The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City

Chapter 27: Go Eat Sh*t

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Between the robes, the snow-white skin was faintly visible. Zhang Fan felt that it was necessary for him to leave this place. Otherwise, when Ye Yanran regained her senses, he would have taken advantage of her, and he would definitely be in trouble.

She was not a gentle goddess but a fierce tigress with explosive combat power.

“I’ll go back first,” Zhang Fan said nervously, then quickly ran downstairs.

Ye Yanran stared blankly at Zhang Fan’s figure.

Am I really that scary?

After Zhang Fan left, Ye Yanran finally snapped out of it.

B*stard, b*stard! He not only looked but also touched. Ah, I’m going to kill him!

“Sister, are you really okay?” Ye Xuan grabbed Ye Yanran’s hand in disbelief and twisted it.

“You little brat, what are you doing?!” Ye Yanran glared at her, then remembered that Ye Xuan sat on top of her and helped that jerk take advantage of her. She gritted her teeth in anger, then stood up, grabbed Ye Xuan, and pushed her onto the sofa, ruthlessly tormenting her.

“Ah, Sister, what are you doing!” Ye Xuan screamed.

“You little brat, you aided in my humiliation, you conspired with that jerk to bully me…” Ye Yanran roared in anger.

As Zhang Fan ran out of Ye’s house, he took a deep breath. Today was quite enjoyable, but it also came with risks.

Furthermore, now that Ye Yanran had recovered, his ‘Monkey Steals Peach’ move would not work anymore. If she caught him, she would definitely turn him into minced meat. Just the thought of Ye Yanran’s legs wrapped around his neck made him feel anxious. He started to breathe heavily. He would be killed like this.

However, in the next moment, a mischievous smile appeared on his face.

Humming a tune, Zhang Fan walked in the direction of his home.

The sky was already dim, and it was past seven o’clock since he left school at three.

Zhang Fan jogged all the way and bought two roast ducks and two bottles of beer from a street stall. He planned to celebrate with his father tonight and toast to his newly changed life.

If it weren’t for the Flower Protection System, his situation would probably be like this: Wang Jing would have dumped him, he would have been knocked over by Liu Fei on the court, then streaked, and finally ridiculed by the entire school. As for Ye Xuan’s request for 500 points, he probably would not have achieved it in his lifetime.

Intelligence level 2, damn it. Just thinking about it made Zhang Fan angry. In the past, his intelligence level was not even a 5, no wonder his academic performance was so terrible. He was simply a complete loser.

Zhang Fan’s house was a bit remote and undeveloped. The buildings were not tall, mostly three-story buildings built by the residents themselves.

His house was a quadrangle courtyard, made of red bricks with blue tiles, and it was the only quadrangle courtyard in the city.

Although the house looked a bit rustic, Zhang Fan liked it very much.

There was a grape trellis, a fish tank, and an apricot tree that two people could embrace. When the apricots were ripe, they made your teeth ache from eating too many.

As soon as he reached the doorstep, Zhang Fan saw a car parked outside, a BMW!

Could it be that someone came to the house?

Zhang Fan pushed the door open and saw the last family he wanted to see in his entire life.

His uncle’s family.

“Oh, Zhang Fan is back,” his uncle called out to him even before Zhang Fan entered the house.

Zhang Fan sneered at Zhang Zhongliang and said, “Here again to ask for the house? Let me tell you, it’s not happening. When Grandpa passed away, everything was divided clearly. My father got a rundown house, and you and Second Uncle received one million each. You took away 600,000 all by yourself. If Second Uncle hadn’t given out 100,000the house would have collapsed long ago.”

An indescribable disgust filled Zhang Fan’s eyes.

When Grandpa passed away, he was only five years old. At that time, this place had not developed yet, and the rundown house was hardly worth 100,000. This jerk, relying on being the eldest, directly took away 600,000, claiming that he had spent a lot of money taking care of Second and Third Uncle. And what was the result? He left behind a rundown house and ran away with 400,000.

Second Uncle Zhang Yuanlin had established himself in the capital and naturally would not ask for a house. He took out 100,000 to renovate the house for his father. Without that 100,000, this courtyard would have been reduced to rubble long ago.

When their father was in the military and had an accident, his left hand was crippled. In those days, earning money mostly relied on physical labor, but with his left hand unable to exert force, he could only rely on carving wooden sculptures to make a living and support Zhang Fan.

However, Zhang Zhongliang somehow heard the news about demolition and came running to their house like a mosquito, buzzing around every three to five days, talking about sharing the compensation money. If it weren’t for their father blocking him, Zhang Fan would have kicked this f*cking shameless guy out long ago.

Even if there were to be a demolition, it had nothing to do with him.

“Zhang Fan, it seems you’ve become cocky now, daring to talk to your Second Uncle like this,” Aunt Qi Fang emerged from the kitchen at this moment, holding a kitchen knife in her left hand and a chicken in her right hand, apparently cooking.

Zhang Fan was stunned. How could she be cooking at their house? Did the sun rise in the west? Or had she become even more shameless?

“Hehe, Little Fan has returned,” Zhang Yuanlin walked out with a smile on his face.

“Second Uncle,” Zhang Fan looked at the man in the distance and could not help but laugh.

“Second Uncle, you didn’t come back for Chinese New Year, so why are you here now?” Zhang Fan was surprised.

Zhang Yuanlin, his Second Uncle, treated him like his own son, while Zhang Zhongliang was like a person from a different world. These two uncles were heaven and earth apart.

Zhang Yuanlin walked over with a smile, “During Chinese New Year, there were matters in the company that I couldn’t leave behind. But now that I have time, I came back, and this time, not only did I return, but your Second Aunt and Xiaoyuan also came back.”

Zhang Fan was taken aback. Second Aunt and Xiaoyuan both came back?

“Brother Fang,” a crisp voice sounded.

Zhang Fan quickly looked and saw Zhang Xiaoyuan standing by the door, with two shallow dimples appearing on her mouth, looking very lovely.

“Haven’t seen you in two years, and you’ve become even more beautiful,” Zhang Fan smiled.

Two years ago, when he last saw her, she was still chubby, with a face rounder than a pumpkin. Two years had passed, and she seemed like a completely different person.

She still had a bit of baby fat on her face, which looked extremely cute. Her short skirt reached her knees, and white stockings tightly wrapped around her elastic legs, giving her a pure and elegant appearance, just like a swan.

“Hmph.” Not far away, a stupid youth with dyed yellow hair was standing there, humming.

Zhang Hu, Zhang Zhongliang’s second son and Zhang Fan’s cousin.

“Hmph, what’s the matter? Take your hands off me,” Zhang Fan looked at him meddling with the orchids, and shouted.

“I won’t,” Zhang Hu grabbed the orchids with his right hand and directly pulled out the roots. Then he provocatively looked at Zhang Fan and said, “What are you gonna do?”

F*ck!

Zhang Fan put the beer and roast duck he was holding aside on a stone table and rushed towards Zhang Hu.

The orchid was his father’s favorite flower.

“A useless guy who can’t even score 300 in exams dares to shout in front of me. It’s just a pot of worthless flowers, trash.”

As soon as Zhang Hu finished speaking, Zhang Fan was already in front of him. A pot of flowers? F*ck you, go eat shit.

Zhang Fan raised his leg and kicked Zhang Hu in the stomach.