The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 757: What the Hell is Second Sister-in-law?
Chapter 757: Chapter 757: What the Hell is Second Sister-in-law?
"Two Wan!"
"Kong!"
"Oops, sorry, Kong on top of blossoms, Pure Suit, Top Grade!"
Zhang Fan, holding the slip of paper labeled ’Zhang Fan’s Bastard’, spat a little saliva and pasted one onto each of the three faces of Ouyang Feng’s group!
No helping it, it was still early.
He had to find some way to kill time!
At this moment, Ouyang Feng’s group’s faces were already plastered with over ten slips of paper, while there was not a single one on Zhang Fan’s face!
"No way, no way, we’ve got to play Bloody Battle," Dong Yu yelled.
Because he had the most slips on his face.
The slips like ’Ouyang Feng’s Little Bastard’, ’Hua Jian’s Little Bastard’, and ’Zhang Fan’s Little Bastard’ were quite eye-catching.
Zhang Yuanlin and Xiao Qi, lying in the courtyard drinking tea, laughed their heads off at the sight!
As for Bai Xi, her eyes twinkled nonstop!
She knew the identities of the three Ouyangs and seeing Zhang Fan and Ouyang’s group being so close, the smile on her face grew even richer!
"No way, no way, let’s just play Takedown Hu. A game of Bloody Battle would mean sticking lots of slips on, and look at you, you can’t even keep them on your face. Granting you mercy and you’re still not happy!" Zhang Fan said with a devilish grin, then he started shuffling the mahjong tiles!
Dong Yu glared with his eyes all puffed up and fumed, "I don’t care how many I have to stick on, but I am definitely going to make you my family’s little bastard!"
"Agreed!"
"+1!"
Ouyang Feng and Hua Jian were in complete agreement.
Damn it, after playing for an hour and a half, there wasn’t a single slip of paper on Zhang Fan’s face. How could this be allowed!
"Hey hey hey, don’t cheat, guys. It was your idea to play Takedown Hu, don’t be shameless!" Zhang Fan sneered with mischief.
Dong Yu’s teeth grinded with a crunching sound, "Crazy, Hua Zi, let’s pull ourselves together, we can’t lose face like this!"
"It’s all on you, anyway!"
Hua Ji rolled his eyes as he spoke.
Half an hour later...
"Sorry, Seven Pairs, self-draw!"
Zhang Fan, holding three slips of paper, smiled wickedly, "Hurry up and stretch your face over here!"
Ouyang Feng’s trio were speechless!
"I say, are you hacking or what?" Dong Yu glared, his eyes wide.
Zhang Fan sneered disdainfully, "Pssh, if I were hacking, your faces would probably have a hundred slips of paper by now. You all have a bad habit, which is liking to organize your tiles into one pile. As long as I watch what tiles you discard, I know what you have in your hands."
"Really?" Ouyang’s trio stared wide-eyed at Zhang Fan!
Zhang Fan grinned smugly, "Of course! And one more thing, I have a pretty good memory, and since we shuffle by hand, I generally won’t forget where what tile is. Hahaha!"
"Damn, jerk! Crazy, pin him down. I’m gonna tag him. Today, I have to make him my family’s little bastard!"
No sooner had Dong Yu spoken than Ouyang Feng and Hua Ji sprang into action.
However, the agile Zhang Fan dashed out ten meters instantly.
Simultaneously, Zhang Fan pulled out his phone and, while running, he looked up and snapped a photo.
In the photo, Ouyang Feng’s trio sprawled towards Zhang Fan with bared teeth and claws!
And the half-reclining Zhang Fan, wearing a triumphant grin.
At the same time, Ouyang Feng’s trio, with slips of paper fluttering across their faces.
The words on the slips were clearly visible!
Zhang Fan’s Little Bastard!
Dong Yu’s Little Bastard!
Hua Ji’s Little Bastard!
Ouyang Feng’s Little Bastard!
"Damn, you even dare to take pictures, Crazy, Hua Zi, block the door, grab him!" Dong Yu roared.
