207: Chapter 207 Who is More Arrogant 207: Chapter 207 Who is More Arrogant Zhang Fan didn’t hesitate and took off immediately.
After all, Aunt Qin wasn’t around, so he wasn’t worried in the slightest.
Plus, with the Transformation Potion, he had boundless confidence.
Having a gun is impressive?
Ever seen Iron Man in Marvel?
Once transformed, Zhang Fan was absolutely certain he could wipe out this whole group.
Impressive kidnappers?
Moreover, the role he was playing was a rebellious teenager with second-grade syndrome, who, having beaten someone up, had racked up a hospital bill and that’s why he was working as a service staff member in the hotel.
His inherent unruliness and cool arrogance couldn’t be lacking.
On Hua Ling’s end, everyone’s eyes were practically popping out of their heads.
What the hell?
Shrimpy, let’s bail, what the fuck is this?
“Kid, don’t mess around, we agreed to prioritize saving Aunt Qin, don’t just do whatever you want, okay, and they’ve got weapons.
Don’t provoke them to the point where they lash out,” Hua Ling was almost roaring.
At this moment, he truly regretted getting Zhang Fan involved.
What the hell, how come you’re acting cockier than the kidnappers?
Damn it, you’re just a food delivery server.
Ding Yang waved his hand: “I believe Zhang Fan has a plan, stop mouthing off and let him do his thing.”
Ye Yanran’s face was also filled with urgency, her palms slick with cold sweat.
What if they pissed off the kidnappers and got shot from behind?
Hearing the voices in his ear, Zhang Fan’s impression of Hua Ling changed quite a bit.
Worrying about his own safety, now that was more like a special forces cop.
However, today, he was calling the shots.
“Kid, get back here, damn it.
You dare to steal my shrimp, believe it or not, I’ll break your legs!” The man was livid, but he hadn’t acted out of fear that it would ruin the plan.
Damn it, what kind of joke is the Lingxiao Hotel?
A food delivery server is more of a bandit than he is.
And the most critical point, he was even eating his shrimp and wanted to take them with him?
You bastard!
Zhang Fan turned around and slammed his fist onto the serving cart.
“Yeah, come on, nobody in school has ever dared to speak to me like that.
Fuck, come on, let’s see who’s the boss here, I’ll show you what it means to be the king of the class,” Zhang Fan said, challenging the man with a dismissive look in his eyes, his nostrils were practically flaring skywards.
Hua Ling, listening to what was happening, jumped up.
“Damn it, kid, what are you doing?”
Zhang Fan ignored Hua Ling and looked down on the man with a supremely arrogant pose.
Shit, as if he couldn’t out-bullshit someone else.
Seeing Zhang Fan act like this, the man could only laugh in anger.
A student?
Damn, why was he even getting frustrated?
However, by this point, the three people who had been playing cards in the living room walked out, cigarettes dangling from their mouths.
Their eyes fell on Zhang Fan, and chilling smiles curled on their lips.
“Kid, you think you’re pretty tough, huh?” the bald man said with a sneer.
Zhang Fan responded to the bald man by flipping him the middle finger, “Come on then, if you’re so tough, take me out.
I’ll fucking call security right now, mark my words.
I can tell none of you are any good, what with all this posturing while eating.
Careful, or I’ll spit in your plates!”
“Holy shit, I’ve never seen a server with such an attitude.” The bald man slapped his forehead, then rolled up his sleeves and headed towards Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan immediately pulled out the worn-out Nokia from his pocket and started dialing.
“Come on, lay a hand on me, I owe a few thousand in medical bills anyway.
If I don’t extort seventy or eighty thousand from you today, my name isn’t Zhang.” Zhang Fan walked towards the bald man, his face almost pressed against the man’s forehead as he spoke.
“Come on then, fight me.
If you try to leave the hotel today, you’ll take my last name,” Zhang Fan said, his hand poised over the dial button, speaking in a supremely arrogant tone.
He didn’t believe these guys had the guts to make a big deal out of the situation.
As expected, the bald man’s mouth twitched, but the hand he’d raised never came down.
“Fuck, kid, remember this, you’d better hope you don’t run into me outside,” the bald man spat viciously, then turned and walked away.
“Hahaha, Wang Lao San, weren’t you acting all tough?
What’s wrong, now a student’s got you too scared to even move your hand?” The crew-cut man leaning at the door started mocking.
“Fuck off!” the bald man snapped, then walked into the room.
“Hey, motherfucker, I was wondering why you suddenly threw down your cards and stormed out.
Motherfucker, are you trying to weasel out?
I had a pair of kings and four twos, motherfucker, pay up.” The crew-cut man suddenly paused, then immediately started yelling.
“Either walk out with the tray or get the fuck out, I’m still busy here, motherfucker.
Wasting all this time, I could have made a few more deliveries by now.
You should know, I get a ten yuan commission for each delivery, being fucking stuck here,” Zhang Fan yelled at the two men at the door.
The two at the door were dumbfounded; they could swear they’d never come across such a cocky delivery guy before.
Immediately, one of the men by the door pulled out two hundred yuan and threw it on the ground, looking at Zhang Fan with an incredibly mocking smile.
At that moment, Zhang Fan suddenly bent down with lightning speed and picked up the money, then put it in his pocket.
Looking up, he said, “I picked up the money outside the door, so don’t think about getting it back.”
Instantly, even the bald man started to laugh.
They’d seen shameless, but they had never seen this level of shamelessness.
Of course, Zhang Fan scoffed at the petty cash.
After all, given his current status here, he had to immerse himself in the role, right?
Two hundred yuan, for a student in thousands of yuan of debt, could be considered a vast sum.
Immediately, Zhang Fan shamelessly began to smile, cheekily saying, “I see you big brothers all seem quite flush.
How about a tip?
For the effort of crossing mountains and rivers to meet, seven or eight hundred isn’t much.”
“Motherfucker, you just ate one of my shrimps and now you want a tip?
Dream on,” the man with big ears immediately yelled, his face turning red.
Zhang Fan cheekily smiled: “I was testing for poison for you.
Think about it, in ancient times, only the Emperor had such a privilege.”
“Pfft!”
Ye Yanran, who was wearing headphones, couldn’t help but laugh out loud at Zhang Fan’s words.
Emperor, my ass!
What a load of bullshit.
Ding Yang rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming: “See that?
That’s talent right there.
This kid has got to go to the police academy.
He’s going to be a pillar of the nation for sure.”
Hua Ling curled his lip in disdain.
A pillar?
Bullshit, this kid’s nothing but trouble.
He couldn’t forget the incident where Zhang Fan slapped Ye Yanran’s butt.
“What do you say, uncle?
Just five hundred, and I can introduce you to a lot of pretty ladies.
Think about it.”
The sly smile on Zhang Fan’s face left the people at the door gaping.
Fucking hell!
A real pro.
“Bro, call some over!” The crew-cut man smirked lecherously, hooking his arm around Zhang Fan’s shoulder as if they were brothers.
Zhang Fan raised his head, his fingertips twirling.
“I get it, I get it,” the crew-cut man said, pulling out his wallet and counting out five hundred, then slapping it into Zhang Fan’s hand.
“That’s more like it,” Zhang Fan grinned brightly.
“Hehe, bro, how about calling them over for some fun right now?” drooled the crew-cut man.
Zhang Fan sneered as though looking at an idiot: “Have you ever fuckin’ seen anyone play with girls at a hotel during the day?
This is a decent place; I’ll take you out at night!”