The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 802 Want to Play Us to Death? (Second Update)
Chapter 802: Chapter 802 Want to Play Us to Death? (Second Update)
The scene was dead silent!
Watching the unconscious Yang Wentai, Liang Qi and the others were utterly shocked!
MMP, a single slap directly knocking out Yang Wentai?
And he was knocked out cold! Sent flying five meters away!
Damn, they are elite soldiers!
Not to mention other things, their resistance to blows is one of their strengths!
Most importantly, their willpower is incredibly strong, right?
How could they possibly be slapped into unconsciousness!
Immediately, the eyes of the group became filled with extreme horror, each of them staring wide-eyed at Zhang Fan, feeling a chill creeping up their spines.
Especially those who had mocked Zhang Fan before, they were now sweating cold beads!
Damn, what kind of monster is this kid?
Wei Guo, just five meters away from Zhang Fan, started twitching at the corners of his mouth.
"Xiaofan, why so heavy-handed? Can this guy still study after this?" Wei Guo said, rolling his eyes.
Although the guy deserved it, with such a heavy slap, could he end up with a concussion?
Zhang Fan chuckled deeply, "Don’t worry, Uncle Wei, I measure my blows. His face will just be swollen for a few days, and he’ll feel dizzy for a bit!"
Hearing Zhang Fan’s words, Liang Qi and the others were even more startled.
This is what you call measuring your blows?
You gotta be fucking kidding!
However, not far away, Gu Er and a few others were also looking over here with a rather odd gleam in their eyes.
"Why do I feel like Zhang Fan’s movements are a bit peculiar?" Gu Er said!
Originally, he had no interest in what was happening here, but then someone called Zhang Fan trash. Immediately, he stopped to watch what would happen to that guy.
But the more he watched, the more startled he became. Zhang Fan’s actions gave him an indescribable feeling.
"I have that feeling too! It seems like Zhang Fan is using all his strength, but why is he so slow?" Nie Yi whispered back.
Gu Er furrowed his brow: "But his strength hasn’t changed. And ever since I saw him today, his movements have been clunky, as if something is suppressing him.
Moreover, if he hadn’t stepped on that guy’s foot just now, with his speed, he wouldn’t have been able to hit him at all."
"Could it be that there’s something wrong with his body?" Miao Da said!
Gu Er pondered for a moment and then said, "I don’t think so, don’t forget, what he’s best at is medical skill!"
Upon hearing this, Nie Yi and the others fell silent.
Isn’t that the truth? Zhang Fan, this guy, possesses medical skills that astonish both ghosts and gods!
The Elder Master Dong Shang was at death’s door; the Dong Family had basically invited all the famous doctors in Huaxia, but what was the result?
It was still Zhang Fan who saved him!
If there was anything wrong with Zhang Fan’s body, wouldn’t he know it himself?
"Could he be practicing some martial arts?" Nie Yi suddenly said.
"Martial arts?"
Gu Er and the others paused for a moment!
But soon they came to a realization.
That was probably the only explanation that made sense!
Meanwhile, a hint of excitement also emerged on the corners of Zhang Fan’s mouth.
The brief exchange just now sparked a new idea in his mind!
Anticipating movements!
Just like in a game, if he could predict the enemy’s movements, even if he was slower, couldn’t he gain the upper hand by acting one step ahead?
That’s why there was that scene of him stepping on Yang Wentai’s foot!
Originally, at the moment Yang Wentai was retreating, he had thought to turn off the gravity regulator.
But in the next instant, he dismissed the idea.
So what if it’s gravity suppression?
He is an Angry Dragon Member!
If he has to unseal his full strength to deal with such a small fry, then what’s the difference between him and a salted fish.
Just treat it as a training session!
Ding ding ding!
Just then, Zhang Fan’s phone began to ring.
Seeing the unfamiliar phone number, Zhang Fan immediately frowned.
Who is it, so early in the morning!
"Zhang Fan, this is Huang Shansheng, I heard you haven’t been to a single class since school started? This won’t do, the sea of learning is boundless, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step you know!"
Huang Shansheng was quite melancholic.
First thing in the morning, he received a call from Li Liang.
He said that Weng Zhigang had already caused an uproar at the academic affairs office. If Zhang Fan doesn’t attend class, it would cause an extremely serious impact on Tsinghua’s educational system.
Hearing this news, Huang Shansheng took it seriously.
After all, Zhang Fan is his disciple, and he is depending on Zhang Fan to become a famous artist. Not attending class, how can this be!
So, he personally made the call.
Hearing this voice, it took Zhang Fan several seconds to respond.
It seems, the time he has spent at school since enrolling hasn’t been much!
"Old Huang, I’ve got things to do here, how about we wait a couple of days?" Zhang Fan said.
Li Yu and the others’ lurking disguises, Gu Er and the others’ Fighting Gun Skill, all these are matters to attend to!
At least, one should get the beginning right, shouldn’t he?
It’s just starting on this end, he can’t just drop everything and run away, can he!
"No way, the first year is fundamental, if you don’t learn the basics well, how will this work, come to school quickly." Huang Shansheng said.
"Alright then, I’ll come over in the afternoon, I really have no time in the morning! That’s it then, Old Huang!" Zhang Fan directly hung up the phone.
After he spoke, Zhang Fan then turned to Liang Qi and the group: "I have a video here for you all to watch, by tonight, I want to see each person’s thoughts on disguising as Qian Fu, not less than five thousand words."
With that, Zhang Fan turned his head and said to Wei Guo: "Uncle Wei, give them the video."
Having said that, Zhang Fan ran off toward Gu Er.
"What are you up to?" Wei Guo was also totally confused!
Dude, it’s only the first day, and you’re already dropping the ball, is this really okay?
"Can’t help it, the school is pressing me to attend class, I don’t have time to bother with this bunch of scrubs, let them watch for themselves, oh right, give Black Shark Uncle a call, I need to borrow some people, just tell him to send over the makeup teacher who taught me before."
Zhang Fan’s words once again made Liang Qi and the nine others’ eyes bulge.
Damn, class?
F*ck, this guy is a student?
Impossible!
"Oh right, didn’t you say not to fall behind in physical training? I’ll grant your wish, Li Yu, supervise them, everyone with a 20kg load for 20 kilometers, three times a day—morning, noon, and night. If they can’t do it, beat them to death!"
With that, Zhang Fan came to Gu Er’s side and said: "Boss, let’s start with the Fighting Gun Skill!"
Fighting Gun Skill?
Suddenly, Gu Er and the others’ eyes sparkled.
Right, that’s the proper business!
Watching Zhang Fan walk away with Gu Er and the others, Liang Qi and the nine were dumbfounded!
F*ck, who the hell said we couldn’t fall behind in physical training?
Damn it, 20kg for 20 kilometers? Are you freaking high? Even in the military, this kind of intense training only happens once every three days.
Three times a day?
Your grandpa! Are you trying to kill us?
