The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 615 Prelude (Third Update)

It was just over twenty seconds when Weiker’s bodyguards were all lying on the ground.

And one looked worse than the other.

Yuan Xiang stood in place, his face filled with shock!

The fighting strength of Weiker’s bodyguards, he knew it all too well! It could be said that the combat quality of these people could be compared to that of Special Soldiers!

Eight men, twenty seconds!

They didn’t have the slightest chance to fight back.

The most important thing was that Zhang Fan really did it using just one hand!

At this moment, Yuan Xiang really had a "MMP" he wanted to say.

Are today’s college students so strong they can kill Special Soldiers in seconds?

Damn, is it really that heaven-defying?

Meanwhile, the three bodyguards by Yuan Xiang’s side went pale.

The twenty-second fight made their scalps explode, and giant waves surged in their hearts.

In such a short time, to take down eight men! These were opponents with a strength comparable to theirs!

And yet, it was done with just one hand. What on earth was this kid’s identity?

"Heh, where’s all the energy you had when kicking down the door? Bring it on!" Zhang Fan dusted off his hands, his cold laugh following. Then, his gaze turned toward Weiker.

Instantly, Weiker’s scalp tingled. In that moment, he felt like he was being watched by a ferocious beast, as if his life was in danger at any moment.

"What do you want to do, I am a Consulate person!" Weiker and his two companions kept backing away, sweat beading densely on their foreheads.

They had no combat power at all.

With the strength that took out all their bodyguards in just twenty seconds, fighting them would be like fighting toddlers, wouldn’t it?

Suddenly, Weiker’s foot found empty air, and he fell backwards dramatically, tumbling down the stairwell.

"Ah!"

A scream, a wail, suddenly erupted.

Watching Weiker tumble down like a ball, the crowd beneath broke out in a cold sweat.

Grass, Zhang Fan was really that fierce?

"Don’t come over, stay back!" The other two, watching Zhang Fan slowly approaching, hurriedly ran downstairs.

However, the staircase entrance was already jam-packed.

Zhang Fan let out a cold laugh: "How brave!" Then, he turned around and set his eyes on Yuan Xiang. "What’s it going to be? Paying money or fighting?"

In an instant, Yuan Xiang’s back broke out in cold sweat.

"Paying, absolutely paying. Let’s talk nicely, young man. We’re all civilized people!" Yuan Xiang blurted out quickly.

"Heh, civilized people? Weren’t you just trying to use your identity to pressure me? Yo, yo, yo, Consulate people, so you can ignore reason?" A mocking smile played at the corner of Zhang Fan’s mouth.

Upon hearing Zhang Fan’s words, Yuan Xiang’s mouth twitched.

Dammit, talking about reason after beating someone up, and then acting so arrogant, this was the first time he’d seen such a thing! Anyone else would be giving a dirty look, right?

And besides, you freaking kicked the door down at the drop of a hat, nearly killing Weiker and the other two!

Anyone else in their place would probably have called the police by now.

Looking at Weiker, who had a huge bump on his forehead, Yuan Xiang couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

Even if he didn’t cause trouble for Zhang Fan this time, Weiker definitely wouldn’t let it go!

What to do?

"You all just wait a moment!"

Zhang Fan ignored Yuan Xiang, turned around, and went back to the living room to get his phone from the sofa.

"Come on, transfer the money!"

Hearing Zhang Fan’s words, the expression of the people at the stairwell entrance suddenly stiffened.

Then, all eyes turned to Zhang Fan.

Damn, was this guy actually serious?

You’ve got to be kidding, that’s a bigwig from the Consulate, and you still dare to ask for a transfer?

Do you believe they could turn around and sue you for extortion in a minute?

Thirty thousand per person, especially for those foreigners, three thousand pounds each, that’s over two hundred thousand! All together, eleven people, that’s more than two million! Fuck, this is simply robbery!

Yuan Xiang swallowed hard; he had thought that Zhang Fan was merely bluffing, but now, this guy actually dared to ask them for money!

And even took out his phone for them to transfer the cash?

"What, you don’t want to pay up? Fine by me, we can come to blows!" Zhang Fan said as he suddenly put away his phone and raised his hand.

Yuan Xiang, watching this scene, was scared pissless.

"Wait, wait, wait! I’ll pay, I’ll pay!"

Immediately, Yuan Xiang also took out his phone and directly transferred one hundred and twenty thousand to Zhang Fan!

At this moment, he felt somewhat annoyed. What’s the point of bringing three bodyguards for nothing?

Wouldn’t one be enough?

Di Xiele, watching this scene, had his eyes bulging out.

Good Lord, Zhang Fan makes money way too easily!

However, after receiving the money, Zhang Fan walked straight towards Weiker and his two companions. "So, what’s it gonna be, pay up or throw down?"

Weiker took a deep breath of cold air, his eyes flooded with terror as he gazed at Zhang Fan.

But then, a cold glint flickered in his eyes.

Dare to extort him?

Humph, good, he wanted to see if this kid would live long enough to spend that money.

Straight away, Weiker too reached for his phone and transferred money to Zhang Fan without any fuss.

"We can go now, right?" Weiker’s lips curled into a bright smile.

With such a large sum, he believed this would definitely land the kid in jail for decades!

"Sure, don’t let the door hit you on the way out!" Zhang Fan said, smiling contentedly.

Turning around, he didn’t even glance at Weiker again.

"What are you standing there for? Go deal with the crayfish; we’re cooking spicy crayfish." Zhang Fan came over to Di Xiele and gave him a noogie.

Di Xiele’s eyes widened, "Are you trying to get us killed?"

Afterward, Di Xiele’s eyes shimmered, "I don’t care, I want half of the door money!"

"Keep dreaming!"

Zhang Fan didn’t pay any attention to Di Xiele and went straight into the kitchen.

"I don’t care, the door money is between me and Ye Zi, and it has nothing to do with you. Give me my money back!" Di Xiele also followed into the kitchen.

However, the crowd outside was completely dumbfounded upon hearing this.

Oh my god, aren’t their hearts too big?

Thinking about cooking spicy crayfish at a time like this?

Shit, shit, shit!

These are bigwigs from the Consulate!

And just then, Weiker’s eyes revealed an extremely venomous look.

"Yuan Xiang, haha, look, this is what your Huaxia people are like." Weiker said as he took out his phone, "This is Weiker, I’ve been extorted for a huge amount, requesting the Consulate to send someone to Tsinghua."

Listening to Weiker’s voice, the crowd around widened their eyes.

Fuck, this is going to blow up!

Calling people from the Consulate?

Zhang Fan is definitely screwed this time!

Dammit, just imagine, people from the Consulate got beaten up and extorted, this is going to cause a huge sensation!

At the same time, a cold smile appeared on Yuan Xiang’s lips.

Fuck my life, just coming over here cost me a hundred and twenty thousand?

He wanted to see how that kid was going to die this time!