The car door opened, and a group of n exuding an evil aura, holding sharp machetes, rushed out quickly, surrounding Zhang Xiaohao and the other two.
"Brother Hao, I’m scared!" Li Jingru, clutching Zhang Xiaohao’s sleeve, said fearfully upon seeing these people.
"A bunch of clowns, don’t be afraid! I got this." Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
He patted Li Jingru on the shoulder, signaling her not to fear.
The crowd parted, and two n walked up with a commanding presence.
The man on the left had a heavy step, his footsteps resounding rhythmically, with bulging temples—clearly a master of external martial arts.
The man on the right was lean as a stick, wearing a black suit, and looked as if a gust of night wind could blow him over.
The two stopped three steps away from Zhang Xiaohao.
The man on the right stepped forward half a step, casting a cold gaze at Zhang Xiaohao and the others.
"You vicious brat! You used such despicable ans to harm my precious son, Ma Liangde. You truly deserve to die! And this vile woman, my son favored you, which is your fortune accumulated over eight generations! But you still won’t obediently lie down, spread your legs, and let my son have his way! How dare you call for help! Despicable! Hmph, you consider yourself virtuous? I’ll cripple this brat in front of you, then tie you down and find a hundred n to take you!" Ma Liangde said venomously.
"Who’s the vicious brat you’re talking about?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.
"Hmph! Do you even need to ask? Obviously, I’m talking about you!" Ma Liangde sneered.
"Yeah, I thought you looked pretty similar too." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
"What do you an?" Ma Liangde furrowed his brows.
"Old Ma, haven’t you been sitting in the office too long, letting this kid point at your nose and curse you, and still haven’t realized it!" the man on the left said indifferently.
"Damn! How dare you curse ? Do you know who I am?" Ma Liangde seethed.
"Aren’t you the brat?" Zhang Xiaohao smirked.
"Damn! You dare curse , you’re courting death!" Ma Liangde gritted his teeth.
"Then do you know who I am?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.
"Hmph! Aren’t you just the toy boy of this vile woman? With a bit of brute force, you bully my precious son, acting recklessly. Tonight, I’ll make sure you pay with blood!" Ma Liangde said fiercely.
"You’re wrong!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"Hmm? Am I wrong? Fine, I’d love to hear who you think you are!" Ma Liangde boastfully responded.
"Alright! Listen up, my na remains unchanged, I am Lao Zi, just call old man!" Zhang Xiaohao declared.
"Old man?" Ma Liangde furrowed his brows.
"Yes! Good boy, too soft, say it louder!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Old man?" Ma Liangde said again.
He felt the na was odd, like sothing was off.
"My good son, calling ’old man’ feels great!" Zhang Xiaohao said triumphantly.
"I called you ’old man,’ what does that have to do with you? And who’s your good son?" Ma Liangde said with a frosty expression.
"You call ’old man,’ doesn’t that make you my good son?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Damn! You brat, you set up! You have so nerve!" Ma Liangde erupted.
"Hey! You’re overestimating yourself, do you think you’re worth setting up? You should look in a puddle to see if you’re even worth it!" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged.
"Hmph! Brother Lin, this guy is too arrogant! Not only did he nearly kill my son, he even insults ! Brother Lin, you must teach them a lesson! Best to kill the man, pack the woman up! Even the small one can be raised slowly!" Ma Liangde said with a twisted expression.
"Old Ma, you, a company CEO, if you weren’t my brother for so long, honestly, for sothing this small, I wouldn’t bother to act! Besides, aren’t you usually quite shrewd? How did you let this kid lead you by the nose?" Lin Wantong shook his head.
"Brother Lin, I’m counting on you for this! After it’s done, drinks are on !" Ma Liangde gritted his teeth.
"Alright!" Lin Wantong agreed with satisfaction.
It seed the drinks they spoke of were not ordinary drinks!
"Old Ma, get back in the car. In three minutes, you and your nephew co out, and I’ll show you a drama!" Lin Wantong instructed.
"Alright! Brother Lin, it’s all up to you!" Ma Liangde responded.
He then headed towards the stretch limousine.
"San Gou, make sure to handle them well! I’m going for a smoke." Lin Wantong said casually.
"Hall Master, what do you plan to do with the man?" San Gou asked ingratiatingly.
"Cripple the man! Leave him alive so he can watch a good show later! Keep the woman for now, after I’ve had my fun, you can enjoy too!" Lin Wantong said.
He turned and walked away.
A subordinate respectfully handed him a cigar and lit it for him.
Lin Wantong, squinting smugly, sat on the subordinate’s back, crossing his legs, and looked at Zhang Xiaohao and the others with ridicule.
"You brat, you’re so arrogant! Even on the brink of death, you dare to act tough before the Hall Master. I will break your legs and let you see your woman taken by others!" San Gou boasted.
He waved his hand domineeringly and roared, "Get them!"
At his command, four underlings arrogantly handed their machetes to their companions, cracking their knuckles as they approached Zhang Xiaohao.
From their deanor, they seed confident that Zhang Xiaohao was dood.
"Brother Hao, should we call the police?" Li Jingru said worriedly as she saw the four approaching.
"No worries, they’re just trash, I’ve never taken them seriously! You stay here, hold onto Tangtang, and watch the show, I’ve got the rest." Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
He handed Tangtang over to Li Jingru.
"Mm!" Li Jingru nodded heavily.
She then held Tangtang in her arms.
"If things can be resolved verbally, I hate using my hands. But sotis, there are self-righteous trash that force to act!" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
As he spoke, he moved towards the four burly n.
"Damn! Brat, nearing your end, you dare act tough before , kneel!" one shouted angrily.
He imdiately threw a right punch, projecting a gust of wind towards Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
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