Zui Yang. CS

Chapter 236 - 236 236 Verbal Duel First Update


236: Chapter 236 Verbal Duel (First Update) 236: Chapter 236 Verbal Duel (First Update) Fuck, Old Ding has no class, just sold himself out like that?


Zhang Fan looked at the group of gritted-teeth journalists and suddenly felt an ominous premonition.


Even Qin Shuang and Ye Jingtian, looking at Zhang Fan with wide eyes, couldn’t help but laugh.


“Serves him right!” Ye Yanran laughed with schadenfreude.


“Holy shit, is it really this dude?


My God, how could this foodie possibly be into car racing?”


“Damn, he’s still a high school senior?


Did my fucking ears go bad?”


“Damn, when we were in senior year, at most we just fought or played around with girlfriends…”


“Shit, I’m starting to question my own life.


Some broke kid can pull off such an earth-shattering stunt, and here I am, seemingly with no talent other than spending money.


No, I have to get into racing too.”


“Race your sis.” Black Rose Weng Shuang slapped the young man beside her.


“Sis, I don’t have a sister,” said Weng Yufeng with an innocent face.


“Piss off!” Weng Shuang’s willow brows quivered as she abruptly commanded.


However, immediately after, a playful look appeared on her icy face.


This little brat who dared to flirt so blatantly could actually race!


A reporter bristled with anger and charged towards Zhang Fan, a hostile expression clear on his face.


He was the very same guy who had earlier accused Zhang Fan of freeloading, for fuck’s sake, wasn’t this just like slapping his own face?


As a journalist for so many years, when had he ever been played like this?


Immediately, he decided that today he had to make this kid embarrassed.


“Do you know that because of your racing stunt, two people are seriously injured and hospitalized?”


The aggressive tone immediately annoyed Zhang Fan.


In response, Zhang Fan’s eyes glinted frostily, “Do you even know they weren’t hit by me?”


“It wasn’t you who hit them, but it was because of you that they got hit,” the man sneered, thinking contemptuously, Kid, you’re too green to play with me.


Listening to this tense conversation, the crowd grew interested, eager to see how this kid would handle it.


“So what you’re saying is, I’m wrong for saving people?” Zhang Fan scoffed back, unapologetically.


“You’re just twisting logic to suit yourself, saving people isn’t your business, that’s the police’s job, why get involved when it’s none of your business?” the man sneered.


“Oh, that’s how it is?


So by your logic, when an old person falls down in the street, that’s also the doctor’s business, and we don’t need to help them?


If they get run over, it’s the driver’s business?


I didn’t realize that’s the type of person you are,” Zhang Fan said mockingly, then sighed exaggeratedly.


“Tsk tsk tsk, this guy’s done for.”


“Haha, never thought the kid could be so clever.”


The crowd who saw the reporter speechless burst into laughter.


“You, we’re not even talking about the same thing,” the man retorted angrily.


“How is it not the same thing?


You said it, saving people is the business of the police, and if you’re not police you shouldn’t save people,” Zhang Fan scoffed.


“That old person falling might not be because they were ill, so why should it concern a doctor?” the man argued.


“Oh, so we blame the road then?


It tripped the person; should be its fault, right?” Zhang Fan mocked.


“Hahaha, blaming the road, that’s a new one.”


“This is fucked, blaming the road for tripping over, never heard that one before.”


“You, twisting words to win an argument!” the man choked with frustration, never expecting such a retort from the kid.


It was completely outside the scope of the conversation he had anticipated.


“You asshole, I’m telling you that because of your racing, people got hit and sent to the hospital,” the man was panicking, surrounded by big shots here.


“Then go find the person who hit them,” Zhang Fan coldly said.


“That was a robber, how could I possibly find them?” the man said furiously.


“That’s none of my damn business, if you want justice, go find them.


You chicken out with robbers, but feel brave with me?


Do you think I am your daddy?


Well, I sure as hell don’t have a son like you,” Zhang Fan cursed unreservedly, for fuck’s sake, with such a low IQ, you dare confront people?


Better go home, wash up, and hit the hay.


“You’re cursing me.” The man said, incredulous.


Zhang Fan nodded solemnly, “Yes.”


“Hahaha, this guy is really funny, daring to curse a reporter, and not afraid of being smeared, huh?”


“It’s so interesting, I’ve always found this person unbearable, damn it, how did this guy get a press card.”


“His brain must be made of tofu.


With that intelligence, he’s just embarrassing himself.”


The man, his face red with anger, listened to the voices around him and then glared at Zhang Fan, “You just wait.”


Having said that, he stormed off.


“Hey, don’t make me wait too long,” Zhang Fan called out loudly.


“You!”


“Hahahahaha!”


A group of people suddenly burst into laughter.


This kid is too brazen, actually managing to drive a reporter away; this is truly unprecedented.


However, Qin Shuang and Ye Jingtian’s eyes turned icy cold.


“Check which outlet this reporter is from.


I want to ask if they wish for my death,” Qin Shuang said with a voice as cold as ice.


At this time, Ding Yang also spoke up, “Don’t worry, our hero won’t be smeared.”


Hearing Qin Shuang and Ding Yang’s words, the other reporters felt a chill down their spines.


Right now, they wished they could have beaten that idiot to death.


What if Qin Shuang and Ding Yang set their sights on us?


What are we going to do then?


Zhang Fan looked at the other reporters and said, “Let’s have a nice chat, okay?”


A group of reporters suddenly felt overwhelmed.


That’s what they should be saying.


“Zhang Fan, could you tell us what you were thinking when you went to save Mrs.


Qin?


Were you scared?”


Zhang Fan spoke very seriously, “Of course, I was scared at first, but after coming into contact with the criminals, I wasn’t scared anymore.”


“Why is that?” the reporter asked, puzzled.


“Such a low IQ, and they still commit crimes; I really feel sorry for them,” Zhang Fan said, expressing his sentiments.


“What?”


Everyone was stunned by Zhang Fan’s answer.


Damn, was there really a need to show off like that?


“Why do you say that?” the reporter asked again.


Zhang Fan paused, then continued, “At that time, Chief Ding had me go gather some intelligence, so I went.


And just after an hour, they asked me to deliver a message.


I mean, think about it, asking a stranger to do things for you, you’re supposed to be criminals, how can you be so careless?”


“What?”


Hearing Zhang Fan’s reply, people were shocked again.


Damn, they let you deliver a message?


Could it be possible?


Are the criminals’ IQs really that low now?


“What did you do in that hour?” The reporter instantly pinpointed the crux of the matter.


Immediately, everyone listened intently.


They too wanted to know what had happened in that hour.


“I played two games of League of Legends with them and then called them noobs,” Zhang Fan said earnestly.


“What?


League of Legends?”


The reporters nearly fell over.


This can’t be serious, playing two games of League of Legends and calling them noobs, and they just let you deliver a message?


Ding Yang almost laughed out loud.


He was there the whole time, and he knew just how perilous Zhang Fan’s experience had been.


What a joke, would a regular person even be allowed in the room?