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The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City

Chapter 1980: Birthday Gift
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Chapter 1980: Chapter 1980: Birthday Gift

Zhang Fan is furious!

Oh my, this is simply treating people like dirt.

Especially the last sentence from Lei Shan!

You’re still too young!

Blame me for being young?

If I weren’t young, how would I know I’d run into so many scumbags?

Zhou Zibo, huh!

Grudge +1!

Our business can be settled later!

Of course, the word ’later’ here is clearly not a verb.

At this moment, Zhang Fan trembles all over.

A wave of intense pain strikes again.

However, this pain only lasts for a moment.

Next, Zhang Fan suddenly feels a sense of clarity within his body.

Simultaneously, the severe pain on his body quickly disappears.

Zhang Fan can even feel a warm current flowing within him.

This feeling is quite wonderful.

"Did it work?" Zhang Fan whispers.

Next, Zhang Fan sits on the ground cross-legged and silently operates the "Thousand Refinement"!

Soon, Zhang Fan feels his inner strength rapidly circulating within his body.

But then, a prickling pain emerges again.

However, compared to before, it’s a thousand times better.

Still, it’s somewhat uncomfortable.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Fan suddenly opens his eyes.

A breath of foul air is expelled from his mouth.

At this moment, Zhang Fan can feel that his inner strength seems to have grown slightly.

Although his body is a bit sore, it’s clear that he feels a bit stronger.

At this moment, Zhang Fan also starts to laugh.

The unpleasantness from before is also swept away.

Inner strength growth and physical enhancement both at the same time, what could be more satisfying?

"Ding ding ding!"

Before Zhang Fan can savor the experience, a knock on the door is heard.

"Fan, it’s six o’clock, get up, quickly, the birthday party is about to start, it takes us half an hour to get there." Ouyang Feng pounds on the door.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan suddenly gets up and takes out two Healing Pills, popping them into his mouth.

Spiritual Value, better save it if you can.

After all, earning Spiritual Value is harder than before.

Anger Value is totally different from pulling aggro like before.

If there’s an emergency, even an extra ten thousand Spiritual Value marks another chance at the lottery draw.

At this moment, Zhang Fan feels he’s back to his old poor days again.

Spiritual Value can’t cover expenses.

And just as Zhang Fan opens the door, a shout suddenly rings out.

"What the f*ck!"

Ouyang Feng looks at Zhang Fan’s blood-red outfit, utterly horrified.

"Fan, what have you done? How did you end up like this?" Ouyang Feng immediately looks Zhang Fan over.

Those thick blood scabs, if one isn’t an idiot, they can tell it’s blood.

Sleeping could leave you covered in blood?

Were you sleepwalking and fighting yourself?

"Huh?" Zhang Fan is stunned, and the next moment, he also notices the bloodstains on his body.

"Oh, it’s nothing, just did a bit of acupuncture on myself, released some blood toxins." Zhang Fan says.

After all, Ouyang Feng knows of his medical skill.

With this excuse, Ouyang Feng won’t think much of it.

Indeed, Ouyang Feng lets out a sigh of relief: "Take it easy, don’t break yourself. After all, doctors can’t cure themselves."

Zhang Fan rolls his eyes: "Please, my medical skill is as high as a fifty-story building.

By the way, get me a set of clothes, I’ll wash up and we’ll leave immediately."

There are quite a few clothes in the warehouse, but he came empty-handed.

Later, if he showers and Ouyang the tycoon sees him changed into new clothes, haha, wouldn’t that be a self-exposure.

"OK! But my clothes may be a bit large for you!" Ouyang Feng says.

Ouyang Feng’s build is a lot more burly than Zhang Fan’s.

Ouyang Feng plays basketball, he’s all muscle.

While Zhang Fan, despite being able to eat dozens of wild boars, is still somewhat skinny compared to Ouyang Feng’s build.

"I’m not visiting my girlfriend’s parent’s place, why would I fuss?" Zhang Fan says as he runs towards the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, Ouyang Feng and Zhang Fan speed downstairs.

Lykan Hypersport!

Ugly Eight!

The extreme coolness and extreme ugliness of the two cars give people a very strong sense of contrast.

Especially since the Ugly Eight has no windshield.

It looks even more bizarre.

It’s simply the difference between a tycoon and a beggar!

Yet, Ouyang Feng’s Lykan Hypersport isn’t as valuable as the four wheels on the Ugly Eight.

This is so embarrassing.

You should know, the Ugly Eight’s cost is nine hundred million!

Only the cost!

"Vroom vroom vroom!"

The sports car’s engine attracts the attention of countless people on the street!

Upon seeing the Lykan Hypersport, countless people start to scream.

It’s fair to say the Lykan Hypersport is definitely one of the world’s top supercars!

However, these voices make Ouyang Feng feel like burying his head in the sand.

Compared to Zhang Fan’s Ugly Eight, what’s it worth?

"Xiao Fan, where are you now? Is buying a gift that difficult? Don’t tell me you didn’t buy one? If you dare come without a gift, see if I don’t twist your ear!"

The call, naturally, is from his mom.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan feels like he just swallowed a fly.

To buy a gift for Ye Yanran that tigress?

Is it worth it?

But the next moment, Zhang Fan stops the car.

Mom’s words are like imperial decrees.

"Fan, what’s wrong?" Ouyang Feng gets out of the car, looking at the perplexed Zhang Fan.

"Gift! Gift! The Empress has decreed, go without a gift, and she’ll pummel me. What can I do, I’m quite desperate too." Zhang Fan sighs.

"What the hell, you should’ve said earlier, just take something from my place." Ouyang Feng rolls his eyes.

"Hehe, so you’re saying, you brought a gift?" Zhang Fan squints, with a mischievous look.

"Get lost, don’t even think about it, I’m the Ouyang family heir, got it? If I go to a birthday party without a gift, my grandpa will kill me." Ouyang Feng says, stepping on the gas.

"I’m heading off first, take your time." Ouyang Feng says as he bolts away.

He knows Zhang Fan’s habits.

If Zhang Fan wants his gift, he can only watch.

So, first-run as a courtesy!

"Not dependable." Zhang Fan grits his teeth.

Then Zhang Fan goes mad!

Right now, where can I find a gift?

The warehouse is mostly filled with Elixirs.

Emmmm, and Spirit Stones!

Healing Pill! Body Tempering Pill! Useful for Ye Yanran?

Spirit Stone...

That’s too shocking.

These are things even Gang Qi experts envy.

Gift them to Ye Yanran, it might bring trouble.

Soon, Zhang Fan’s eyes suddenly light up.

Cake shop?

Hmm, this could work.

"Sir, may I ask what kind of cake you’d like to order?" the shop assistant asks.

"Just grab any one." Zhang Fan says.

"Sorry, the cakes here are all made to order." the assistant says.

???

Zhang Fan’s face darkens.

But soon after, Zhang Fan grins mischievously: "Do you have cake boxes?"

"Ah? Cake boxes?" The assistant is dumbfounded.

Zhang Fan pulls out several red notes and hands them to the assistant: "All I need is the cake box, oh, and a pen."

"Oh!" The assistant turns and goes to fetch the cake box.

Seven hundred big bucks!

Just for a cake box, making a killing.

Only a fool would refuse.

However, the assistant is very curious, what’s the use of buying a cake box without a cake?

But when he hands the pen and cake box to Zhang Fan, his eyes widen.

Because at this moment, Zhang Fan uses the pen to write a line in the box.

"Aren’t you all grown up yet eating cake? Don’t you have any self-awareness!"

The assistant is shocked!

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