The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 796 A Bunch of Idiots (First Update)

"Bang!"

The moment Zhang Fan leaned back in his seat as he got into the car, the entire vehicle started to tremble.

Ouyang Feng in the car glanced at Zhang Fan with fear and trepidation, thinking to himself, "Damn, it feels like a bull has just climbed on board!"

Immediately afterward, Ouyang Feng slammed on the accelerator with fiery eyes, speeding and racing like crazy!

The convoy, like a long dragon, turned around and headed back!

Listening to the roaring engines, countless journalists blocked at the intersection went crazy.

"Cameras, get ready. If there’s a mistake with a single shot, I’m firing you!"

"Is the live broadcast platform set up yet? Get it started now!"

"Everyone in the car, get out; those without cameras, pull out your phones and film everything. We need full coverage."

"GO GO, everybody move!"

Immediately, a group of journalists started bustling around.

The live broadcast page on the news platform was bustling!

"Fuck, has it finally started? Damn it, I’ve been waiting for over twenty minutes!"

"Where’s the convoy? Where did it go? Damn, what are these people doing!"

Seeing the soaring popularity of the page, every journalist was full of vigor.

"Hey, you guys in front, move aside, we need to do a live broadcast!"

Seeing the two hundred people crowded at the front, a group of journalists immediately started shouting.

A group from the Face Slapping Team turned their heads and glared coldly at the journalists, then shouted angrily, "Scram!"

Screw you, MB, damn idiots, mind your damn business!

I couldn’t get in to see Brother Fan show off, and I’m already pissed off!

Scram to wherever it’s cool and stay there!

The viewers watching this scene burst out laughing.

"Haha, who are these guys, daring to confront the journalists like this?"

"666, these guys are awesome!"

In Yang Haochen’s live broadcasting room, everyone was also getting pumped up.

"MMP, what are you guys doing? Drive those journalists away, or if you delay us seeing Brother Fan! He Yang, you’re so dead!"

"Exactly, I’ve already sharpened my knife."

Seeing this scene, He Yang felt a million wild **** stampeding through his heart!

Fuck, how is this my problem?

But the next moment, beams of light shot over.

Seeing this, the group from the Face Slapping Team stretched their necks in excitement.

"Brothers and sisters, Brother Fan’s coming back!"

"Let’s get our slogan ready. When Brother Fan’s car comes out, we need to shout ’Brother Fan is mighty and powerful’ loudly, got it?" a man shouted.

"OK!"

"You guys, push those annoying journalists farther away, damn it, why are they blocking the intersection? Make sure the road is clear!" He Yang shouted.

Immediately, a group of people with unfriendly expressions approached the journalists!

"Excuse us, please move!"

More than two hundred people immediately sprang into action.

"For what reason, where did you guys come from?" a group of journalists yelled, eyes blazing.

Damn, it was enough of a headache being blocked by the traffic police; why are these people stirring up trouble now?

"Damn it, move or I’ll get physical," a group of tough guys suddenly roared.

"Come on then, touch one and I’ll make sure you’re in the news tomorrow!" a journalist shouted back.

"Fine by me, I’ve never been in the news before. Come on, make sure I look good!" one man said with a sneer.

Watching this unfold, a group of journalists were completely dumbfounded.

My God, this bunch of people are just like bandits!

However, at the next moment, they were pushed aside.

Instantly, a group of journalists were so angry they jumped up and down.

"You bunch of bandits, I’m going to report you! I’m so angry, I’m so angry," a fat man roared.

"Don’t talk nonsense, we’re maintaining public order here. Look at you guys, all grown up and still don’t know not to stand in the middle of the road. What if you get hit? We’re your lifesavers here, and you don’t even thank us, calling us bandits instead. Is that reasonable? Ungrateful wolves!"

"Exactly, a bunch of ungrateful wolves!"

Listening to these voices, the journalists were about to explode with anger.

MMP, a bunch of bandits!

Meanwhile, countless viewers of news platforms, watching this scene, were almost choking with laughter.

But immediately after, everyone began to feel puzzled.

Who is Brother Fan?

This motorcade, isn’t it from the Ouyang Family, the Dong Family and the Hua Family?

Ouyang Fan? Dong Fan? Hua Fan?

I haven’t heard of these names in these families!

However, at that moment, the blue junk car sped by like a shadow.

The next moment, a group from the Face-Slapping Team also started shouting.

"Brother Fan is mighty and domineering!"

Seeing the crowd at the intersection, Zhang Fan also laughed, rolled down the window, and shouted, "Comrades, hard work! Go home and sleep, we’ll fight another day. Tie down the hatches!"

Instantly, whether it was the journalists on site or the viewers, all widened their eyes and looked towards the blue car.

However, upon seeing, everyone was dumbstruck.

Damn, why does the driver look familiar?

Wait, is that Ouyang Feng?

Holy crap, Ouyang Feng driving? Could it be that these more than two hundred people aren’t waiting for him?

And, who is that guy in the front passenger seat?

Why haven’t I seen him before?

Could it be that Ouyang Feng is driving for the guy in the front passenger seat?

My God, the Ouyang Family, they’re big shots. And, Ouyang Feng is the heir to the Ouyang Family!

This motherfucker, he’s driving for someone else? Who has the clout to make this happen?

"Damn it, Lighting Technician, brighten it up, I want to see clearly who is in the front passenger seat!"

Inside the news platform’s live chat, countless people started yelling.

However, at the next moment, the junk car zoomed past!

Watching the blue car speed past, countless people were ready to curse.

"MMP, these wastes, can’t even get a clear shot of the people in the car? What the heck, shoot!"

"Damn, cancel the subscription, what a trash news platform, garbage, all fucking garbage. You should know, Ouyang Feng was the driver, Ouyang Feng, not some other guy. This young master is a key figure in Capital City’s business circle. The person sitting in the front passenger seat must have an insanely high status!"

"I’m so pissed off, daddy’s unsubscribing, turning the road dark, and from now on, anything related to this news platform is blocked!"

Countless people were furious!

At a critical moment, you damn break down, turn into dogs, right!

Plus, they couldn’t even get a clear view of the license plate, a bunch of wastes!

Meanwhile, a group from the Face-Slapping Team, raising their hands, shouted towards the shadow of the junk car, "Night, Brother Fan!"

The roaring of more than two hundred people was like thunder.

Instantly, the eyes of countless viewers sparkled, and immediately their fingers flew, typing in the comments, "A bunch of idiots, stop taking photos, hurry up and ask those people who exactly is sitting in the front passenger seat!"

However, the fingers of countless viewers were nearly breaking, and the journalists showed no reaction at all.

Watching the luxury cars on the screen, countless viewers were grinding their teeth in frustration.

A bunch of idiots, haven’t you seen cars before!