The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 782: If I Believe You, I’m a Pig (Second Update)

Chapter 782: Chapter 782: If I Believe You, I’m a Pig (Second Update)

"Gululu!"

"Gululu!"

Listening to the sound of Zhang Fan drinking, Xie Chen was nearly exploding with anger!

If he had known this would happen, he wouldn’t have bothered with the damn ten-minute wait. Wasn’t that just asking for trouble!

Especially seeing Zhang Fan’s laid-back demeanor, Xie Chen’s anger surged. He wanted to smash the jar in Zhang Fan’s hand over his head.

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

...

"Two!"

"One!"

"Time’s up!"

Xie Chen, looking at the countdown on his phone, suddenly put on a sinister expression. He walked up to Zhang Fan with a look of smug arrogance on his face.

"Hehe, kid, ten minutes have passed, and you haven’t called for anyone. Don’t you plan to try to save yourself?" Xie Chen said with a snarling smile.

One of Xie Chen’s men spoke disdainfully, "Brother Chen, cut him some slack, will ya? Can’t you let the guy be a loner? Stop the chatter and let’s deal with him so we can drink!"

Instantly, over twenty people approached Zhang Fan, each with a hostile look on their face.

At that moment, He Yang quietly said, "Brothers, surround that bunch of bastards!"

"OK!"

The next instant, more than two hundred people slowly moved and surrounded Xie Chen and his group.

A low, deep laugh caused the expressions of the people nearby to turn strange.

What were these people planning to do?

Wang Peng and Wang Xiaoqin, who knew what was going on, also wore a smirk on their faces.

At the same time, sensing the weird atmosphere, Xie Chen also suddenly looked up. His eyes were icy cold as he stared at the group confronting him.

"Keep your distance if you’re only here to watch the show, OK!"

He Yang chuckled, "No, no, no, we’re not just here to watch!"

"If not to watch, what are you crowding around for!" Xie Chen said in a deep voice.

He Yang didn’t respond; instead, he took a step forward and then turned around to say, "Brothers, our Leader is being surrounded. What should we do?"

"Fuck ’em up!"

The unanimous cry from over two hundred people tensed the nerves of many onlookers.

Damn, were these guys all together?

Wait a minute, the Leader is surrounded? What Leader?

Suddenly, countless gazes grew sharp, and quickly, numerous pairs of eyes settled on Zhang Fan.

Could it be him?

Here, he was the only one being surrounded!

Especially now, with Zhang Fan’s utterly relaxed demeanor, in their eyes, it reflected absolute confidence!

"Holy shit, this guy didn’t need to call anyone at all; his people were already here!"

Instantly, countless people’s eyes went wide!

"Dammit, this guy is really something!"

"Fuck, going out with over two hundred people, what’s he planning to do—start trouble?"

"Aw damn, how can this guy be so intimidating!"

"Can’t mess with him, can’t mess with him!"

"Hahaha, Xie Chen has hit a snag now; let’s see how he’ll handle this!"

"I suddenly have a very bad feeling!"

Meanwhile, Xie Chen’s eyes bulged in disbelief as he looked at the more than two hundred people in front of him.

Were these all Zhang Fan’s people?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Zhang Fan finished his last sip of beer, slowly stood up, and said softly, "You guys worked hard!"

"Brother Fan, cut the crap. Go back to drinking, and leave the rest to us. I’m going to show them why the flower is so red!" One of the brothers from the Face-Slapping Gang bellowed.

"That’s right, Brother Fan. You’ve taken out those with explosive combat power. These remaining weaklings are nothing for us to handle," said the others in succession.

Zhang Fan nodded, "OK, just go easy on them, but make it quick!"

"Don’t worry, Leader, we’ll definitely complete the task!" He Yang said with a mischievous grin. Then he raised his hand, pointed at Xie Chen, and shouted, "Brothers, charge!"

"Attack!"

The members of the Face-Slapping Gang roared into action, swiftly advancing towards Xie Chen.

Over two hundred people, their momentum was incredibly imposing.

Their footsteps thundered like thunder; their roars shook the heavens.

Xie Chen’s group watched this scene, their faces deathly pale.

"Wait, wait, wait, I’m telling you, if you dare to lay a hand on me, my Xie Family will never let you off!" Xie Chen said in panic.

However, the next moment, a fist landed on his face.

Screams immediately filled the air.

Xie Chen and his twenty-some companions were quickly engulfed by the sea of people.

"Ah, help, help!"

"Brother, can you not hit the face, please?"

A minute later, all of Xie Chen’s more than twenty men were lying on the ground, wailing miserably.

Seeing this, the onlookers looked toward Xie Chen with pity.

Showing off didn’t work out and got you trashed instead!

Then, they turned their gaze to Zhang Fan, and upon seeing his smiling face, a shiver ran through them. They immediately turned and entered the bar.

Damn, luckily they didn’t provoke this guy, or they would’ve ended up just like Xie Chen!

"Report, Leader, mission accomplished! 27 enemies wiped out, zero casualties!" He Yang said with a sly grin, scurrying up to Zhang Fan.

"More than two hundred of you took a minute just to take down twenty-seven people? You’ve lost face. Go drink!" Zhang Fan laughed. Then he turned to Wang Xiaoqin and said, "I’ve dealt with some trash for you. How will you thank me?"

Wang Xiaoqin gave a pure smile, "Just wait for the Xie Family’s retaliation."

Saying that, Wang Xiaoqin hopped into the bar.

Zhang Fan followed with small steps, a hint of confidence on his smile.

He could feel that Wang Xiaoqin’s disgust towards him had decreased dramatically.

He had to strike while the iron was hot and complete his mission!

Then, Zhang Fan continued, "Today is your birthday, and to apologize for my previous rudeness, I will help you fulfill a wish of yours, as long as it involves neither murder nor arson. I will do my utmost to help you! I hope that from now on, we can turn our weapons into gifts of jade and silk, how about that?"

Wang Xiaoqin turned her head, chuckled, and said, "Wow, you think you’re the Divine Lamp now, huh!"

Zhang Fan chuckled, "The Divine Lamp is a tool, but you can call me the Lamp God."

Wang Xiaoqin rolled her eyes, "Saying you’re ’fat’ just makes you breathe heavily, huh? Let me tell you, don’t even think about hitting on me."

Zhang Fan smirked, "Relax, my girlfriend is much more beautiful than you. Fulfilling your wish is just a gentleman’s way of apologizing to you. Remember, this chance only comes once. Miss it and it’s gone!"

"Pshaw, I’m a pig if I believe you!" Wang Xiaoqin turned her head away, ignoring Zhang Fan, and went back to her original table to sip her drink.

Soon, the bar regained its lively atmosphere.

As Zhang Fan took to the stage again amidst the Face-Slapping Gang’s cheers,

"You were the shadow to my light," he began, his deep and magnetic voice suddenly quieting everyone.

"Did you feel us?"

"Another start, you fade away,"

"Afraid our aim is out of sight,"

"Wanna see us alive."

But as the electronic music edged in, the atmosphere in the entire bar instantly exploded!