Zhang Fan flipped off the trio and then crouched down, powering his right leg to rocket forward, and in a flash, Zhang Fan soared up like a flying arrow. Extending his right hand, he lightly grasped the fence, and in an instant, Zhang Fan was standing on top of the three-meter-high courtyard wall.
Watching the scene unfold, Dong Yu went crazy.
"Dammit, that’s bullying!"
"Hahaha, just bullying you guys, come and bite me!" Zhang Fan laughed! At the same time, Zhang Fan gave Dong Yu the middle finger!
"This is infuriating!" Dong Yu howled in protest.
However, the courtyard’s walls were too high, Dong Yu was utterly helpless.
"Stand still, don’t move, let me take another picture!" Saying this, Zhang Fan raised his hand and clicked, capturing Dong Yu’s face filled with righteous anger and despair!
Immediately after, Zhang Fan went on Weibo and posted the two pictures!
"Victory is mine, hhh!"
Members of the Mocking Group, who were browsing Weibo, suddenly saw Zhang Fan’s new post!
"Wow, Brother Fan has posted again?"
"Hurry, let’s check it out!"
Very quickly, the group was left speechless with wide eyes.
Almost twenty seconds later, laughter that shook the heavens erupted around the world.
"Damn, Brother Fan’s smile is so wickedly charming!"
"Pfft, Brother Fan is too bad, haha, the little turtle of Zhang Fan’s house, haha, he really knows how to play!"
"Hahaha, the little softshelled turtle from Zhang Fan’s house, playing the sticky note game like this? Damn, I’m gonna call my roommate to play too!"
"Oh man, look at the three guys behind, their faces are exploding with rage, too funny!"
"Not bad, they’re all handsome guys, all above nine points in looks, but they’re just not on the same level as Brother Fan!"
"How come there’s not a single sticky note on Brother Fan’s face?"
"Oh God, Brother Fan can’t possibly be this invincible in Mahjong too, right? That’s just too much, is there anything Brother Fan can’t do?"
"Jealous much, I want to be reborn as Brother Fan, and then with Brother Fan’s memories, show off and slap faces, and charm girls all around the world!"
"Damn, you actually dare to turn into Brother Fan and pick up girls? Damn it, you even think about flirting with Sister-in-law and Second Sister-in-law, brothers, come beat this guy up with me."
"Hey hey hey, guys and gals, I was just saying!"
"Even just saying it is not okay, attack, kill him!"
Zhang Fan’s phone vibrated incessantly with countless replies, almost slipping from his hands.
Hearing this sound, Ouyang Feng and the other two’s expressions changed!
"You didn’t just post the pictures on Weibo, did you?"
Zhang Fan grinned mischievously, "Seems like it, the replies have already hit 999+!"
"Dong Yu, go get a bamboo pole, let’s take him down!" Ouyang Feng roared.
As for Dong Yu, he had already pulled out his phone and hastily opened Weibo.
When he saw Zhang Fan’s post, he immediately murmured, "It’s over, my image is completely ruined!"
Hua Ji, on the other hand, gave a cheeky smile, "Hey hey, just look at the replies, hahaha, they don’t recognize us at all! People are about to fight over this!"
"Haha! Really!" Ouyang Feng also took out his phone, sat down on the chair, ripped off the sticky note from his face, and began to scroll quickly!
Soon, Ouyang Feng started to laugh as well, "Hahaha, this is pretty fun!"
"Ah, Zhang Fan, when did you get so many fans!" Ouyang Feng laughed!
"Tsk tsk tsk, it’s so satisfying to watch other people’s fans fight!"
"Man, Zhang Fan, you have so many little fangirls! This bunch is clamoring to have your babies!"
Ouyang Feng and the others teased!
Hearing this, Bai Xi also pulled out her phone and went to Zhang Fan’s Weibo homepage!
But soon, she started coughing violently.
Because she saw...
"Brother Fan, when is Second Sister-in-law coming back from Britain?"
Second Sister-in-law? What the hell?
Britain?
Wait, does that mean Zhang Fan has another girlfriend?
