted Gao Qi’s shoulder, "Relax, 56 points, very stable. Here, have some ice cream to calm your nerves!"

Meanwhile, the crowd around them burst into laughter.

Pass the ball to Di Xiele? Geez, this game is going to be interesting!

And Liao Jiajia’s group also sparked with a glimmer of hope.

With that freak Zhang Fan not playing, and their own Di Xiele in the game, they had a good chance!

"Brother Jia, let’s do this! I’m up!" one guy said to Liao Jiajia.

"You’re not up to it, let Su Fei have a go!" Liao Jiajia said, promptly organizing his people.

Soon, the game started again.

Zhang Fan, twisting an ice cream bag, sat cross-legged on the basketball court, his eyes keenly watching Di Xiele.

Now that he had some downtime, he also thought back to when Di Xiele had rushed to the second floor.

How did she know about the Poison Spider?

Remembering Di Xiele’s gaze back then, Zhang Fan, biting into his ice cream, pondered deeply.

And he also thought about what she had said the last time he had gotten a bit too close to Di Xiele. She knew quite clearly about the spider poison? Just let out some blood, and it’ll be fine?

Could that be true?

If that’s the case, what exactly is Di Xiele’s identity?

Di Xiele’s skills were phenomenal, comparable to Ren Zuling’s as he had personally tested.

Especially that Metal Ring on her wrist, which could be used as a Hidden Weapon and turned into Triangular Shuriken, was very peculiar.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan’s eyes brightened.

Needle?

Wasn’t it the Poison Needle that almost capsized his own boat? Could Di Xiele really be connected to the Poison Spider?

Thinking this, Zhang Fan immediately called Wei Guo.

"Senior, what’s up? I’m just behind in the spectators’ seats," Wei Guo said, sounding surprised.

Zhang Fan paused, then replied, "Nothing, wrong button."

Saying this, Zhang Fan hung up the phone. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

He had intended to have Wei Guo check Di Xiele’s identity, however, Di Xiele was after all Ye Xuan’s good friend. Ye Xuan was not just anyone anyone could be friends with.

What’s that saying again, between friends, trust is a must.

"Forget it, she’ll tell me if she wants to later," Zhang Fan muttered, but his eyes still twinkled with curiosity as he watched Di Xiele.

Does big-chest sister really have a connection with the Poison Spider?