The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 92: Teasing

Ye Yanran watched Zhang Fan and another person disappear, filled with intense anxiety. At that moment, she was genuinely afraid that Zhang Fan would recklessly clash with Yuan Xiao. After all, Yuan Xiao had practiced martial arts for many years, and his Thunderclap Palm was unmatched among the younger generation.

Just as Ye Yanran started to run off, a miserably piercing scream echoed through the air.

Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan’s faces turned pale, but after a while, their expressions shifted to joy.

That voice, they could distinctly recognize it, and it clearly wasn’t Zhang Fan’s.

What had happened?

Ye Yanran stood frozen in place, not daring to imagine! What could have caused Yuan Xiao to scream so wretchedly?

Master Fu was also visibly moved.

He knew very well the extent of Yuan Xiao’s strength. He originally wanted to stop the two men, but then he thought about Zhang Fan’s effortless Butterfly Dance Step and decided not to intervene.

Although Yuan Xiao’s Thunderclap Palm was formidable, it was no match for Zhang Fan’s Butterfly Dance Step. Plus, he was particularly agitated by a rather arrogant phrase Zhang Fan had said earlier.

With such a mastery of the Butterfly Dance Step, if he still got beaten up, then he deserved it.

But what he never expected was to hear Yuan Xiao’s scream. Damn it, could it be that Zhang Fan had some badass skill hidden up his sleeve?

Suddenly, Master Fu’s feet slid, his body soared like flying, rushing towards the back of the villa.

Zhang Fan fought with punches and kicks, and didn’t use the Bone Separation Hand or the Thunderclap Palm, even after using the Invisibility Potion. If he didn’t beat this guy up well, it would be a terrible loss.

"Does having long hair make you so cocky, coming down from Wudang Mountain? How dare you look at my Yanran and throw punches at me?" Zhang Fan swung his arms in full circles, chopping at Yuan Xiao’s head.

Seeing the horror-stricken face of Yuan Xiao, Zhang Fan sneered relentlessly.

What of being a disciple of Wudang Mountain! How impressive is Thunderclap Palm, when now you’re groaning in pain under my feet?

Zhang Fan used both fists and feet, aiming them all at Yuan Xiao’s head, saying, "So you think it’s cool? Just your thieving eyes glancing at Ye Yanran. Now let’s see how you look!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Yuan Xiao was internally collapsing.

No figures in sight, only the sound and fists falling on his body. Agonizing pain mixed with dread, at that moment, all he wanted was to return to Wudang Mountain—the outside world was too horrifying!

"Tap! Tap! Tap!"

The rapid footsteps made Zhang Fan prick up his ears, and he fiercely kicked Yuan Xiao in the face, then stood still.

"Yuan Xiao, what happened!" Master Fu exclaimed as he looked at Yuan Xiao’s face, which now resembled a pig’s head.

There were no signs of Thunderclap Palm, nor of the Bone Separation Hand. The hideous scars on his face were all from someone’s fists and kicking.

My God, what other secret techniques does Zhang Fan have?

Master Fu’s face turned livid, looking at Yuan Xiao’s face, he felt a twinge of pain.

However, as long as Yuan Xiao hadn’t lost any limbs, he couldn’t be bothered to intervene. The Ye family had been kind to him, and he was no longer affiliated with Wudang Mountain. If it weren’t for the slight lingering connection with Wudang, he would have intervened when Yuan Xiao dared to speak to Ye Yanran in that manner.

"You’re quite lucky, Doctor Gao is still with the Ye family; otherwise, you’d have to return to Wudang Mountain looking like this." Master Fu said to the utterly terrified Yuan Xiao, dragging him by the foot towards the outside.

Carry him? He didn’t want to see that spine-chilling face.

Ye Yanran watched in shock as Master Fu dragged Yuan Xiao by the foot.

Could Zhang Fan have really beaten Yuan Xiao to such an extent?

She stepped forward, and upon seeing Yuan Xiao’s face, she quickly covered her face, turned around, and couldn’t bear to look at that dreadful face.

"Master Fu, where is Zhang Fan?" Ye Yanran asked.

Master Fu shook his head: "I don’t know where Young Master Zhang went; I didn’t see him when I got there."

Zhang Fan followed behind Master Fu and Ye Yanran, sporting a mischievous grin. He ran up to Ye Yanran, stretched out his hand, and pinched her face.

"Ah!"

Ye Yanran suddenly screamed, quickly shook her head, but saw nothing.

Zhang Fan covered his mouth and chuckled softly, circled around Ye Yanran, and then slapped her hand.

How could he miss such a moment to prank Ye Yanran?

Ye Yanran leaped up fiercely and looked at the contorted, terrified Yuan Xiao on the ground. The only people around her were Uncle Fu and Yuan Xiao; obviously, Uncle Fu wouldn’t touch her, so the only other person left was Yuan Xiao. She walked over with a stern face and kicked Yuan Xiao in the face with her leg.

Uncle Fu turned around, looking at Ye Yanran in astonishment, "Miss, what’s wrong with you?"

Ye Yanran’s neck turned red, "It’s nothing, I just don’t feel comfortable around this guy."

Zhang Fan stood next to Ye Yanran and laughed heartily, reached out, and hooked her nose, then immediately ran out using the Butterfly Dance Step.

As he ran out, Ye Yanran had already started flailing frantically in front of her.

"Miss, what’s wrong with you?" asked Uncle Fu, puzzled.

Ye Yanran felt a chill across her back; she didn’t respond and directly ran towards the house.

Zhang Fan chuckled smugly and immediately followed, Today, he planned to really toy with this tigress, Ye Yanran.

"Clack!"

Ye Yanran dashed into her room, slammed the door shut, and covered her wildly beating chest, her whole body breaking out in goosebumps.

Could there be a ghost?

Zhang Fan walked up to Ye Yanran’s door with a mischievous grin and knocked hard on the door.

"I’m so hungry!"

Zhang Fan growled in a trembling voice.

Ye Yanran turned around, steadied her heart, and violently pulled open the door.

Zhang Fan immediately shut his mouth, looking at the cautious Ye Yanran, delighting in her anxiety.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath and then yelled in Ye Yanran’s ear.

"I’m going to eat you!"

"Ah!" Ye Yanran screamed, her body hair standing on end, she grabbed her head and ran outside.

"Yanran, what’s wrong with you!" Qin Shuang looked at the panicked Ye Yanran and couldn’t help but frown.

Zhang Fan was thrilled, promptly following her, and descended the stairs unhurriedly.

"Doctor Gao, please take a look at this guy’s injuries," Uncle Fu dragged Yuan Xiao next to Gao Yuan.

At that moment, Gao Yuan was holding a pot filled with dark things, studying its contents like a treasure. Hearing Uncle Fu’s voice, he turned his head and immediately jumped up.

"Damn, who is this!" Gao Yuan exclaimed.

Uncle Fu’s face darkened, and he said softly, "My nephew, just came down from the mountain, sparred with Young Master Zhang, and ended up like this."

Gao Yuan’s eyes narrowed, puzzled he asked, "Master Zhang Fan?"

Uncle Fu nodded heavily.

Gao Yuan sighed endlessly, "I had no idea Master Zhang Fan was also a martial arts expert."

Uncle Fu rolled his eyes, a martial arts expert? Looking at Yuan Xiao’s battered face, he couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

What kind of martial arts expert is like this?