The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City

Chapter 1913: I Know... (Second Update)

The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City

Chapter 1913: I Know... (Second Update)

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Chapter 1913: Chapter 1913: I Know... (Second Update)

At this moment, at the Golden Dragon Base, from the elders to ordinary staff, everyone wanted to say MMP!

With such terrifying combat power, what kind of Golden Dragon is this?

Isn’t this just here to stab them in the heart?

Think about it!

Decades of hard work, and what do we get? A Fierce Dragon shows up!

It’s like playing a game, and suddenly, among a bunch of bronze players, appears the strongest king. What crap is this.

So at this moment, everyone had one thought in mind!

Zhang Fan, this guy, better not come back.

You’re so awesome, go play at the Dragon Hall!

Please don’t play with us rookies, or we’ll start cursing!

But the next moment, a bunch of people really started cursing.

Because Zhang Fan, this guy, was squatting on the ground, looting bodies...

"Yo, this weapon is pretty good quality, matches custom weapons." Zhang Fan said, playing with a dagger.

Meanwhile, he turned around and shouted to Li Yu and the others: "What are you standing there for? Clean up the battlefield, it’s all money!"

Hearing this, Li Yu, Lin Feng and the others rushed towards the bodies on the ground like a gust of wind.

"Cough cough, Brother Fan, what about us..." Che Hou jumped down from the tree, sprinting to Zhang Fan’s side, his eyes blazing.

They were broke beyond belief.

Custom weapons, heh, twenty Dragon Crystals!

Even if they couldn’t use them, selling them would fetch a good fortune.

"The elixirs are yours, but not the weapons!" Zhang Fan said.

He had already looted the bodies, and the only thing worth anything on them was the weapons.

Even Poison Spider’s crew was the same!

As for the elixirs, to be honest, he really didn’t care for them.

Even the healing pills he refined before were far less effective, let alone now he had an improved healing elixir recipe.

And as for weapons, a custom weapon is hundreds of times more valuable than a healing pill.

Moreover, giving Li Yu and the others an extra weapon was not bad.

Even if they couldn’t use them, selling them would fetch a good price.

So, touching the weapons meant getting beat up directly!

Hearing Zhang Fan’s words, Che Hou and his group got excited.

Although they couldn’t get weapons, getting elixirs was delightful!

There must be a lot of stock on these Bright Force bigwigs.

And those genetic warriors of the Poison Spider, hehe, the fastest hands win!

In that instant, Che Hou and his group rushed out with eyes gleaming green!

Remember, there were only seventy to eighty of them!

This meant that each person could loot several bodies at least!

"We’re rich, we’re rich!"

Their joyous voices echoed without end!

Soon, cries of surprise exploded!

"Hahaha, I found a bottle of healing pills, a full bottle, hahaha, twenty pills, we’re rich!"

"Hell, I only found five! Next, next!"

"Wow, two bottles, damn, these people from Japan, they’re rich!"

"Damn, you’re a dog, two bottles? Bring your head over here!"

Angry shouts followed closely.

A group’s resentment towards the lucky ones was deep and abiding!

Meanwhile, at the Golden Dragon Base, countless people were gnashing their teeth!

"CNM, you bunch of dogs! Put down my elixirs!"

"Why harm me? Did I blow up your house?"

"Dogs, a bunch of dogs, I’m unsubscribing!"

System prompt: ’I’m a God’ has been kicked from the group!

"??? Anyone else want to unsubscribe? Stand up!"

The administrator’s roar left countless people silent as cicadas in winter!

At the same time, countless people were complaining internally!

All permission dogs should die!

"Forget it, forget it, let’s sleep, if it goes on like this, I’ll be pissed to death today! My elixirs!"

"Wait for me, are you going for chicken dinner?"

"Scram, I’m having duck!"

"??? Are you an idiot?"

"? You wanna fight?"

"Wow, want to fight, count me in!"

"Hehe, damned slave master!"

"??? What are you talking about, why don’t I understand a single thing?"

"Sleeping, sleeping!"

At this moment, many chose to turn off Dragon Xun!

If it continues to be this stimulating, they would really go crazy!

Two bottles of elixirs!

One bottle twenty pills, two bottles four Dragon Crystals!

This is all money damn it!

If you can’t provoke me, I can at least avoid you!

Meanwhile, many resisted the urge to cut people, squinting slightly, continuing to watch.

Because this was merely the beginning!

The teams from other countries killed by Zhang Fan, as live-stream spectators, there was a strange sense of participation!

Ten minutes passed, in front of Zhang Fan was a pile of weapons!

Daggers, short swords, military daggers, flying knives...

All sorts of weapons were there!

Che Hou’s group, just by collecting pills, had bountiful harvests, and these people were all taken out by Zhang Fan, they were merely onlookers.

Which meant, they were essentially picking up money.

Thus, everyone honestly placed the weapons in front of Zhang Fan.

Don’t forget to honor those who helped you while drinking water!

Looking at the flying knives, Zhang Fan gladly accepted.

This thing, even if it wasn’t custom-grade, was better than a coin in any case!

As for the others, Zhang Fan activated genetic transformation, then held the handle in one hand, pinching the point with the other, and soon, the weapons deformed in his hands.

For those that didn’t deform, Zhang Fan tossed them to Li Yu.

Two minutes later, in front of Li Yu, there were only fifteen weapons!

For this, Zhang Fan was rather disappointed.

"A bunch of paupers! After all this effort, it’s for nothing!" Zhang Fan was very annoyed!

"Hehe!" Che Hou and his group sneered continuously.

Bro, you think everyone is like you?

Custom weapons are rare, okay?

Even Bright Force level people might not have them, okay?

You, a wealthy-to-the-heavens kind of beast, shut up please, respect our feelings, alright?

"But, Brother Fan, after you killed these people, how will you explain when Ernes and the bigwigs come over?" Che Hou asked.

For Zhang Fan, his title unknowingly changed from Zhang Fan to Brother Fan.

Zhang Fan shrugged with a mischievous smile: "How should I know who did it, please, I’m just a little trash who just entered the Dark Force level!

Student Che, food can be eaten indiscriminately, but some things shouldn’t be said carelessly."

In an instant, Che Hou and his group, as well as the crowd watching the livestream at Golden Dragon Base, all went black-faced.

Just entered Dark Force level trash?

Hehehe!

How about Dark Force level? Did you provoke him?

Did we trash eat your family’s bread?

And where’s your damn face?

You, just entered Dark Force level trash?

Hehe, then aren’t we trash among trash?

Feeling the atmosphere wasn’t right, Zhang Fan stood up, patting Che Hou’s shoulder.

"Student Che, it’s not that I’m singling you out, I just wanted to say..."

Before he finished, Che Hou nodded, "I know... we’re all trash!"

(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to all the doggies! Wishing all brothers a beautiful companion to enjoy the moon, fine wine and food to celebrate the spring breeze! Emmmm, as for the single ladies, feel free to contact me!)

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