The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 817: Who Is the Real Failure (Third Update)

Chapter 817: Chapter 817: Who Is the Real Failure (Third Update)

Basketball showdown?

Showdown?

You’re talking to me about a basketball showdown at this time?

The expressions on everyone’s faces completely changed!

Pale!

Green with fury!

Resentful!

Shit, why didn’t anyone remind me that Zhang Fan, this bastard, was the champion of the basketball showdown?

Why not?

Fuck, over a hundred people and not a single one remembered this?

Are you pigs?

The more than sixty people who signed the agreement were silent, looking at each other in dismay!

Champion of the basketball showdown, his credits for this semester are all waived!

What the hell is there to say about repeating a year?

Even if he doesn’t attend classes, he’s getting a direct fifteen credits!

Watching Zhang Fan’s smug expression, they finally understood at that moment.

From the beginning, Zhang Fan was setting them up.

What "the coward’s the loser," bullshit! He was completely provoking them!

Suddenly, everyone’s gaze fell on Weng Zhigang.

Malaysia Ringgit my ass, who was the one who said that if Zhang Fan didn’t repeat the year, they’d livestream eating shit?

It was that asshole Weng Zhigang!

Fuck, why didn’t he sign the agreement just now?

Why!

Immediately, a group of guys started roaring with gritted teeth: "Weng Zhigang, you lowlife, how dare you collude with Zhang Fan to trick us!"

Their roars were earth-shattering!

It almost spread throughout the whole of Tsinghua!

In the classrooms!

"Fuck, what’s going on, what happened to Weng Zhigang again?"

"Hiss, how can they say he’s in cahoots with Zhang Fan to trick people? That can’t be right, didn’t they just say that Weng Zhigang sent Zhang Fan to the hospital?"

"Malaysia Ringgit, no way, gotta go see what’s happened, something big must’ve gone down."

In the dorms!

"Fuck, is Zhang Fan stirring shit up again? Damn it, I pulled an all-nighter last night, can’t you let people sleep!"

"Sleep your ass off, get up and have fun, something big definitely happened. Let’s go, show time!"

At the basketball club!

Liao Fucheng pointed at Liao Jiajia and cursed: "See that, see that? You still thinking about revenge? You dare to mess with the Demon King? Revenge? I think you’re looking for a quick death.

Get back and reflect properly. If you dare to provoke the Demon King, I won’t break your legs! You want to die, but I sure as hell don’t!"

Thinking about Zhang Fan’s terror, Liao Fucheng’s hands involuntarily began to tremble.

Meanwhile, Weng Zhigang’s expression was also unpredictable at the scene.

Just before, he was ready to be the first to rush up and sign.

He wanted to see how exactly Zhang Fan would eat the bricks.

However, Li Liang stopped him!

Li Liang’s exact words were: I won’t stop you if you want to die, but you go sign the resignation agreement now, then come eat the bricks. Otherwise, you’ll lose all face for the teachers of Tsinghua.

Sign a resignation agreement?

No way!

Thinking if Zhang Fan lost, his share wouldn’t be missed, that’s why he didn’t go!

But now, he was indescribably grateful to Li Liang.

Malaysia Ringgit my ass, Zhang Fan, that son of a bitch, actually turned out to be the basketball showdown champion, what the fuck!

Immediately, Weng Zhigang shrank his neck: "Heh, when have I ever tricked you guys, you’re stupid on your own, blaming me now?"

With those words, the fury of the men around him could no longer be contained.

Instantly, a group of people charged towards Weng Zhigang.

"Fuck, am I stupid? Am I stupid?"

A man’s rage overflowed as he raised his fist and smashed it directly into Weng Zhigang’s face.

Instantly, Weng Zhigang’s entire body fell backwards, crashing hard onto the ground.

And the others, they simply lifted their feet and stomped several times on Weng Zhigang’s body.

"Bastard, you dare trick us! Bricks, those are bricks, damn it, try eating one yourself, if not for you how would we have possibly bet with Zhang Fan!"

The roaring, following one after another, intertwined with the screams of Weng Zhigang.

And Li Liang, too, could never have expected this group to suddenly turn on Weng Zhigang.

Instantly, Li Liang roared, "Stop it, stop it, anyone who lays a hand on him will be expelled from school."

Upon hearing this roar, everyone stopped.

But the fiery gaze of the crowd remained locked on Weng Zhigang, "Weng Zhigang, you remember this."

"A bunch of idiots!"

Di Xiele’s mouth curved in derision as she muttered under her breath, her head held high, eyeing Zhang Fan who smiled wickedly, and she murmured to herself.

This bastard! Full of nothing but mischief!

At this moment, Zhang Fan too began to clamor, "You bunch of losers, daring to attack a teacher! I’m calling the police."

Hearing Zhang Fan’s voice, countless faces suddenly changed.

Instantly, a powerful killing aura surged again.

Losers?

You’re calling us losers?

Fuck, you screw us over just like that, and you’re the one who’s the real loser?

However, those who hadn’t signed were laughing brilliantly.

"Thank goodness I was smart! I said it, Zhang Fan, this guy, definitely wouldn’t bet without reason. The last time the Fine Arts department bet with Zhang Fan, they lost miserably. Where did you get the courage to bet with Zhang Fan!"

"Heh, actually I had already remembered Zhang Fan was the champion of the basketball battle. Otherwise, would I have been so composed?"

"Zhang Fan, that scumbag, I think he is the biggest loser of all!"

Listening to these voices, the rage building in the chests of the surrounding men erupted like a volcano.

"Shut up, or I’ll fucking beat you!"

Everyone stared at the man who claimed to have known about Zhang Fan’s first place in the basketball tournament!

Damn it, why didn’t you mention it earlier?

You knew and you just watched us get screwed over?

Fine then, with Li Liang here, we’ll settle our scores later.

Instantly, the crowd’s gaze shifted toward the document in Zhang Fan’s hand!

If there is no document, then I won’t have to eat a brick.

The next moment, a group of people charged directly towards Zhang Fan.

The target, the document!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan’s mouth curled into a smirk.

"It seems you want to be losers, huh!" Zhang Fan said, then bent down, picked up a green brick, and weighed it in his hand.

"If you don’t eat it, you’ve got to come up with an excuse, like having bad teeth! I can understand that!"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan began to move towards the group with short, quick steps.

Seeing the green brick in Zhang Fan’s hand, a bitter smile spread across Li Liang’s heart.

Fucking hell, I can’t handle this, not dealing with it anymore. Instantly, he kicked Weng Zhigang, who lay on the ground, and shouted coldly, "Aren’t you leaving yet, waiting to get beaten up?"

Weng Zhigang quickly scrambled up from the ground, his right eye already swollen.

And just then, screams rose without end.

Zhang Fan brandished the green brick in his hand, swinging ceaselessly!

Each hit was incredibly accurate.

Every swing struck a person’s mouth.

Instantly, teeth danced in the sky, incisors, molars, scattered everywhere!

Three minutes later, Zhang Fan dusted off his hands, his cold laugh unbridled, "Now, I forgive you. Bad teeth, can’t gnaw on bricks, I understand that."

But instantly, Zhang Fan’s cold laughter rose again, "Just passing fifteen subjects? I, Zhang Fan, will show you what it means to be a top student! Passing? I, Zhang Fan, am not interested. If I’m aiming, I’m aiming for excellence!"