The Strongest Face-S Chapter 1292: Did You Really Think I’m Made of Clay? (Triple

Chapter 1292: Chapter 1292: Did You Really Think I’m Made of Clay? (Triple Strike)

"Hahaha, sis-in-law’s words are truly profound."

"Fan, eat less, if you really grow as fat as a pig in the future, you’re done for."

"Gaining weight ruins everything, Fan! Don’t lose hope!"

He Yang and the group burst into laughter, doubling over.

However, at this mont, Ye Xuan widened her eyes: "Do you all have a death wish? Who’s the sis-in-law? Hmm?"

With a face frosty enough to send He Yang’s group backing off quickly.

"That depends on Fan."

"Yeah, it’s got nothing to do with us."

The group quickly passed the buck.

Instantly, Ye Xuan reached out and pinched Zhang Fan’s waist: "Tell , who’s the boss?"

"Ye Zi, how dare you bully Fan! I won’t forgive you," Zhang Xiaoyuan’s hand directly went into Ye Xuan’s armpit, tickling her.

"You little girl, you planning a rebellion?" Ye Xuan also fought back.

Watching this scene, Zhuang Bi was at max anger value!

Sis-in-law, second sis-in-law?

Damn!

"Get out of the car!" Zhuang Bi shouted angrily, opening the car door, his face grim and cold!

Just at this mont, twenty suited bodyguards stood uniformly beside Zhuang Bi.

At this mont, people coming and going on the street quickly backed away.

And Zhang Fan imdiately turned sideways, looking at Zhuang Bi with mockery: "Stop ssing around, the big shot bringing us spending money is here."

At this ti, Gao Qi and He Yang’s group looked towards Zhuang Bi.

Seeing the burly and extrely daunting Zhuang Bi behind him, they sneered.

"Heh, Zhuang Bi, you don’t look like you’re here to repay money, do you?" Gao Qi sneered.

"Still daring to bring people looking for trouble with Fan, really clueless." The others sneered as well.

Twenty people?

Not even enough for Zhang Fan to handle with one hand, right?

As mbers of the face-slapping group, they knew how terrifying Zhang Fan’s combat power was.

From S City all the way to the Capital City, Zhang Fan could take on a hundred by himself without pressure, twenty people, really look down on him.

And the only one who didn’t know Zhang Fan’s terrifying combat power, Han Ju, was terrified: "Zhang Fan, call the police."

Upon hearing this, the face-slapping group mbers imdiately looked at Han Ju: "Newcor?"

"???"

Han Ju was utterly confused.

What newcor?

"New folks, just watch, don’t talk, does Fan need your guidance?" soone laughed.

At this ti, He Yang placed a hand on Han Ju’s shoulder.

"Just watch, Zhang Fan is strongest at fighting."

"???"

Han Ju remained bewildered.

Could slender Zhang Fan really beat those professional bodyguards opposite?

At this mont, Zhuang Bi sneered: "Heh, beating two Taekwondo black belts isn’t sothing impressive, just so you know, the bodyguards I brought this ti were soldiers abroad, easily taking on several Taekwondo black belt trash."

"Heh, rcenaries from abroad?"

Zhang Fan scoffed, then walked towards Zhuang Bi!

"Then I must see for myself, don’t waste any ti, co at

all together, otherwise, you have no chance at all!"

Hearing this, Zhuang Bi was infuriated.

"Brat, you still want to show off now? Alright, I’ll grant you!" Zhuang Bi sneered, then pointed at Zhang Fan: "All of you, go make him brain-dead."

When recruiting these people, he was on site.

He knew exactly how strong they were.

The reason he brought so many was to show off in front of Ye Xuan.

Wasn’t to deal with Zhang Fan.

Otherwise, two would be enough.

"Heh, why need everyone, just a re battle-five scum. Settled in a second." A man stepped out, cracking his knuckles, and rushed towards Zhang Fan.

With a great montum, extrely intimidating.

However, in the next instant, as Zhang Fan looked at the incoming figure, he shook his head: "Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance."

At that mont, Zhang Fan’s hand swatted at the man, like swatting a mosquito.

Seeing Zhang Fan’s relaxed stance, the man’s lips curled into a cold smile: "Asking for death."

At the sa ti, the man’s right hand ford a chop, striking towards Zhang Fan’s palm.

Dare to fight him?

Then don’t think about keeping your hand.

"Heh!" Zhang Fan smirked coldly, using his left hand to rub his temple.

"It’s really a headache, being underestimated really kind of hurts."

At this mont, the palm Zhang Fan swung suddenly solidified in the air.

Transforming palm into a claw, lightly swinging, he grabbed the man’s hand with a charming smile: "Trying to break my hand?"

At that instant, the man’s eyes suddenly widened.

His full-force strike was completely blocked?

Moreover, this kid in front, his hand didn’t even shake?

"Can you?"

A cold voice rang out, Zhang Fan’s right hand suddenly clenched.

All his strength suddenly erupted.

In that instant, a crisp sound exploded sharply.

"Crack!"

In that instant, a heartrending scream suddenly rang out!

"Ah!"

Hearing this sound, Zhuang Bi’s side’s gaze abruptly contracted.

A chill rushed to their heads directly.

To know, they ca from the sa place.

They knew exactly what strength those around them had.

With a casual pinch, broke a hand?

Hell, even their forr instructor didn’t have such strength.

"Gulp, gulp!"

The sound of swallowing saliva constantly arose.

Their backs, at this mont, were completely drenched.

Imnse fear grew in their hearts.

"Young Master, let’s leave quickly. That kid, we really can’t ss with him!" Soone beside Zhuang Bi hurriedly said.

His voice, trembling.

"What?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Bi widened his eyes, staring at that person incredulously.

After a mont, his face turned extrely gloomy.

"Are you joking with ? I called you here to humiliate myself? What bullshit behavior? Broke a hand with just a squeeze? You really think I’m a three-year-old kid?

Really think I’m blind?"

Zhuang Bi was truly furious to the extre.

To know, this was in front of Ye Xuan.

These bastards, actually said this kid wasn’t soone to ss with?

Who is Zhuang Bi? What status?

Just this hillbilly, why couldn’t he ss with him?

"No no no, Young Master Zhuang, you’re not just blind but also brainless. Since you owe money and don’t repay, yet bring bodyguards to confront , now, I want to dedicate a song to you.

It’s called ’Fallen’!"

Zhang Fan released the hand, grinning, the next mont, he turned into a shadow, darting directly at Zhuang Bi.

Ten ters of distance, covered in almost an instant.

Zhuang Bi only felt a breeze, then another feeling like his chest was hit by a car, flying backwards into the rcedes behind him.

Suddenly, a violent sound exploded sharply.

The rcedes Zhuang Bi crashed into, its door deeply dented.

"Really think I’m made of mud?"

An intense killing aura spread from Zhang Fan.