160: Chapter 160: Fan Club?
160: Chapter 160: Fan Club?
Zhang Fan didn’t understand, it was just Da Hong Pao tea, was it worth such a fuss?
However, at this very moment, Yang Haochen’s livestream room had exploded.
“Holy shit, Da Hong Pao tea that’s over a decade old?
Damn, damn, damn, Zhang Fan bro is actually a tycoon.”
“You know about Da Hong Pao tea?”
“Eat your ass, someone who knows please enlighten us.”
“Not all Da Hong Pao tea is called Da Hong Pao, only the ones from the mother trees on Wuyi Mountain can be deemed the authentic Da Hong Pao.
In the past, this was the Emperor’s tea, and even now, a gram of Da Hong Pao from the mother trees is worth many times more than gold.
Da Hong Pao that’s over a decade old, probably costs millions per gram.”
“It seems like baby is not worthy of Zhang Fan…”
“Girl, don’t cry, come to me.”
“Scram, even if I were to be raped, your turn would never come!”
“The brother upstairs is definitely toast!”
Gao Yuan’s face was extremely flushed; right now, he felt like his steps were floating.
To drink a sip of Da Hong Pao tea that’s over a decade old would be worth dying for.
At the stairwell, Ouyang Feng was impatiently waiting for the phone to ring.
“Old man, pick up the phone!” Ouyang Feng had called several times, yet no one answered.
Keep going, keep going, keep going!
Finally, on his tenth try, a voice came through on the other end of the phone.
“Young Feng, what’s up?
Your grandpa is still taking a walk.”
“Grandpa, stop your walk!
I’ve found Da Hong Pao tea that’s over a decade old, come to the provincial hospital ASAP,” Ouyang Feng hurriedly said.
Da Hong Pao over a decade old?
Are you pulling my leg?
I’m telling you, lying will get you a beating from your old man,” the urgency in the voice on the phone was palpable.
“It’s true, Uncle Ye Jingtian also said so, please hurry over,” Ouyang Feng insisted.
“Wait for me, I’ll be right there.”
After hanging up, Ouyang Feng saw Zhang Fan and his group at the elevator entrance and immediately ran over.
“Captain, where are you off to?” Zhong Tianchen and the others yelled.
“Never mind me, you guys go back first,” Ouyang Feng said without looking back as he ran off.
Right when Zhang Fan was going downstairs, a roar erupted.
“Damn it, it’s this guy, he’s the one who hit our ‘Speed of Light’ guys,” a melodramatic teenager screamed furiously.
“Shit, it’s him, motherf*cker, where’s the brick?
Go, beat this bastard to death, daring to hit our idol, damn it.”
“Finally, we’ve got our people here, let’s crush him.”
The roar rose and fell and immediately filled the provincial hospital.
In an instant, nearly a hundred people surrounded Zhang Fan, with an imposing and extremely exaggerated manner.
On the fourth floor, Jiang Xiaoyang was struggling to peer over the balcony, a cruel smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
“Dare to hit our guys, wait to be mobbed by the fans.”
Suddenly, the hospital security guards wet themselves in fear.
Holy shit, what’s happening?
Why are there so many people?
What’s this, a fight?
“Damn it, call the police, quickly!” someone shouted.
In no time, the whole provincial hospital was in panic.
Zhang Fan looked at the dense crowd in front of him, feeling a tingling sensation on his back, but immediately his eyes flashed with a cold light.
Damn, the ‘Speed of Light’ people caused this?
Shit, these sons of bitches, I should have broken every single one of them.
Zhang Dongyang bent down and pulled out two military daggers from his legs, his fingers trembling; in an instant, the daggers disappeared into his sleeves.
Catching this, Ouyang Feng’s gaze sharpened as he saw the scene, and his eyes bulged.
Holy shit, what’s Zhang Fan’s dad into?
Carrying military daggers all the time?
Ouyang Feng only felt a chill on his back, this was a military dagger, a slight disagreement could lead to death.
However, at this moment, Yang Haochen’s live streaming room completely exploded.
“Fuck, these bastards, daring to confront Zhang Fan, brothers nearby S city, hold on, I’m coming over right now, wait for me an hour, I’m driving there.”
“Wait for your balls, I’ve already gotten out of the car, I’m looking for a brick.”
“Damn it, is there anyone at the provincial hospital?
Come out, fuck, why are you being cowards!”
“Where is the fan club of Face-slapping Zhang?”
The group of people who were waiting for the elevator at the elevator door saw the screen in the live streaming room and immediately became furious, they ran straight towards the staircase.
Damn it, do you think we fans are anti-fans!
The sound of more than forty people running was like thunder.
The hospital staff felt like the building was about to shake.
Fuck, what’s happening?
“Zhang Fan, come out, how dare you hit our idol, I’m going to fight you to the death.”
“Hmph, dare to bully ‘Lightspeed’s’ people, this time I will definitely make you understand why the flowers are so red.”
The fans of ‘Lightspeed’ were filled with formidable and high-spirited energy.
“Fuck, streamer, what the hell are you doing standing there, go for it.”
“Damn, I’m so pissed, if I wasn’t rushing over, I’d definitely let these brain-dead fans know what I’m capable of.”
“Brothers, hold on, we’re thirty seconds away from the battlefield, brothers nearby, let me tell you, the tree to the right of the hospital entrance is very fragile, it breaks with a snap.”
“Fuck, I was still looking for a weapon, thanks for the tip bro, I’m on my way.”
A massive crowd kept swarming towards the provincial hospital.
We ‘Lightspeed’ group have so many people, hmph, this time, if Zhang Fan doesn’t apologize on his knees, I will definitely make a move.”
“Yo, where did these brothers find those sticks?
How come I didn’t see them?”
At this moment, more than twenty people had climbed up the tree to the right of the hospital entrance, forcefully breaking off branches.
“Hey, brother, I’m one of Zhang Fan’s brain-dead fans, give me one.”
Someone shouted from under the tree.
Suddenly, more than ten branches fell down.
“Brothers, I’ll go cheer for Zhang Fan first.”
With that, another twenty or so people holding branches surrounded them.
“Motherfucker, what are those ‘Lightspeed’ bastards doing, Jiang Xiaoyang, get the hell out here.” Xiong Lin roared with fury to the heavens.
Jiang Xiaoyang, leaning on the balcony, gave a cold smile, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, his face twisted with a fierce look.
“Dare to hit ‘Lightspeed’s’ people, you have to pay the price.”
“Zhang Fan, come out and apologize.”
“Zhang Fan, apologize on your knees!”
Zhang Fan, hearing these voices, grew angrier and angrier.
Damn it, where did these morons come from.
Just then, the group of people carrying tree branches rushed over and raised their hands to smash those who were roaring.
“CNM, we are the fan club of Zhang Fan, you kneel down?
You kneel down for me first.”
“Head fan of Face-slapping Zhang reporting in.”
“Brain-dead fan of Face-slapping Zhang reporting in, long live Demacia.”
“Live by the sword, die by the sword!”
“Death is like the wind!”
“The resolve to charge into battle, with death but no retreat!”
Zhang Fan was dumbfounded!
Fuck, since when did he have so many fans?