The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 99 - 0 What is going on?

Zhang Fan held Liu Fei’s foot, suspended outside the window.

Everyone was shocked, staring at Zhang Fan, who seemed about to let go at any moment, their eyes filled with terror.

Damn, this is the fourth floor, head down, falling would definitely be fatal.

What kind of person is this kid, daring to do something so bold?

Xu Yan was also drawn by Liu Fei’s screams of alarm, but when he looked, he was covered in cold sweat.

My dear ancestor, can you please not make trouble, this involves a human life, and it’s happening right before my own eyes, this could cost me my life.

"Zhang Fan, calm down, calm down, if he falls, that’s against the law," Xu Yan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his back slick with cold sweat.

Zhang Fan slowly turned around, "Don’t worry, he won’t fall. I’m just scaring him, ten minutes will do."

Xu Yan nearly collapsed at this statement, ten minutes? For the love of god, in ten minutes even the mayor would know. "Brother Zhang Fan, let’s talk this through, please, bring him down quickly."

"You mean let go?" Zhang Fan grinned.

Xu Yan’s heart nearly flipped, quickly saying, "My dear ancestor, don’t scare me, okay? Look at my face, it’s not even healed yet."

Zhang Fan, looking at Xu Yan’s swollen half-face, also started laughing, then, with both hands, he pulled Liu Fei up. Grabbing Liu Fei’s waist, he gently threw him to the ground, staring at the terrified Liu Fei, whose face had gone pale, Zhang Fan couldn’t help but lift his leg, stepping on Liu Fei’s thigh.

"Wake up, we have landed," Zhang Fan shouted.

Liu Fei violently opened his eyes, seeing he was back inside the mobile phone shop, his body went limp, and he passed out.

Xu Yan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, at this moment, he truly didn’t want to stay here for even a second longer, this little demon king, was too troublesome. Damn it, in the future, I should definitely steer clear of him.

Just then, a balding middle-aged man charged in like mad. He pushed through the people blocking the doorway, using all the strength he could muster to squeeze inside.

"Son of a bitch, dare to lay hands on my son, I’ll fight you," Liu Daquan had seen the hanging Liu Fei from downstairs, nearly losing his soul, as he only had this one and only son.

Liu Daquan finally charged in and saw the motionless Liu Fei on the ground, immediately he let out a heart-wrenching scream, "Kid, I’ll kill you."

Zhang Fan looked at the balding middle-aged fat man before him, immediately recognizing his origin.

This look, it didn’t match the somewhat handsome Liu Fei at all, is he really his biological father?

"Son, wake up, wake up," Liu Daquan’s tears were about to cry out, continuously shaking Liu Fei, his voice filled with tears, utterly miserable.

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes, "He’s not dead, just fainted from fright. Or should I try throwing him from the fourth floor, see if he wakes up?"

No sooner had he spoken, Liu Fei’s body trembled, he quickly climbed up from the ground, grabbing Liu Daquan’s neck, yelling in panic, "Dad, you have to stand up for me, this bastard wants to kill me." freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"Pfft!" A group of giggling girls burst into laughter.

"Hahaha." A group of men also scorned Liu Fei’s current demeanor.

Zhang Fan was completely speechless, was this guy still playing dead? Damn, what a scheme.

Tears streaming down his face, Liu Daquan looked at the terrified Liu Fei, then stood up, pointing at Zhang Fan’s nose and bellowed, "You wild child, I’m going to make you pay."

Zhang Fan sneered, reached out his hand, grabbed Liu Daquan’s finger, and gently twisted it.

In an instant, Liu Daquan was squatting on the ground, clutching his fingers and howling loudly.

The crowd around him was stunned again. Damn, the guy they were looking at was fierce, beating both son and father. And there are police officers right here.

Xu Yan quickly turned around, pushed through the crowd, and whispered, "Let’s wrap this up."

He didn’t want to deal with Zhang Fan, the little Demon King. What a joke, his face was still hurting. A few more encounters like this, and he might just lose his life.

Watching the retreating police officers, the onlookers’ gaze towards Zhang Fan grew more complicated. They could clearly see that these officers obviously didn’t want to deal with Zhang Fan’s side and were even afraid.

Who exactly was this guy?

A group of girls’ eyes began to sparkle.

Wealthy, young, and damn domineering—could this guy possibly be single?

"Hey, handsome, can I have your WeChat?" A fairly pretty girl approached Zhang Fan and asked softly.

Zhang Fan turned around, glanced at the girl, and slowly shook his head, "You won’t do, your chest is too small."

The girl’s face turned red, and she stomped her foot before running away immediately.

"Hahaha." Laughter rolled in waves.

Too small of a chest? Damn, this guy was too picky. She clearly had a C cup.

Zhang Fan was really helpless, his aesthetic standards had been completely raised by Ye Yanran and Ye Xuan. Although this girl could score a five, she really wasn’t his type.

"Hmph, you guys can forget about it." Zhang Xiaoyuan stood in front of Zhang Fan with her hands on her hips, her eyes filled with a threatening look.

"Oh, no wonder he’s not interested!" The gazes of a group of men fell on Zhang Xiaoyuan, and they immediately understood Zhang Fan’s earlier indirect rejection. She clearly wasn’t in the same league!

Liu Daquan, witnessing the jealousy and conflicts here, immediately called the police.

Xu Yan, just down the stairs, instantly received a call from the control center.

"Go to hell, Flying Dragon Street 203!" Xu Yan hung up the phone and drove off with his team.

Dammit, let whoever cares handle it.

"Kid, you smashed my shop, attempted to murder my son, and now you’ve injured me too, you better be ready to spend decades in jail." Liu Daquan’s eyes were bloodshot.

"Liu Daquan, why the hell are you running? Don’t you want to do business anymore?" Qiu Shaoqian was extremely annoyed.

That bastard Qiu Yixuan had offended the Ye Family, which was aggravating enough, but Liu Daquan, this damned fool, claimed he wanted to discuss a project worth tens of millions and then just ran off.

"Mr. Qiu, please wait, I still have some personal matters to handle," Liu Daquan yelled, enduring the pain in his fingers.

"Wait for your damn head." Qiu Shaoqian pushed through the crowd, and his expression changed the moment he saw Zhang Fan.

"Little brother, oh, what a coincidence to meet here! I was wrong earlier, five million was indeed too little. Here is ten million, the PIN is 666666, just a small token of appreciation, please accept it." Qiu Shaoqian was a bit nervous, fearing that Zhang Fan would snap the card again.

This was the Ye Family’s lifesaver. If he could speak on his behalf in the future, what was ten million worth?

Liu Daquan stood stiffly, little brother? Ten million? What in the world was going on?