The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City
Chapter 1833: Where’s the Knife? Where’s the Knife? (Third Update)
I’ve had enough of your nonsense!
Are you a damn food bucket?
"Come on, come on, I’m not eating today; I want to see how much you can eat!" Che Hou crossed his arms over his chest and stared at Zhang Fan.
"No, I’d rather go find something to eat! I’m really afraid of Zhang Fan." Zhou Jie turned around and bolted to the Italian team’s food stand, grabbing a freshly cooked dish and returning.
Watching Zhou Jie’s madness, countless people on the Huaxia team also swallowed hard!
Indeed, can this guy Zhang Fan be measured by normal standards?
No way.
Zhan Yuan is the best cautionary tale.
That Thunder Department Elder, didn’t come to participate in this overseas battlefield because he didn’t believe in evil and got whacked by Zhang Fan.
In an instant, all the food stands were surrounded by a group of people led by Che Hou.
Watching this scene, the other national teams started to mock directly.
"Ha ha, what a bunch of food buckets, fighting over food, what a joke!"
"Ha, no manners at all!"
Hearing this, Che Hou’s group was also angry.
Food buckets?
What a joke?
No manners?
Alright, damn it, you’ve got yourself into big trouble today, let me tell you!
Ha ha, I just want to see where your manners are in a few hours.
They believe this group of people is the same as them now.
All hungry, what are they pretending for!
Plus, just watching Zhang Fan eat for this half hour is enough for their stomachs to start rebelling.
Hunger, one of the most uncomfortable things in the world.
Plus, Zhang Fan doesn’t care at all, he’s shameless, why should they care about face.
Can face solve the hunger problem?
No!
Plus, the food here, every portion, is pitifully small.
Just a tiny bit!
Ordinary people, even children, can eat seven or eight portions.
For people at their skill level, to be full, they need at least dozens of plates!
Given the current cooking speed, heh heh!
The hundreds of people in the Huaxia team could keep eating for five or six hours with no problem.
Furthermore, in this five or six hours, almost enough to digest it too.
Eat another dozen or twenty plates, easily extending the time by a few hours, happily!
If I don’t starve you bunch of bastards to death, I’ll write my name backwards.
An hour passed in no time.
Yet, the queue at the food stands didn’t get any shorter.
Almost as soon as they got food, they devoured it on the spot.
Then they queued up again!
This, other national teams, some sat uneasily.
The aroma, like poison, corroded their nerves bit by bit.
Most irritating, Zhang Fan over there, eating whilst explaining the flavors, just like a gourmet tasting food.
"Gurgle gurgle..."
The sound of stomach growling was undulating.
Many people even directly covered their stomachs with their hands.
So blue, so lonely...
Meanwhile, Feng Zi, Guo Qixuan, and a group of Elders felt uncomfortable.
Oh my, hungry.
They’ve also participated in the battle!
Bright Force battleground, basically only these Elder Level figures were fighting!
Their predicament, and Che Hou’s group, exactly the same.
Soon, Guo Qixuan’s group headed to the food stand.
Simultaneously, Che Hou’s group immediately made way!
"Elder Guo, please!"
"Elder Feng, please..."
"Sensible, not bad, not bad!" Guo Qixuan’s group also showed a smile.
Seeing this, the Bright Force leaders from other national teams each started to get restless.
Watching that bastard Zhang Fan eat with empty stomachs is really suffering.
Especially Zhang Fan’s commentary made them want to take off their socks and stuff them into Zhang Fan’s mouth.
Immediately, a group of Bright Force leaders would head toward Che Hou’s group.
"Ahem ahem!" A middle-aged man stood at the edge of the food stand and began to cough.
However, Che Hou’s group completely ignored them.
"Ahem ahem!" That man looked embarrassed, continued to cough!
"Uncle, go to the hospital if you’re sick, this is the cafeteria!" Che Hou’s group said with straight faces.
Trying to cut in line?
You probably haven’t woken up yet.
Do I know you?
Buzz off!
"Kid, move, don’t block the way!" A member of the French team suddenly turned icy.
"Ha ha, you think you’re big stuff?" Zhou Jie chuckled.
Weren’t you just showy earlier, now you realize you’re hungry?
Starve you bunch of bastards to death!
"Hmm? Kid, are you asking to die?" That person’s eyes turned icy!
In a flash, Guo Qixuan’s group burst forth with their momentum.
"What’s up? Bullying our Huaxia team because nobody’s around? Try messing with my people?"
At this moment, Zhang Fan fanned the flames: "Hey hey hey, planning to cut in line? Where’s your manners?"
In that instant, countless Bright Force leaders spun their heads, their killing aura erupted, and they stared coldly at Zhang Fan.
"What are you looking at? Never seen a handsome guy? Damn, don’t tell me you’re all gay?" Zhang Fan grinned mischievously.
In the next second, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.
Killing aura, almost tangible, directly aimed at Zhang Fan.
At this moment, Zhang Fan pulled out his phone: "Elder Long, help, there are people fighting over food with us; can’t win, they’re gonna beat people, please quickly come."
??
Long Aotian over there, looked puzzled?
Damn, how long has it been?
What trouble have you caused with the other national teams again?
Come on, calm down OK!
Meanwhile, countless people’s expressions around the cafeteria suddenly changed.
What the hell, what fighting over food?
What beating people? 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Damn, do you believe if this were on the battlefield, I’d punch your head off!
"Ding, Killing Intent from Franbo +50000!"
"Ding, Killing Intent from Jida Fei +50000!"
Countless Bright Force leaders, in this instant, their Qilin Arm directly expanded.
"Huff huff huff!"
The sound of rapid breathing suddenly rose.
Simultaneously, Zhang Fan’s eyes suddenly flashed.
Ha ha!
How could I forget this?
So many Bright Force masters, the Hate Emotion Value surely spikes?
In an instant, Zhang Fan holding knife and fork, cut a little piece of foie gras, placed it by his lips, took a deep breath, then put it in his mouth: "Wow, awesome! Color, aroma, taste, you could say top grade among top grades, melts in the mouth..."
Hearing this, countless people’s stomachs growled even more fiercely.
"Let’s continue talking about this steak, it’s medium rare, fire control is great, the key is, the beef quality is very good; look at this meat..."
"And then this caviar, tut tut tut, bursting on the tongue sensation, along with that rich..."
In an instant, countless teams from various countries directly exploded.
Damn it, this bastard!!
Damn, where’s the knife, where’s the knife!
I’m gonna kill him!
(Good night, dogs, immortal cultivation finished!)