The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 810: Whoever Flinches is the Grandson (Third Update)
Chapter 810: Chapter 810: Whoever Flinches is the Grandson (Third Update)
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Hearing the scream, Zhang Fan’s eyeballs nearly popped out.
Holy cow, what did I even do?
Damn it, that’s such a mournful cry, are you an award-winning actor?
With that acting skill, why aren’t you in the Drama Department? Why the hell are you an art teacher?
Does it make any sense?
Meanwhile, a group of people who witnessed the entire incident also widened their eyes in shock.
My God, is Weng Zhigang such a coward?
To be scared like that?
Really necessary?
Immediately, a bunch of people stood up from their seats, craning their necks and sticking their heads out the window, looking towards Weng Zhigang.
When they saw Li Liang not too far away, they all rolled their eyes.
Damn it, Weng Zhigang, are you stupid? Why go to Li Liang? Don’t you know he’s Zhang Fan’s guy?
How many incidents has Zhang Fan caused since the start of school?
Has Li Liang ever punished him?
Are you courting death, or courting death, or still courting death?
Do you think Li Liang will help you? Dream on!
Even if you got your ass kicked, Li Liang would side with, definitely, Zhang Fan!
"Ah, my god, does Weng Zhigang even know who Zhang Fan is? Isn’t he just walking into the lion’s den?" a guy murmured softly.
"Exactly, if it were me, I’d just go bang my head against Zhang Fan; going to Li Liang, isn’t that just delivering myself on a platter?"
"Ah, no more fun to watch, this is agonizing!"
A wave of sighs arose all at once.
But the crowd kept their eyes fixated on Li Liang’s side too.
They were curious to see just how far the "friendship" between Li Liang and Zhang Fan had progressed!
"Director Li, you have to stand up for me. That guy Zhang Fan, he wants to beat me to death!" Weng Zhigang wailed miserably, holding onto Li Liang’s arm like a wounded little bird!
Seeing this, a chilling sensation arose in the hearts of many spectators.
Is Weng Zhigang gay or what?
My Lord, this is simply unbearable to watch!
"Ah, Mr. Weng, there’s nothing wrong with you! Hey, making such a fuss, what kind of example are you setting?" said Li Liang, his eyes scrutinizing Weng Zhigang back and forth.
Seeing not a single wound on Weng Zhigang, the corners of his mouth twitched.
Damn it, what are you doing? You’re not a beauty, why the hell are you hugging my arm?
Immediately, Li Liang pushed Weng Zhigang away with a look of disgust.
"Nothing wrong? Director Li, how can there be nothing wrong? Let me take you to see the desks in the classroom!" Weng Zhigang said, pulling on Li Liang’s arm and dragging him towards the classroom.
Upon seeing Zhang Fan at the classroom door, Weng Zhigang’s face stiffened: "Get out of the way!"
Zhang Fan, with narrowed eyes and hands in his pockets, leaned against the doorway, smirking at Weng Zhigang.
This guy, his face-changing skills are even more impressive than a Sichuan opera master’s!
Holding onto Li Liang’s arm turns him from a wimp into an angry lion.
If he hugs your legs, does he plan to ascend to heaven?
"Sorry, but suddenly my leg hurts and I can’t walk," Zhang Fan said teasingly, leaning by the door and showing no intention of moving aside.
Hearing this, Weng Zhigang immediately raised his hand and pointed at Zhang Fan’s nose: "Director Li, look at this guy, he’s completely lawless!"
Seeing Weng Zhigang’s outstretched hand, Li Liang almost had his nose out of joint.
Are you an idiot? Don’t you know how terrifying Zhang Fan can be?
By pointing at Zhang Fan’s nose like that, are you not afraid of getting kicked to death?
"Oh, Mr. Weng, Zhang Fan isn’t feeling well, can’t you show a little understanding? If you want to enter the classroom, isn’t there a back door? What kind of counselor are you? Looking after the physical and mental health of students is your top priority, isn’t it?" Li Liang said!
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Hearing this voice, a group of men in the classroom instantly rolled their eyes.
"Damn, I just knew Li Liang was on Zhang Fan’s side."
"You just believe anything Zhang Fan says, huh? Look at him, does he look unwell to you?"
"He’s totally putting on an act for Weng Zhigang!"
And upon hearing Li Liang’s words, Weng Zhigang’s face also suddenly tensed!
"Director Li, just look at him, does he look like someone who’s unwell? He just smashed a desk to pieces with one punch!" Weng Zhigang said, and immediately stretched out his hand and pushed Zhang Fan!
However, at this moment, a strangely sinister smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Fan’s mouth.
As Weng Zhigang’s palm rested on his chest, Zhang Fan’s body directly fell backwards through the door.
"Director Li, just look at his physique, how strong it is!" Weng Zhigang said, twisting his head to speak to Li Liang.
However, he noticed that Li Liang’s eyes suddenly widened, utterly shocked.
All of a sudden, Weng Zhigang turned his head back sharply, and the next moment, he was startled.
At this moment, Zhang Fan was already lying on the floor, and with a very eerie smile, he looked at him.
But the next moment, Weng Zhigang’s scalp exploded.
"Ouch, my head, somebody help!"
Zhang Fan screamed in pain while holding his head.
Watching this scene, countless eyes in the classroom bulged out.
"Damn, how did Zhang Fan end up on the floor?"
And he was pushed over by Weng Zhigang?
"How is that possible!"
All of a sudden, a crowd of girls burst out in anger.
"Weng Zhigang, how dare you hit someone!"
"Oh my God, Weng Zhigang is a killer, someone help!"
At the same time, a group of girls ran towards Zhang Fan, their faces a mix of shock and anger!
"Headache, headache, I’m dying, Director Li, save me!" Zhang Fan shouted in pain. At the same time, a cold smirk lifted the corner of his mouth.
Heh, trying to out-act me? Come on, let’s hurt each other!
The one who backs down is a loser!
Looking at Zhang Fan’s painfully grimacing face, a multitude of girls felt deeply distressed.
Immediately, they glared at Weng Zhigang with furious eyes and fiercely stared at him, then they shouted to Li Liang, "Director Li, you must stand up for Zhang Fan!"
The unanimous voices of over twenty girls jolted Li Liang awake.
However, his gaze still stayed in shock, staring intently at Zhang Fan, looking at his pained expression, and his face bore an incredibly incredulous look.
Your sister, with Zhang Fan’s combat power to take on a special forces squad by himself, could he be pushed over by Weng Zhigang?
"How can that be possible!"
And to end up like this of all things?
"Absolutely impossible!"
Even a bull might not necessarily be able to knock Zhang Fan over, right?
Weng Zhigang’s face turned pale in an instant.
"Director Li, this kid is definitely faking it, look at that desk, he broke it, how could I possibly have pushed him over with just a light shove, absolutely impossible!"
Weng Zhigang was near tears; what on earth was going on? He hardly exerted any force at all!
"What do you mean no force, are you telling lies with your eyes wide open!" the girls completely lost their tempers.
At the same time, a meaningful smile played at the corner of Zhang Fan’s mouth.
It’s nothing, I fell down on purpose.
I’m just faking it, what are you going to do about it!
