Zhang Fanhe doesn't understand, isn't it just Da Hongpao? That's it.
However, at this moment, Yang Haochen's live broadcast room exploded.
"Wucao, Dahongpao for more than ten years? Damn it, brother Zhang Fan turns out to be a rich man."
"Rich rich? How do you say that?"
"Do you know Dahongpao?"
"I don't know! What is that? Can it be eaten?"
"To paralyze you, let's do some popular science."
"Not all Dahongpao is called Dahongpao. Only the Dahongpao grown on the mother tree in Wuyi Mountain can be called the authentic Dahongpao. In the past, this was the emperor's royal tea. But now, one gram of Dahongpao grown on the mother tree is worth as much as gold.
It is many times more precious. A Dahongpao that is more than ten years old is estimated to cost several million per gram."
"Grass!"
"Grass +1!"
"Grass +10086!"
"It seems that the baby is not worthy of Zhang Fan..."
"Sister, if you don't cry, come to me."
"Go away, even if you get raped, it won't be your turn!"
"The brother upstairs must be dead!"
"Hahaha, brilliant!"
Gao Yuan's face was extremely rosy, and at this moment, he felt that his steps were a little wandering.
After more than ten years of Dahongpao, one sip is worth dying for.
At the top of the stairs, Ouyang Feng waited impatiently for the phone to ring.
"Old man, please answer the phone!" Ouyang Feng called several times, but no one answered.
Keep going, keep going, keep going!
Finally, when he dialed for the tenth time, he remembered a voice on the other side of the phone.
"Xiao Feng, what's going on? Grandpa, I'm still walking."
"Grandpa, stop wandering around. I have found Dahongpao for more than ten years. Come to the Provincial Hospital as soon as possible." Ouyang Feng said quickly.
"What? Dahongpao for more than ten years? You didn't lie to me? I'm telling you, if you talk nonsense, you will be beaten by me." The other end of the phone was impatient.
"Really, Ye Jingtian and Uncle Ye have told you to come quickly." Ouyang Feng said.
"Wait, I'll be right back."
After hanging up the phone, Ouyang Feng saw Zhang Fan and his group at the elevator entrance, and immediately ran over.
"Captain, where are you going?" Zhong Tianchen and others shouted.
"Leave me alone, you go back first." Ouyang Feng said and ran away without looking back.
Just as Zhang Fan was going downstairs, a roar rang out.
"Fuck, that's the kid, he's the one who beat us at 'Light Speed'." A middle-aged boy in the second grade roared angrily.
"Fuck, it's him. Damn, where's Brick? Come on, beat this guy to death. He dares to hit our idol. Paralyze him."
"Finally we've found someone, let's kill him."
The roar was ups and downs, and instantly sounded in the provincial hospital.
Suddenly, nearly a hundred people gathered around Zhang Fan with a mighty and exaggerated momentum.
On the fourth floor, Jiang Xiaoyang was lying on the balcony with difficulty, looking at the activities downstairs with a cruel smile on his lips.
"Anyone who dares to hit us will be beaten by fans."
Suddenly, the hospital security guard was so frightened that he peed.
Wucao, what's going on? Why are there so many people! What are you doing, fighting?
"Damn it, call the police, call the police quickly." Someone yelled.
Suddenly, the entire provincial hospital panicked.
Zhang Fan looked at the dense crowd of people in front of him and felt a little numb on his back, but soon, his eyes flashed coldly.
Damn it, what did those people from the 'Light Speed' group do? Damn it, these grandsons, if I had known, I would have beaten them to fractures one by one.
Zhang Dongyang bent down and pulled out two thorns from his legs. His fingers trembled, and the thorns were instantly retracted into his sleeves.
Ouyang Feng happened to catch sight of this scene, and immediately his eyes widened.
Wucao, Zhang Fan’s father, what the hell does he do? The military assassin never leaves his body? Damn!
Ouyang Feng felt a chill on his back. This was a military thorn. A disagreement could kill someone.
However, at this moment, Yang Haochen's live broadcast room completely exploded.
"Fuck, these grandsons still dare to attack Zhang Fan. Brothers near S City, hold on, I'll be here right away. Wait for me for an hour and I'll drive over."
"Wait for you, I've already got out of the car and am looking for bricks."
"Nima, where are the people in the provincial hospital? Come forward, you idiot, why are you so cowardly!"
“Where are the fans who slapped Zhang in the face?”
"On the way!"
"On the way!"
A group of people who were still waiting for the elevator at the entrance saw the screen in the live broadcast room and became furious. They ran directly towards the stairs.
Damn it, we fans are considered anti-fans, right?
"Dong dong dong!"
The sound of more than forty people running was like thunder.
People in the hospital felt like the building was shaking.
Damn, what's going on? There's an earthquake?
"Zhang Fan, get out of here. If you dare to hit our idol, I will fight you."
"Hmph, anyone who dares to bully the 'speed of light', I will definitely let you know why the flowers are so red this time."
The fans of ‘Lightspeed’ are very energetic.
"Fuck, anchor, what the hell are you doing standing there? Come on."
"Oh, I'm so angry. I can't catch up. Otherwise, I have to let these idiot fans know how powerful I am."
"Brothers, hold on, we will reach the battlefield in thirty seconds. Brothers nearby, let me tell you, the tree on the right side of the hospital entrance is very brittle and will break if you break it."
"Wancao, I'm still looking for weapons. Thanks for reminding me, brother. I'll be there soon."
Thick and dark crowds continued to surround the provincial hospital.
"Hahaha, did you see that there are a lot of people in our 'Lightspeed' group? Hey, this time, if that guy Zhang Fan doesn't kneel down and apologize, I will definitely take action."
"Hey, where did these brothers find the sticks? Why didn't I see them?"
At this time, more than 20 people climbed up the tree to the right of the hospital entrance and broke the branches vigorously.
"Hey, brother, I'm a big fan of Zhang Fan, give me one."
Someone under the tree yelled.
Suddenly, more than ten branches fell down.
"Brothers, I will go and cheer Zhang Fan first."
As he said this, more than twenty people gathered around carrying branches.
"Damn it, what are those bastards from 'Light Speed' doing? Jiang Xiaoyang, get out of here." Xiong Lin Yangtian roared with overwhelming anger.
Jiang Xiaoyang, who was lying on the balcony, smiled coldly, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, with a ferocious look on his face.
"Those who dare to hit our 'Light Speed' will have to pay the price."
"Zhang Fan, come out and apologize."
"Zhang Fan kneels down and apologizes!"
Zhang Fan became more and more angry as he listened to these voices.
Damn it, where did this idiot come from?
At this moment, the group of people who rushed over with branches raised their hands and threw them at the roaring group of people.
"M, we are Zhang Fan's fan group. Kneel down? You kneel down for me first."
“Slap Zhang’s number one fan and come to report.”
"Slap on the face of such a stupid fan for coming to report, long live Demacia."
"Live by the sword, die by the sword!"
"Death is like the wind!"
"The ambition to be trapped in a battle will lead to death but not life!"