Zui Yang. CS

Chapter 162 - 162 162 Don't You Know the Meaning of Death


162: Chapter 162: Don’t You Know the Meaning of Death?


162: Chapter 162: Don’t You Know the Meaning of Death?


Looking at this group of people, Zhang Fan was also very delighted.


After all, these were all his fans.


“Brothers and sisters, it’s our first meeting, so let’s not talk too much.


The place is Starlight Hotel, today I’m treating,” Zhang Fan said loudly.


No sooner had Zhang Fan finished speaking than the crowd below erupted into excitement.


“Starlight Hotel?”


“Damn, that’s a Five Stars hotel, I’ve never been there before.”


“I heard that just having a meal there costs thousands.”


The live broadcast room instantly exploded.


“Damn, Brother Fan is mighty, shit, meeting fans for the first time and it’s straight to a Five Stars hotel, who else dares to be so lavish?”


“Ah, my little heart is trembling, truly worthy of being the prince charming in my heart.”


“No more words, I’m hailing a cab right now, see you brothers!”


“Shit, shameless, jerk, the moment Brother Fan mentioned treating us to a meal, you’re all eagerly heading there, damn, why didn’t you go just before?”


Even Xiong Lin was startled by Zhang Fan’s words.


Damn, there are over a hundred people here, damn, if everyone goes to Starlight, wouldn’t this meal cost millions?


Those ‘light-speed’ fans suddenly gasped.


Shit, why is there such a big difference in treatment among the same fans?


Damn, they want to go to Starlight Hotel too.


“Dad, are you going?” Zhang Fan turned his head and looked at his dad.


“Go eat your meal, I and your dad are going home to cook,” Ye Jingtian quickly said.


What could be more enticing than a decades-old Da Hong Pao?


Just kidding.


“Brother, I want to go.”


Zhang Xiaoyuan clung to Zhang Fan’s arm, shaking it.


Zhang Fan nodded, then said to the already excited group, “You guys take a cab first, I will go home to freshen up, and I’ll be there shortly.”


Having said that, Zhang Fan immediately went home with Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan.


After a quick freshening up, Zhang Fan hurried towards the Starlight Hotel.


“Right, give Qizi a call.” Zhang Fan took Zhang Xiaoyuan’s phone and called Gao Qi, shit, his own phone had been broken that morning.


“Qizi, come to the Starlight Hotel for a meal, call Dongzi and the others too.” After the call, Zhang Fan also called those guys from the Inspection Department.


When he arrived at Starlight Hotel, the outside was already packed with people.


“Why aren’t you going inside?” Zhang Fan asked Yang Haochen.


Yang Haochen looked incredibly awkward, “The hotel staff think we are here to cause trouble, they won’t let us in.”


“These guys really never learn, let me go over,” Zhang Fan said, and immediately, the crowd parted to make way.


The four security guards at the door began trembling as soon as they saw Zhang Fan approaching.


“Young man, let’s talk this out, no hitting, please don’t hit anyone, are all these people with you?” the security guard said, his forehead sweating profusely.


He definitely remembered Zhang Fan the Killing God, shit, why is this guy here again!


The people inside the hotel were also stunned upon seeing Zhang Fan, damn, why did this guy come here?


Fuck, and he brought so many people, are they here to make trouble?


Shit, wasn’t beating up so many people yesterday enough?


“Hurry, notify Manager Yan, the little Demon King Zhang Fan is here again,” a girl at the reception quickly instructed her colleague.


Yang Haochen and the others were baffled, what’s the situation?


Wasn’t this security guy just acting all high and mighty just now, and now his legs are trembling at the sight of Zhang Fan?


“I brought people here to eat, what’s the problem, are you not letting us in?” Zhang Fan frowned and said.


The security immediately stepped aside, bent at the waist, and gestured invitingly, “Please come in, please come in.”


“Come in,” Zhang Fan said, leading the way.


“Sir, this way please!” A busty girl came over, trembling and reluctantly led Zhang Fan upstairs.


“Tap tap tap!”


The sound of over a hundred people walking made the glasses on the tables in the hotel tremble.


“Damn, that little Demon King is coming this way, let’s go, let’s move to the third floor!”


The group that was dining hurriedly evacuated.


In their eyes, Zhang Fan was there to cause trouble, and if a fight broke out, who knew what accidental injuries might happen.


Better to stay safely on the third floor.


The people on the third floor also looked rather uneasy.


“Let’s go to the fourth floor, if a fight breaks out, the third floor might not be safe.”


Saying this, about twenty people immediately ran towards the fourth floor.


Watching this scene, Yang Haochen and his group were dumbstruck.


Damn, what’s going on here?


Why does everyone seem to be afraid of Zhang Fan?


Zhang Fan could only roll his eyes in frustration and said to the girl in front of him, “What’s wrong, I’m not going to eat anyone.”


The girl’s face was stiff as she struggled to squeeze out a smile, “You’re overthinking, sir.


With so many of you here, we just didn’t want to disturb your meal.”


However, in her heart, the girl was muttering, If only he really did eat people, then we could just call the police and take him away!


“Brothers, feel free to sit anywhere and order whatever you like,” said Zhang Fan, who possessed forty million yuan and didn’t feel the slightest pinch, since all this money was a gift from the boss of Starlight.


He was free to spend it.


“Brother Fan, can I order a ’82 Lafite?” A man in his twenties drooled as he eyed the Lafite on the menu.


Zhang Fan smiled faintly, “Sure, but only one bottle per table.”


Damn, one bottle for 48,888 yuan, and with over a hundred people, if each ordered two bottles, the forty million he had would only cover this one meal.


The viewers in the live streaming area were stunned.


“Damn, ’82 Lafite is possible?”


“Brother Fan, I want some too.”


“Brother Fan, wait for me, I’m calling a cab right now.”


The chat in the live stream was flooded instantly.


“For Brother Fan’s generosity, I’ve decided to send a hundred rockets.”


“Damn, a tycoon has appeared.”


Suddenly, rockets soared again.


The whole Douyu platform was stunned.


Damn, what has this streamer named ‘Noob Inept’ done?


Why haven’t the rockets stopped since this morning?


A crowd followed the stream of rockets into Yang Haochen’s live stream and, seeing the luxury of the Five Stars hotel, were left speechless.


Damn, this tycoon is taking his followers to a Five Stars hotel for a meal?


And they can order ’82 Lafite?


Damn, I’m turning into a fan.


“Damn, this streamer is so generous, let’s quickly hit follow, just in case this guy hands out red packets or gifts in the future, we can also benefit.”


“Hey, Fanzi, where the hell are you, I can’t see you,” Gao Qi strained his eyes but couldn’t spot Zhang Fan.


Zhang Fan walked over to the window and waved at Gao Qi and the others.


“Brother Qi, did Brother Fan hit the jackpot or what, letting us dine at Starlight?” Wang Dong muttered to himself.


“Who cares, since Fanzi dared to invite us here, we should definitely take advantage of him, eat all we can and then just run away if needed,” Gao Qi chuckled and then ran towards the second floor.


At the villa, Long Xiao looked at the video sent by Yan Liangxi, and slammed his high-footed glass fiercely onto the floor.


“This brat dares to come to our hotel, dammit, does he not know the meaning of the word ‘death’?”


“Just wait, I’m on my way,” Long Xiao said before descending the stairs, his eyes flashing with a deep killing aura.


Dammit, forty million, forty million.