"Humph! I’m not that ’Dongdong,’ my na is Wu Lii!" Wu Lii snorted coldly.
"I’ll ask you again, did these two girls co here to gamble because of your instigation?" Zhang Xiaohao asked coldly.
"Pretty boy! I don’t know where you get the audacity to run wild in Yinuo Qianjin Club. If it weren’t for Ling’er and Yating’s sake, do you think you’d still be standing?" Wu Lii scoffed.
"Stinking pimp, you’ve got a lot of nerve!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"Damn! Pretty boy, who are you calling a stinking pimp?" Wu Lii angrily demanded, her face hardening.
"I’m talking about you! Can’t you see it? With that face of yours, you’re the epito of a stinking pimp!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
"Huff!" Wu Lii took a deep breath.
She forcefully suppressed the rage building inside her, gave Zhang Xiaohao a cold glance, then turned to look at Zhao Ling’er and Zhou Yating.
"Ling’er, I respect you all! I’ve always treated you like sisters, but you have to give an explanation for tonight’s events! Otherwise, don’t bla , Wu Lii, for being ruthless!" Wu Lii said, her face grim.
"How dare you! Wu Lii, who do you think you are? Giving you a little face and you think you own a dye house? You think you deserve an explanation from us? Have you even looked at yourself, you sleazy thing?" Zhou Yating said coldly.
Especially with that disdainfully imperious look in her eyes, unparallelled in arrogance!
"Humph! Face given, face denied, do you really think I, Wu Lii, can’t handle you three little bitches? Brother Guang, take them down for , cripple the n, cage them, and take the won straight away! I’ll personally teach them a lesson later," Wu Lii said, bristling with evil Qi.
"Big talk for such a little bitch!" Zhang Xiaohao scoffed.
His right hand moved like lightning, grabbing her hair and yanking her roughly toward him.
With a fierce grip, he grabbed her head and smashed it toward the ground.
Bang!
The ground shook as he made her face plant with a thump!
Before she could react, Zhang Xiaohao pulled again, tossing her body behind him like a bitch, and throwing her back.
Bang!
The ground jumped, dust flying up.
"She’s all yours now, I don’t need to tell you what to do!" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
"Don’t worry, husband! This stinking pimp dared to insult you, I’ll definitely tear her damn mouth apart!"
"Just watch, Zhang Xiaohao! Acting tough in front of like a bitch, she’s going down tonight!"
Zhao Ling’er and Zhou Yating said, bristling with evil Qi.
Having said that.
The two of them tacitly took off their high heels and, holding the heels, charged forward coldly.
"Stinking pimp, you goddamn, dare to insult my husband, I’ll kill you tonight!"
"Cheap slut! Daring to act all that in front of , you’re asking for it!"
Zhao Ling’er and Zhou Yating, both enraged, used all their strength to swing the high heels, viciously striking Wu Lii’s face.
Smack smack smack...
Instantly, crisp slaps echoed, ceaselessly emanating from Wu Lii’s face.
In the end, Zhao Ling’er and Zhou Yating, still not satisfied, threw their heels aside and with their bare, glistening feet, brutally stomped on her face.
All of this seed slow, yet it happened within a few breaths.
From the mont Zhang Xiaohao made his move to teach Wu Lii a lesson to the brutal beating by Zhao Ling’er and Zhou Yating, everything happened so quickly that Brother Guang and his n barely had ti to react.
"Ah! What’s going on here?" Martial Monk exclaid in shock.
The man abruptly woke from his trance, his eyes wide, disbelieving what he was seeing.
"Brother Guang, Wu, Sister Wu seems to be getting beaten up by two won!" a security guard said timidly.
Smack!
At the critical mont, the Martial Monk struck back with a brutal slap, forcefully knocking him to the ground.
"F*ck you! Do you think I’m blind? Didn’t you see that?" the bald Martial Monk cursed angrily.
After teaching the careless subordinate a lesson, he turned around, arrogantly facing Zhang Xiaohao and the others.
"You little punk, you’ve got so nerve! Daring to ss with Brother Guang’s n, you’re asking for it!" the bald Martial Monk sneered.
"Look quickly! A plane!" Zhang Xiaohao pointed behind him and shouted.
"Huh? A plane?" the bald Martial Monk said, frowning.
He instinctively turned to look, and there was nothing there; no plane.
Bang!
Just as he turned his face, Zhang Xiaohao was already at his side.
With a massive force, his right fist smashed into his face.
Crack!
In an instant, his nose bridge and two front teeth were sent flying.
His body, like a kite with its string cut, awkwardly flew backwards.
With a loud crash!
He hit the glass door of the Yinuo Qianjin Club directly, shattering it, blood spreading everywhere as it splattered from his butt.
"Ah..." A pig-like scream burst out from the mouth of the bald Martial Monk.
"Brother Guang, are you okay?"
Seeing this scene, his group of security guards cried out, rushing over to help him up from the ground.
Smack! Smack!
The bald Martial Monk slapped two harsh blows across their faces.
"F*ck you! Are you all blind? Didn’t you see get ambushed by this punk? What the hell are you standing around for? Why aren’t you charging him and teaching him a fierce lesson?" the bald Martial Monk roared furiously.
"Ah! Brother Guang, don’t be mad, we’ll take care of him right now and avenge you!" the group of security guards said aggressively.
Imdiately releasing the bald Martial Monk, they pulled out their stun batons, and coldly walked towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"You low life, you dare to ambush our bald brother, you’re going to die!"
With an angry roar, the group of security guards, clutching their stun batons, ferociously charged towards Zhang Xiaohao.
"Even ants dare to act fierce before a giant, die!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
He swiftly charged forward.
With a flick of his foot on the ground, he leaped into the air, his right foot sweeping across with a massive gust, brutally kicking the chins of the security guards and knocking them down.
Bang bang bang...
A series of punch-to-flesh sounds echoed, and in less than a breath, the group of charging security guards were downed.
"Ah..." Continual agonizing screams emitted from their mouths.
"Bald guy, huh? Now it’s your turn!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a cold laugh.
He strides forward, emanating a murderous aura as he approached him.
"Hmph! Little punk, you’re quite arrogant! Just now you ambushed , Brother Guang, but now I’m prepared. You think you can ambush again? Keep dreaming!" the bald Martial Monk said wildly.
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