The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 766: Forgot the Pain Once the Scar Healed (Second Update)

Chapter 766: Chapter 766: Forgot the Pain Once the Scar Healed (Second Update)

Wang Hu’s voice was icy cold beyond compare!

He had never imagined that with Tang Shishi’s strength, someone would beat him down like a dog!

Immediately, he stood up and gestured towards a group of people in the distance.

He knew, even if it were him fighting this person one-on-one, it would be very dangerous.

If ranked by profession,

he and Tang Shishi were fighters, while the person in front of them was an assassin.

Even if he were stronger than Tang Shishi, being defeated in front of all these people would mean he could no longer mix in the Capital City!

Once his reputation was weakened, trying to rebuild it would be a hundred times harder!

Therefore, he gave up the idea of a duel and chose a group fight!

Watching Wang Hu’s movements, the crowd around them closed in.

With fifty or sixty people, combined with their strong physiques and their smart suits, Wang Hu’s side presented an unprecedentedly powerful aura!

A group of diners immediately retreated, fearing being caught up in the midst of the conflict.

At the same time, their eyes revealed a hint of terror!

These people with Wang Hu were fighters from the underground boxing rings, those kids were sure to die!

Xie Dalin’s lips curled with a mocking smile; this scene was exactly as he had imagined it!

"Tiger, take them down for me, and I’ll give you an extra five hundred thousand! Plus, I’ll cover all medical expenses, you won’t have to spend a penny!" Xie Dalin exclaimed excitedly.

Wang Hu nodded, his gaze fixed on Zhang Dongyang as he said coldly, "Break his legs!"

Wang Hu’s men behind him sneered repeatedly and then responded in a low voice, "Brother Hu, leave it to us!"

The group from the Face-Smacking Squad, coming back to their senses, glared in fury.

"Damn it, are you saying our Face-Smacking Squad is nobody? Brothers, charge!"

A man roared, and immediately, more than two hundred people upstairs surged downstairs, just like a tide.

"Stomp, stomp, stomp!"

The sound of more than two hundred people moving in unison was like the thundering of a thousand horses, making the whole hot pot restaurant seem to tremble.

The group of waiters looked terrified.

This is heading for a disaster; please, don’t start fighting in here!

At the same time, the diners, like startled birds, ran straight towards the street!

Looking at the more than two hundred people who flooded into the street, their spines chilled.

Damn, they’re really going to fight, aren’t they?

"Boss Fan, we’ve come to help you!"

"Dare to touch Boss Fan, face death without mercy!"

"Kill those suited dogs."

Hearing these voices, Wang Hu’s gaze turned even colder.

"A bunch of ignorants, daring to oppose us, you’re seeking death! Charge!"

Wang Hui violently waved his hand, and suddenly, the group behind him was ready for action, rubbing their hands in anticipation.

The atmosphere became tense in an instant.

"Heh heh!"

Zhang Fan laughed coldly as he walked out from the shadows.

A lone and chilling figure, he slowly appeared in front of Zhang Dongyang.

Zhang Fan turned his head, his chiselled face under the light was especially glaring!

"Dad, go take a rest. After eating so much, it’s time for me to stretch a bit," Zhang Fan said, then raised his hand and shouted to the Face-Smacking Squad, "Brothers and sisters, I appreciate the thought, but against this bunch of no-gooders, how can I let you intervene. Get the sunflower seeds, stools, and soft drinks ready, and enjoy the show from the front row!"

Zhang Fan’s voice was resounding, like a divine weapon unsheathed, stirring up the dark and quiet sky.

"Huh?"

"Boss Fan, isn’t it a bit cocky of you to say that?"

"There’s over fifty people there, can you handle it?"

"Boss Fan, think it through, in case you end up beaten like a dog later, don’t start crying for help!"

"Boss Fan, I’ve also eaten too much, I want to move around a bit too!"

Laughter erupted immediately!

This scene, caught on the live stream, had a bunch of people crouching next to their computers rolling their eyes.

Then, the barrage of comments exploded.

"Zhang Fan, don’t try to act all cool now!"

"Hahaha, Zhang Fan is mighty, Zhang Fan is domineering, waiting to see Zhang Fan thrash the noobs!"

"Heh, when Zhang Fan steps up, he’s worth two *1000! A bunch of trash daring to challenge Zhang Fan!"

However, a group of newly arrived viewers were stunned.

"Holy shit, what movie is this, the scene is so incredibly intense, damn, is the lighting guy eating shit? It’s so dark, can’t see a damn thing!"

"That uncle’s fighting scene just now was so darn realistic! Holy shit, it felt like real punch-for-punch action!"

"I just love those thump thump thump hitting sounds, feels so satisfying, right?!"

"It’s just that kid, he’s acting a bit too cocky, goddammit, lighting crew, I want to see that poser kid!"

"Fight, damn it, fight!"

Over at Wang Hu’s side, they were all practically grinding their teeth to dust.

Battle trash?

Fuck, this was the first time anyone had ever called them that.

It was as if they were saying: I’m not targeting you, I’m saying everyone sitting here is trash!

Malaysia Ringgit, can this be tolerated?

"Bro Hu, my Qilin Arm is about to act up."

"Bro Hu, my rage meter is full! Move aside, I’m about to unleash my R!"

"Bro Hu, just one word, are we doing this or not?"

And Xie Dalin was almost splitting his sides with laughter at this scene.

"Bro Hu, break that kid’s limbs, I’ll throw in an extra two hundred grand!"

"Shut up!"

The face-slapping squad and Wang Hu’s group yelled out simultaneously.

Nearly three hundred pairs of furious eyes sent chills of cold sweat down Xie Dalin’s back.

"Zhang Fan, are you sure you don’t need our help?" a man chuckled.

Zhang Fan raised his hand and flipped the man the middle finger: "Battle trash, don’t drag me down!"

"Pfft!"

"Zhang Fan is soaring to heaven, brothers and sisters, spam 666 in the chat!"

The crowd in the live stream was nearly spraying their drinks from laughter!

And the laughter continued at the scene as well.

"Zhang Fan, that’s too much, you actually said I’m dragging you down, let’s talk this out, okay? Dragging down your third leg, alright?" the man said with a wicked smile on his lips.

"Wow, you’re so dirty!"

A bunch of girls raised their hands and flipped the man the middle finger.

Looking at this scene, a group of diners and waiters in the distance were stunned into silence.

Hey hey hey, guys, you’re here to fight, not to crack jokes, are you going to fight or not?

Ouyang Feng, Dong Yu, and Hua Ji grimaced.

They just couldn’t figure it out, what the fuck, is this a comedy routine?

"Can you fight, or can’t you? Get some damn awareness, don’t let this get out of hand!" Dong Yu started to bluster.

Zhang Fan raised his hand and flipped Dong Yu the middle finger: "Battle trash, shut up, don’t I know whether I have any ’awareness’ or not!"

Then, Zhang Fan turned around and began slowly walking towards Wang Hu step by step!

Watching Zhang Fan approach to within less than two meters of Wang Hu, countless eyes bulged out.

Is the fight going to start?

Is that kid going to get beaten to a pulp?

But in the next moment, everyone’s eyes bulged even wider.

"Is it you?" Wang Hu exclaimed in shock, and simultaneously, he stepped back three paces!

"Ha, only recognizing me now? Bro Hu, I did ask you just now. Heh, so the scab was forgotten soon as it healed, huh?" The smile on Zhang Fan’s face, to Wang Hu, seemed like a devil’s!