Anyone who knows Huang Long is aware that he values friendship above all and is willing to do anything for his friends.
It’s precisely because of this personality that he’s quite respected within the family and admired by many colleagues.
Yuan Zhi could see this and, after confirming Huang Long and Qin Hao’s positions, shouted, "You little brat, what’s your na!"
No one answered, creating an awkward silence.
Yuan Zhi had to shout again, "Little brat, I’m talking to you!"
On the other side.
Qin Hao pointed at his own nose and said, "Is this little brat calling nas?"
"Yes!"
Yuan Zhi just blurted it out, imdiately regretting it.
I actually fell for this brat’s trick?
He imdiately yelled in anger, "Are you looking to die?"
Qin Hao yawned, "Can I stay alive if I apologize?"
"No," Yuan Zhi refused, steadfastly.
You’re joking around; you’re drinking with Huang Long, you must be close. Such a big fish can’t be let go.
"Then you’re speaking nonsense, you idiot!"
Qin Hao’s disdainful words made the other disciples snicker.
Who is this guy?
He’s got such a bold mouth; does he dare to confront Yuan Zhi?
Yuan Zhi was montarily at a loss for words, a slight redness coloring his face.
After his expression changed, he pointed at Qin Hao and shouted, "Brothers, seize him for !"
The disciples were all startled, looking at each other.
Huang Long angrily shouted, "Dare you!"
The disciples took a step back, agitated and nervous.
Yuan Zhi was also furious, shouting, "If you don’t move, I’ll report you to my father, you’ll all face severe punishnt!"
"This..."
The disciples were helplessly bitter.
Damn it, damned if we do, damned if we don’t.
This is way too difficult!
Reluctantly, they thought that Yuan Zhi’s father is Patriarch Huang Ying.
Balancing their options, they chose to stand on the Patriarch’s side.
So, they all rushed forward, deliberately bypassing Huang Long in the middle.
"Are you seeking death!"
Huang Long shouted again with authority.
Unfortunately, as he was injured, he was unable to move quickly, easily dodged by the disciples.
Seeing the disciples bypass Huang Long and successfully reach Qin Hao, Yuan Zhi couldn’t help but smile smugly, shouting, "Little brat, your mouth was quite nasty just now! Now, I want you to kneel and lick my shoes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a series of "bang bang bang" sounds.
The dull sounds rang out successively and rhythmically.
Afterward, a strange sight unfolded.
The disciples lunging at Qin Hao fell down like bowling pins, clutching either their chests or ribs, faces twisted in pain.
"Oh! My chest is collapsing!"
"My waist hurts so much!"
"Ah! My ribs snapped!"
Within monts, the disciples were all on the ground groaning.
Yuan Zhi, witnessing this scene, was almost bulging his eyes out.
What the hell!
What’s going on!
Is this magic?
Of course he knew it wasn’t magic and instinctively glanced at Qin Hao.
Qin Hao stood there smiling, hands in pockets, striking a carefree pose like a bystander. Completely unlike soone who had just been besieged.
Could it really be him who did it?
Yuan Zhi was utterly shocked.
He hadn’t even seen the moves just now.
Then the disciples fell one by one. Which ans Qin Hao’s movents were so fast that he couldn’t see them at all!
This kid is terrifying!
Who exactly is he!
On the other side, Huang Long saw Qin Hao defeat the group and also breathed a sigh of relief.
Following that ca surprise and gratitude.
Younger Brother Qin’s strength is truly not just for show.
Seeing this, it seems the world has underestimated his martial arts?
Incredible! It’s fortunate he’s here, otherwise Lily and I would be dood!
"Sigh, these guys are so weak, gee, Yuan Zhi, can’t you send soone who can fight?"
Taking down such a group, Qin Hao felt no sense of achievent, but his heart was filled with endless desolation.
"You!" Yuan Zhi was almost driven to tears with rage.
Is there anyone who boasts like you!
Beat them up and still complain about their lack of skill!
This is like mocking a person for being ugly after fooling around!
Yet, Yuan Zhi couldn’t muster a rebuttal, only gritting his teeth, "I’m going to call people now, you just wait and see!"
He turned to leave, but a cold breeze blew past his neck.
In an instant, he felt icy cold all over, as if plunged into an icy pool, his body unable to move.
"What! Is this killing intent? I’m actually scared stiff by his killing intent?"
Yuan Zhi shook with fear, his face devoid of color.
Just now, he was all high and mighty, but now he was terrified like a sheep spotting a wolf.
"Do you take for a thirteen-year-old?" Qin Hao advanced with interest, bypassing Huang Long, and reached Yuan Zhi.
Yuan Zhi stamred, "No... No... I just want to fulfill... you..."
"Haha, do you want to call your wild dad over here?"
Qin Hao stretched out his palm, patting Yuan Zhi’s cheek.
This extrely disdainful gesture made Yuan Zhi wish he were dead.
On the ground, the disciples witnessing this scene felt conflicted.
Usually, it’s Yuan Zhi hitting us like this.
Now, even he’s being humiliated like this?
It’s... quite satisfying?
"What the hell... do you want..."
Being treated so contemptuously, Yuan Zhi was crushed by humiliation, only fear drove him to want to escape from this demon nad Qin Hao.
Qin Hao squinted his eyes, "You seed to have said you’d have lick your shoes earlier?"
"I didn’t..." Yuan Zhi wanted to deny it, but Qin Hao squinted his eyes again, scaring him into shouting, "I said it! Sorry! It was my dirty mouth! I won’t do it again!"
"You’re really spineless, aren’t you?" Qin Hao mused, increasing the force of his slaps, reddening Yuan Zhi’s cheeks.
A tear ran from his eye, regret filling his heart.
What bad luck is it that I volunteered to seek death!
"Do you want to live?"
While in despair, Qin Hao spoke.
Yuan Zhi imdiately responded, "Yes! I’ll do anything you want!"
"Ha, my shoe’s a bit dirty!" Qin Hao grinned mischievously, purposely extending a foot.
"You!"
Yuan Zhi almost spat blood.
What do you an? You want to lick your shoes?
Just kill already!
Whoosh!
A cold wind swept in.
The killing intent cloaking Yuan Zhi intensified.
Deep down, he understood.
If Qin Hao wished it, he would certainly beco a corpse.
Overwheld by terror, he imdiately shouted, "Don’t kill ! I’ll help clean your shoes!"
"Clean?" Qin Hao smiled even more radiantly, but that smile made Yuan Zhi want to cry.
He shouted, "Not clean! I’ll lick! I’ll lick your shoes for you!"
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