The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 582 Wipe the Drool Clean (Fourth Update)

Hearing Zhang Fan’s voice, the eyes of everyone in the control room filled with disbelief.

Zhang Fan, that guy, was facing Qian Fu head on in a fierce fight and managed to beat Qian Fu to such extent.

You know, Qian Fu is an A-level master of Poison Spider!

MMP, is this what an A-level master is supposed to be?

He’s just like a weak chicken, getting beaten without even a chance to fight back!

Even, at this moment, they felt an illusion that they themselves could beat these scums of Poison Spider.

However, thinking about the people Qian Fu had assassinated before sent shivers down their spines!

Could it be that the system malfunctioned?

Is this the notoriously infamous Qian Fu, whose mere name used to instill fear?

It hardly seems possible!

Looking at Zhang Fan’s face with a mocking expression, a group of people in the command center took a deep breath.

"Wei Guo, where on earth did you find this gem!"

"Exactly, Wei Guo, that’s Qian Fu, an A-level member of Poison Spider, now beaten like a dead dog, this makes no sense at all!"

"Wei Guo, give me Zhang Fan’s contact information, phone number, QQ number, everything!"

Wei Guo’s face was filled with an extremely proud expression.

"With your clearance, you are not yet privileged to know, just remember that he is one of our Huaxia people!"

Hearing Wei Guo’s voice, the group rolled their eyes, come on, why don’t you say he’s just a human from Earth? Why don’t you say he belongs to the Milky Way?

Does that even make sense?

This is just making fun of us!

However, the group’s eyes were glued to the screen, seeing the trace of mockery on Zhang Fan’s face, they too felt a thrill of satisfaction!

What about Poison Spider, what about an A-level master, now he’s been dealt with by our man!

He didn’t even have to make a move, what a trash!

"Impossible, impossible!" Qian Fu screamed in horror.

In his eyes, a flash of profound fear appeared, and looking at Zhang Fan’s face, the terror grew even more intense.

How could this kid be so strong?

You know, he had been training since he was 15, almost twenty years now, has this kid been training from birth?

This terrifying strength completely outclasses him by several streets.

The bones in his body felt like they were about to snap, making Qian Fu break out in cold sweat.

Painful, extremely painful!

It felt as though millions of termites were devouring his bones.

He took a deep breath and reached towards his waist with his left hand, but in the next moment, his expression dramatically changed.

Where is the gun? How did it disappear?

Subsequently, Qian Fu’s gaze fell to the ground.

Yet, it was still not there!

Zhang Fan looked at Qian Fu with a mocking face, shaking his hand, "Are you looking for this?"

The gun was spinning on Zhang Fan’s index finger, shocking both Qian Fu and everyone at the command center.

How did that thing get in Zhang Fan’s hand?

This makes no sense at all...

"Rewind!"

Wei Guo was also excited.

At this moment, he no longer had to worry about Zhang Fan’s safety.

In the fight, Zhang Fan had unquestionably crushed Qian Fu, and now, the only thing that could have threatened Zhang Fan was also in his hands.

A complete victory!

"Wang Gou Dan, quick, quick, quick!" A girl hurriedly turned back and shouted to Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan quickly snapped back to reality, turning around and rapidly typing on the keyboard.

Soon, Zhang Fan’s ghost-like movements appeared before the eyes of Wei Guo and his group.

"Oh my god, under such a fast assault, Zhang Fan still managed to take Qian Fu’s gun?"

"And he got it before the collision, damn, this guy’s hand speed is so fast!"

"A monster, right?"

While a group of people at the headquarters were shocked, Qian Fu’s face turned deathly pale.

His pupils contracted to the size of needle tips, and the terror in his eyes could not be concealed.

When had his gun been snatched by this young man in front of him?

How could it be possible?

He was an A-grade expert, and someone had taken his gun?

This was simply a huge disgrace!

No, no, no, now, how should he escape?

Qian Fu’s complexion was as pale as paper.

He had completed no less than fifty missions, but he had never felt such despair before.

What frightened him even more was that this guy in front of him was not even twenty yet!

Strength, speed, everything was superior to his, and now his gun had been taken; how could he survive?

Just at that moment, Qian Fu’s mind raced.

However, Zhang Xiao’s face, which was very close, made his heart sink deeper and deeper.

The chances of escaping were very slim! Very slim!

But, it wasn’t hopeless; at such a close distance, the Poison Needle should work, right?

Instantly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the muscles on his face spasmed.

Every member of Poison Spider had a syringe hidden in their mouth.

This was every Poison Spider member’s last resort for survival.

Like in his current situation, it was very useful.

The syringe was about as thick as a cigarette but only half as long, hidden in the mouth, and controlled by muscle contractions to fire the Poison Needle.

But its effective range was only ten meters.

However, the poison on the Poison Needle was extremely deadly.

Qian Fu’s eyes flickered with a hopeful expression. He dared not make any large movements, fearing that Zhang Fan would notice.

At the same time, a sinister light flickered in his eyes.

At such a close distance, he was 100 percent confident he could hit Zhang Fan.

However, in the next moment, Zhang Fan raised his hand and shoved the black gun barrel directly into Qian Fu’s mouth.

"Want to show off your oral skills? Come on, I’d like to see if your Poison Needle is faster or my bullet!"

Zhang Fan’s mocking voice exploded in Qian Fu’s mind like a bolt from the blue.

God, how did he know he had a Poison Needle hidden in his mouth?

Impossible, how could this kid know about Poison Spider’s secret weapon?

At that moment, Qian Fu’s inner fear deepened; who exactly was this guy?

"Will you spit it out yourself, or should I dislocate your jaw to get it out?" Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes into slits, and his cold smirk sent chills to the bottom of Qian Fu’s heart.

For Zhang Fan, he was particularly interested in this thing that had almost caused him to capsize in the gutter.

Damn, hiding such a deadly thing in his mouth, wasn’t he afraid of killing himself?

"Hurry up, I’ll count to three!" Zhang Fan mockingly said.

"Two!"

"Mmmph!"

Qian Fu shook his head vigorously, indicating his willingness to cooperate.

Zhang Fan’s count of "two" made all his pores burst open.

Is that how you count?

"Be good! Spit it out!" Zhang Fan chuckled lowly, his gaze firmly fixed on Qian Fu’s face.

If Qian Fu made the slightest move, he wouldn’t mind using Bone Separation Hand to dislocate his jaw.

Soon, a pitch-black syringe protruded from Qian Fu’s mouth.

It was the size of a cigarette butt, with a very appealing metallic sheen!

"Wipe off the saliva!" Zhang Fan sneered, his eyes glaring intensely at the syringe.

This was the thing that had almost done him in!