192: Chapter 192: Where Are the People?
(Tenth Update!) 192: Chapter 192: Where Are the People?
(Tenth Update!) “Damn it, are you telling me I’m scared of you?”
“Shit, someone’s bullying our Speedy Gang, where’s our brothers at?”
Seeing that his opponent was bigger than him, the man immediately started yelling.
“Fuck, you dare to bully our Speedy Gang, brothers, let’s go!”
Suddenly, a group of people rushed over.
“Fuck’s sake, you idiots, bullying us—hey, our…
Fan, what’s our fan club called again?” someone turned to ask Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan’s face suddenly stiffened: “Uh?
The fan club’s name?”
“Face-Slapping Gang, I guess.” Zhang Fan suddenly smirked wickedly and blurted out a name.
“Face-Slapping Gang?”
“That name is so Fan.
Aren’t you on the path of slapping faces right now, Fan?
To celebrate the birth of our Face-Slapping Gang, let’s fire off ten rockets.”
“I’m also firing a rocket, Fan is mighty, Face-Slapping Gang is mighty.”
Yang Haochen’s live stream room immediately exploded.
“Hahaha, Speedy Gang, right?
Stretch your face over here, damn it, you thought our Face-Slapping Gang has no people, huh.”
One person roared, and instantly, more than forty people stood out, looking at Speedy Gang’s group with hostile eyes.
“Looks like you didn’t get hit hard enough last time, brothers, let’s go for another round today.”
“GOGO, palms are ready, ready to slap faces at any moment.”
“Bro, wait for me, damn it, got stuck in traffic.”
“Fucking idiot, weren’t you notified earlier?
You’re just arriving now, are you really one of the Face-Slapping Gang?”
“Bro, I left work to come here, damn it, I’ve already driven forty kilometers.”
When Speedy Gang’s members saw Zhang Fan, their faces changed instantly.
Damn it, it’s these guys.
Shit, they still remember what happened last month, fuck, what’s there to fight about.
“Heh, weren’t you acting all arrogant just now?
Hey you, come here, what did you just say?” one person pointed at the guy who had started the commotion and said.
“Ah, I didn’t say anything, the weather’s nice today, I’m going to have a smoke to calm down.”
“Hahaha, a bunch of cowards.”
Zhang Fan chuckled: “Thanks, brothers, for the hard work.
Come on, let’s go slap some faces.”
With that, Zhang Fan walked into the provincial sports center.
It has to be said, the area of the provincial sports center is very large, almost comparable to a stadium.
“Hello, big sis, second sis.”
A path cleared, and everyone started greeting Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan at the same time.
An extremely anxious Dong Jian saw Zhang Fan and immediately ran over.
“How come you’re just now getting here, hurry up and come change clothes with me,” Dong Jian said.
Zhang Fan shook his head: “Change clothes?
Numerous veins throbbed on Dong Jian’s forehead.
Big man, can you even compete in the event later wearing that outfit?
Can’t you be a bit more serious?
Everyone’s been waiting just for you, you sure think highly of yourself.” Jiang Xiaoyang said with a cold gaze, his voice laden with boundless anger.
If looks could kill, he would have torn Zhang Fan to pieces.
Damn it, they had been there since seven in the morning, but now it’s almost ten o’clock, they’ve been almost waiting for three hours.
Afterward, Jiang Xiaoyang waved his hand, and Qin Le immediately ran over, his eyes also brimming with endless hatred.
It had taken ten full days for his face, which Zhang Fan had left looking like a pig’s head, to heal.
Because Jiang Xiaoyang’s ribs were broken, he had to deal with all sorts of tasks in the team, and just thinking about the strange looks and snickers from countless people made him wish he could find a hole to crawl into.
All of this was because of Zhang Fan.
“Call the reporters out, today, I must make sure he makes the news,” Jiang Xiaoyang said in a low voice, and Qin Le immediately ran off.
“Reporters?” Zhang Fan’s lips curved into a cold smile.
It seemed Jiang Xiaoyang really hated him, to go to the lengths of involving reporters.
If he indeed lost the match, heaven knows how Jiang Xiaoyang would smear his name.
But well, could he even lose?
This month of training had been intense; even without the Butterfly Dance Step, he was confident he could crush these guys.
Dong Jian’s eyelids twitched.
He had initially thought that if Zhang Fan followed his training plan, he wouldn’t lose to Jiang Xiaoyang, but Zhang Fan had totally ignored him.
How the hell were they supposed to compete now?
A whole month, ah, Lightspeed was in full preparation.
And look at this lord here, who doesn’t even want to change his clothes.
“Let’s warm up first!” Dong Jian suggested.
Zhang Fan shook his head: “No need, I’ll just take a stroll first.
It’s my first time at the Provincial Sports Center.”
With that, Zhang Fan, along with Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan, walked inside.
At that moment, Dong Jian felt the urge to commit murder.
Bloody hell, is this a competition or a date?
Dong Jian was a mix of emotions.
He had once thought he had discovered a gem, but after all the twists and turns, he was worn out.
Forget it, after all, this dude didn’t lack money.
Dong Jian decided to act as if Zhang Fan had never been part of his team and went to check on the other teammates who were already warming up.
“Coach, where’s Zhang Fan?” the training athletes asked Dong Jian as he approached.
Anger was written on their faces.
In all their time at the Provincial Sports Center, they had never encountered someone so arrogant, someone who didn’t even attend training.
What use was there in keeping such a person on the team?
“Don’t worry about it, just focus on your performance later,” Dong Jian said, his face a portrait of worry.
Well, let’s just treat today as a warm-up for the Provincial Games.
Meanwhile, at Jiang Xiaoyang’s side, Qin Le was looking all over for five or six reporters.
Where’s Zhang Fan?” Jiang Xiaoyang roared, damn it, the guy had vanished in the blink of an eye.
“See how arrogant this kid is?
He’s about to compete, and he’s nowhere to be found.
Look at the other athletes, each one is warming up ready for battle.
What right does a person have to stay at the Provincial Sports Center?
It’s all because Ye Jingtian is his relative,” Jiang Xiaoyang exaggerated to the reporters.
“Coach Jiang, do you know what the relationship between Zhang Fan and Ye Jingtian is?” the reporters, with their sharp eyes, asked immediately.
They had come because of Ye Jingtian.
As the most mysterious real estate tycoon, many were eager to know about Jingtian’s background, but they’d had nowhere to start.
Now that they’d caught wind of a previously unknown related individual, they wouldn’t easily let go.
In the spectator stands, more than a thousand people were getting restless.
Damn it, wasn’t it supposed to be a match?
What time was it already?
The athletes on the track had warmed up several times by now.
There’s nothing bloody interesting to watch.
“Jiang Xiaoyang, start the match already, I’ve been sitting here for two hours, if it doesn’t start soon, I’m leaving,” someone shouted.
Immediately, others joined in the commotion.
Among these people, some were brought in by Jiang Xiaoyang, and others were there to see what the fuss was about after hearing the news.
Jiang Xiaoyang was also seething with rage, damn it, where was the man?
“Dong Jian, where is Zhang Fan?”