The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City
Chapter 1873: Run Fast, Zhang Fan Is Coming
The night deepens!
Looking at Zhang Fan with a face full of worry and wild thoughts, Long Aotian also started laughing.
You, always causing trouble all day long, you also know how to be worried?
To this, Long Aotian really found some amusement.
But soon, Long Aotian also started to add to Zhang Fan’s troubles.
"Little brother, it’s not that I look down on you, but with Dark Hall’s status, with your level of power, they surely won’t take you seriously. For instance, the talents within the factions close to Dark Hall are as numerous as cattle.
Some people have even reached the Innate Realm by the age of ten!
For your Zhang Xiaoyuan, also known as Shangguan Wan’er, Shangguan Xiong might not force things.
But for your Ye Zi, hehe, that’s hard to say."
In the dark night, Long Aotian’s sly smile was completely swallowed by darkness.
"Haha, you think you can mess with me all day and I won’t mess with you back? You really think I’m a pushover, huh?" Long Aotian happily thought to himself.
Predictably!
Upon hearing these words, Zhang Fan jumped up directly.
"Damn it, let’s see who dares."
At this moment, Zhang Fan was deeply anxious.
Reaching the Innate Realm at ten years old.
This is TM a joke?
I can’t even beat this with cheats?
At this moment, Long Aotian reached out and put his hand on Zhang Fan’s shoulder: "Little brother, you must know that even that bastard Ruan Yunxiao only gets a bit of face from Dark Hall.
If confronted head-on, that bastard Ruan Yunxiao would likely be chased down several thousand streets.
So, you can imagine the gap there."
Long Aotian sighed softly as he spoke, then turned around and jumped directly off the rooftop.
At this moment, Long Aotian walked with a bounce.
Haha!
He deserves it!
Mess with me, huh!
Now you have to feel miserable.
Without a few years, you certainly can’t go to Dark Hall to find someone.
Of course, Long Aotian wasn’t purposely retaliating against Zhang Fan.
He just wanted Zhang Fan to spend more time improving his skills rather than causing trouble all day.
Think about it, Dark Force power can TM dare to clash head-on with Qi Gathering masters.
A classic case of courting death without limits.
However, what Long Aotian didn’t know.
For Zhang Fan, causing trouble and attracting hate is just a way to enhance his strength...
So the next day at dawn, Zhang Fan got up early.
He went to the cafeteria to grab a big bag of breakfast and started wandering around the entire base.
"Hey, brother, morning! Want something to eat?" Zhang Fan waited a long time, only to finally find an early worm.
In an instant, upon seeing Zhang Fan’s face clearly, that person turned at a speed faster than light and began sprinting away.
"Oh crap, he’s running away. I was waiting for a duel." Zhang Fan grabbed the bag and chased wildly.
"Brother, sir! I was wrong! I give up, alright! Why are you finding me, I’m just a small Dark Force Peak garbage, go find someone else!" That person was about to cry.
Yesterday’s event was like a brand burnt deep in his mind.
Damn it, Bright Force Early Stage punches, completely crushing.
Bright Force! Not to mention the previous two Dark Force trash.
He dares to duel with Zhang Fan?
He must have been kicked in the head by a donkey.
"Brother, how about I let you use two legs?" Zhang Fan shouted.
"Even if you let me use four legs I’m not coming, I give up, I give up! I’m going back to sleep." That person roared and flew straight into his team’s accommodation!
"Brother, why running so fast?"
"Oh crap, you almost knocked over my milk!"
"Run quick, Zhang Fan is here!"
As soon as this chant was heard, a group of souls scattered.
"Oh crap, why’s he here? What time is it? Six o’clock, fuck!" The guy drinking milk threw it aside and ran!
"Who knows, that bastard, with a big bag of breakfast in his hand, must be here blocking folks!"
"Damn, that bastard, how unethical?"
Not far away, Zhang Fan gritted his teeth in anger!
"Oh crap, who said I’m unethical? Damn it! That guy with red hair and blue plaid shorts, I remember you now. Better not come downstairs these days." Zhang Fan roared with momentum, then swallowed an egg.
Instantly, the red-haired man’s legs weakened and almost hit the wall.
His inner world was collapsing.
That bastard Zhang Fan can hear so well?
Damn!
At the same time, a group of people who dared to go outside were also puzzled.
"What are you guys doing? Is a monster attacking the city?"
"Zhang Fan is here! Zhang Fan is here!"
"???"
The next moment, the group immediately turned around and flew into their rooms!
"Click!"
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
"Oh, damn it, early in the morning, I’ll be dead!"
Meanwhile, those still dreaming drowsily were awakened by the commotion.
"SOB! Early in the morning, making noise, damn it, want to die?"
"Damn! Next door, duel!"
"What the hell are you doing, Zhang Fan is here, moron!"
"What the fuck?"
"Zhang Fan is here?"
"Why’s he here?"
"Here to duel someone!"
Instantly, the noisy sound at the German team’s abode fell quiet.
Dead silence, you could hear a pin drop!
Only the sound of the wind!
And the sound of Zhang Fan peeling eggs...
At the same moment, a group of Qi Gathering gangsters, who had been building bricks through the night, came over.
"Yo, kid, nice, sensible, thanks." One laughed, then reached out his hand, directly toward Zhang Fan’s bag!
At this moment, Zhang Fan slightly raised his head, grinning toothily!
"Uncle, don’t be so courteous, take it, after eating, call out your people, okay! Let’s actively respond to the organization’s arrangements.
The planned arena competition, gaining battle experience, we shouldn’t be so lazy about it."
Saying this, Zhang Fan generously handed over the bag.
And at this moment, when they clearly saw Zhang Fan’s face, their hands froze in mid-air!
Zhang Fan?
Why is he here?
The next moment, they suddenly recalled the so-called arena battle Zhang Fan mentioned.
In an instant, their temples bulged with veins!
That bastard!
TM, coming to block the door at six in the morning?
"Huff, huff!"
A group of Qi Gathering gangsters breathed heavily.
Their Anger Values skyrocketing.
Should they blow this kid’s head off with one punch or two?
Damn it, why is the hand not listening at this time?
"Uncle, you don’t have to be so agitated, right? It’s only breakfast, is it worth it! Eat and enjoy, don’t be small-minded." Zhang Fan grinned toothily.
In an instant, a sound like beans frying, echoed with the cracking of joints.
A group of Qi Gathering gangsters nearly crushed their fists.
This little bastard, is he blind?
TM, I’m agitated?
When you are agitated, is it like this?
The next moment, they turned around and left.
One punch to blow Zhang Fan’s head off?
Haha, by then, none of them would be left alive!
Can’t afford to mess with, but can definitely hide!