"Manager Wu was killed?"
A middle-aged man with a cigar in his mouth stepped into the foyer.
He had a slightly dark complexion, a face full of pockmarks, and a pair of small eyes that quickly scanned the hall.
Behind him, two old n appeared, exuding the powerful aura of Martial Arts practitioners.
"Boss Ning, that's him!"
Niu Zhen bowed at his side, pointing to Jiang Xinghai, who was approaching with ng Lihua.
"Third Uncle, leave him alive."
Boss Ning took a harsh drag from his cigar, the curling smoke obscuring his features.
An old man beside him, fiddling with a pair of walnuts in his left hand, nodded slightly and faced Jiang Xinghai as he approached. "To have such a powerful presence at your age, you must be close to the level of a Half-Step Grandmaster, right? Get on your knees. I can put in a good word for you. If you're willing to follow Boss Ning, we'll spare your life."
"Get lost!"
Jiang Xinghai, still leading ng Lihua, stepped forward and lashed out with a kick.
"What!"
The eyes of the old man with the walnuts narrowed abruptly. Before he could react, Jiang Xinghai's foot had already slamd into his stomach.
'So fast!'
"BANG!"
The old man subconsciously raised his Protective Gang Qi, but he still felt a piercing pain in his stomach. His feet could no longer hold him steady, and his entire body was sent flying.
"He's got so skill!"
Seeing this, the other old man imdiately rushed forward.
"You're not good enough either!"
Jiang Xinghai swung his fist, smashing forward with a whistling gale of Gang Qi.
"POW!"
The other old man threw a punch to et it, and their fists collided.
"No!"
The instant his fist made contact with Jiang Xinghai's, a massive shockwave blasted him away.
"CRACK! CRACK! CRACK..."
Imdiately after, his right arm began to visibly crack and splinter!
The scene fell into a dead silence.
'This young man is ferocious!'
"How is this possible?"
Boss Ning was the most shocked of all, his face darkening.
His two most capable bodyguards were taken down with just one kick and one punch!
Those were two Grandmasters!
That must an Jiang Xinghai is also a Grandmaster!
A Grandmaster in his twenties... Is there any justice in this world?
"Who else wants to stop ?" Jiang Xinghai said lightly.
The corner of Boss Ning's mouth twitched violently.
'This is a blatant threat!'
'He was Ning Tian, the owner of Dongguan Bath City!'
"Brat, do you really think your formidable Martial Arts strength lets you trample all over my, Ning Tian's, territory?"
Boss Ning slowly raised his head and suddenly pulled out a revolver.
The pitch-black muzzle was aid at Jiang Xinghai.
"Boss Ning is mighty! Make that bastard eat a bullet!"
Niu Zhen, having just recovered from his shock, imdiately started sucking up.
Of course, he hadn't expected Jiang Xinghai to be so overwhelmingly powerful either.
"Noisy!"
Jiang Xinghai rely waved his arm, and a wave of qi sent Niu Zhen flying.
Then, he pushed ng Lihua behind him and looked at Boss Ning. "Do you really think Hot Weapons work on ?"
"Go to hell!"
Boss Ning had no intention of delaying any longer. Soone who could take down two Grandmasters with a re flick of his hand was far beyond what he could handle.
"BANG!"
The trigger was pulled, and a high-speed, spinning bullet shot toward the spot between Jiang Xinghai's eyebrows.
"SHING!"
Jiang Xinghai casually threw out a silver needle.
Tip against tip!
The silver needle and the bullet collided, letting out a tallic clang.
Before everyone's eyes, the silver needle actually stopped the bullet, and both fell to the floor from mid-air.
Horrifying!
At that mont, every single person present was left completely dumbstruck.
First, Jiang Xinghai taking on a crowd by himself had already shocked them.
Then, when he took down two Grandmasters with a single kick and punch, it left them with their hearts pounding in fear.
And now, Jiang Xinghai had actually managed to stop the bullet from Boss Ning's gun!
This completely shattered their understanding of reality.
"If this is all Dongguan Bath City is capable of, then you might as well close up shop for good!"
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xinghai was standing in front of Boss Ning. With a flick of his wrist, he dismantled the revolver into small parts.
As the components clattered to the floor, Boss Ning's face turned green.
'This is too damn unnatural!'
"A Venerable! Boss Ning, this gentleman is at least a Venerable! Surrender now!"
"Boss Ning, what are you still hesitating for!"
The two elderly Grandmasters, still downed on the floor, frantically warned Boss Ning.
"THUD!"
Boss Ning was decisive. He dropped directly to his knees. "Sir, you've graced us with your presence. It is I, Ning Tian, who has been a poor host. I beg your forgiveness. I am truly sorry."
"What's the deal with the 99,999-yuan package?" Jiang Xinghai asked calmly.
"Replying to you, sir... I can't claim we have them from every nation, but we do have won of every skin color. We have many fifteen-year-old lolis. If you like them, sir, I can have them all sent to your residence as my apology." Boss Ning was a man who knew how to read a situation, and he responded in a hurry.
"As the saying goes, 'Laugh at the poor, not at the prostitute.' I couldn't be bothered to interfere."
Jiang Xinghai's voice was ice-cold. "But you people have no bottom line. Can you guarantee that none of those minors were coerced?"
"I..." Boss Ning raised his head slightly.
"You don't deserve to live. You're a waste of air!"
In front of everyone, Jiang Xinghai snapped Boss Ning's neck.
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