The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 807: Being Ugly Isn’t Your Fault (Fourth Update)

Chapter 807: Chapter 807: Being Ugly Isn’t Your Fault (Fourth Update)

There was no splatter of blood five steps away, nor was there a case of "both the jade and the stone burned together."

What there was, was a big blood blister on Hao Yuan’s head!

Looking at Hao Yuan who had fainted and fallen down, Wei Guo’s mouth twitched.

This damn thing was only the first day of special training, yet, two had already been knocked down by Zhang Fan, directly or indirectly!

If half a year’s time...

Could this group of people still walk out alive?

At this very moment, Wei Guo had serious doubts!

"Carry him away, carry him away!" Wei Guo shouted toward a few people not far away.

Instantly, Hao Yuan was lifted by two people, by his hands and feet, and ran toward the medical room!

"Thinking you can skip this by playing dead? I’ll come back tonight! Hmph!" Zhang Fan’s cold snort followed, then he clapped his hands and walked towards the canteen.

"Uncle Wei, is the meat ready?" Zhang Fan draped an arm around Wei Guo’s shoulder, grinning from ear to ear.

Seeing Zhang Fan’s action, Liang Qi was once again shocked.

Damn it, Zhang Fan, this guy, was fraternizing with their logistics like this?

If offended? There’d be no bloody way to mix in here!

If one’s logistics were cut off...

Thinking this, Liang Qi started to mourn for Yang Wentai and Hao Yuan, their days ahead were going to be miserable!

As Zhang Fan approached, Liang Qi immediately shouted loudly, "Instructor, hello!"

Suddenly, seven voices promptly rose together.

"Instructor, hello!"

F*ck, with Zhang Fan’s speed, this Strength, if he really hit them, wouldn’t it be just like playing around?

Go to hell with not being fast enough!

Carrying a 100Kg load, even a dog couldn’t catch up!

How could they continue to play?

If he got pissed off, one punch would fly over, and Yang Wentai’s fate would be sealed.

In the army, what’s the most important?

Strength is respected!

The powerful reign supreme!

With the display of strength Zhang Fan had shown, they were completely subdued.

At this moment, their gaze toward Zhang Fan was filled with a hint of awe!

Suddenly, they thought about this round of special training.

Having such a character teach them, this special training was a huge win!

As for Zhang Fan, he completely ignored these people.

He walked into the canteen, arrived at a big table full of dishes, and devoured everything like a whirlwind!

Five minutes!

Ten minutes!

Twenty minutes!

When Zhang Fan patted his stomach and burped, Liang Qi and the others’ eyes widened in shock once again.

This damn, this appetite!

It was terrifying to such an extent!

Without saying anything else, just with this alone, anyone who came would be scared to pee!

"Uncle Wei, I’ll be back tonight, and I’ve decided, three meals a day, I’ll eat here from now on."

As Zhang Fan’s voice rose, the chefs in the canteen nearly smashed their heads onto the table.

Damn it, three meals a day?

Shit, you want to work us to death!

"I’ll be off now," Zhang Fan said with a smile, then he turned to Li Yu and said, "Tonight, I will check the assignments, oh, anyone without a 5,000-word reflection, hehe..."

Listening to Zhang Fan’s laughter, Liang Qi and the others felt their scalps tingling!

"Instructor, rest assured, we’ll surely complete the task!" Liang Qi shouted loudly.

Zhang Fan smiled and walked out of the canteen, jogging all the way, jumped onto the ugly bike, revved the engine, and sped away!

Just as Zhang Fan left, the chefs in the canteen immediately went to Wei Guo and said, "Boss Wei, I want to go back to July Bamboo to cook, I really fear being worked to death here!"

Wei Guo’s face suddenly darkened, "Cough cough, I’ll go call for more people now, you guys stay strong."

With that, Wei Guo also beat a hasty retreat.

F*ck, where to find reliable chefs at this time?

Are you joking with me?

Thinking about Zhang Fan coming back in the evening, Wei Guo’s head ached even more.

This eating machine was going to bankrupt him at this rate!

An hour later, Zhang Fan returned to school.

The Fine Arts Department!

Zhang Fan knew how to get there!

But where was his classroom?

Without delay, Zhang Fan called Li Liang.

"Hey Li, send me a copy of my class schedule, would you?"

Upon hearing Zhang Fan’s voice, Li Liang’s head instantly grew heavy.

My man, if you don’t show up soon, the art department is going to turn upside down!

Tell me, what are you even doing at school?

You skipped military training, and now that regular classes have started, several days have passed, and only now you’re asking me for the schedule?

I should’ve known better than to trust you!

However, Li Liang quickly sent Zhang Fan’s class schedule to him.

"Zhang Fan, take it easy, yeah? Remember, the most important thing is to never get physical. And don’t hit the teachers," Li Liang warned.

With Weng Zhigang’s explosive temper, if he runs into Zhang Fan, wouldn’t he be beaten to a pulp?

Li Liang was a hundred times not at ease about this.

With the things Zhang Fan had done at school, which one hadn’t broken some school record?

The highest scholarship!

The strongest truancy king!

The biggest troublemaker!

Thinking of this, Li Liang became worried.

There are still several years to go, how’s he going to survive that!

Upon receiving the class schedule, Zhang Fan also headed straight for the classroom.

Naturally, he walked with hands in pockets, whistling along the way.

The Art Department!

Passersby halted in their tracks at the sight of Zhang Fan in his military camouflage.

There was no mistaking it, the army green of the camouflage was just too eye-catching.

"Hey dude, why aren’t you wearing a hat?" one guy said teasingly to Zhang Fan.

"What hat?" mumbled Zhang Fan.

The guy grinned mischievously: "Of course, it’s the hat that matches the color of your camouflage uniform!"

Zhang Fan immediately caught on.

Thereupon, Zhang Fan also replied with a playful smile: "Didn’t I put it on you already?"

At this voice, laughter erupted all around.

"Bro, you’re awesome, hahaha!"

However, at that moment, someone’s gaze suddenly locked onto Zhang Fan.

The next moment, he screamed: "Zhang Fan?"

Zhang Fan chuckled: "Keep it down, keep it down!"

Whistling, Zhang Fan headed straight to the fifth floor.

511, the classroom door number!

This was the classroom for Zhang Fan’s class!

Yet, the moment Zhang Fan stepped into the classroom, a multitude of gazes shot his way.

"Zhang Fan!"

Countless exclamations rang out all at once.

And Zhang Fan was startled by these voices.

Damn, what’s going on!

It shouldn’t be like this, it’s my first day of class, how can so many people recognize me.

However, it didn’t take long for Zhang Fan’s gaze to freeze on the wall by the classroom door.

On the wall was pinned a photograph of him.

"Hey, which one of you has a crush on me? Out with it. What’s the deal with sticking my photo on the wall?" Zhang Fan scratched his head and reached out to tear the photo off the wall.

However, at that moment, the atmosphere in the classroom naturally froze.

Amidst a deathly silence, accompanied by numerous teasing stares, everyone looked toward Zhang Fan’s back.

And Zhang Fan turned his head around.

The next second, Zhang Fan almost peed himself.

A face resembling the surface of Mars was practically stuck to his face.

Good grief, who the heck is this! Walking without making a sound?

Even for someone as fearless as Zhang Fan, that face scared him stiff.

"Uncle, it’s not your fault that you’re ugly, but scaring people is where you’ve gone wrong!" Zhang Fan patted his chest, still shaken.

Yet upon hearing this, many in the classroom bulged their eyes.

Damn, this guy Zhang Fan, how dare he speak to Weng Zhigang like that?