"Eh! You wretched woman, aren’t you supposed to be at the company? When did you sneak back?" Pockmarked Face said, mistaking Cheng Qingsu for Cheng Tianxue.
"Who are you calling a wretched woman?" Cheng Qingsu sneered.
"I’m talking about you!" Pockmarked Face replied.
"Hehe!" Cheng Qingsu laughed.
"Hmph! You wretched woman, you dare to play with me! Don’t think that just because someone is protecting you, I wouldn’t dare to touch you! If you anger me, I’ll still deal with you! A top-notch beauty like you with such a good figure, tsk tsk, imagining the feeling when we ’bang bang bang,’ must be damn satisfying," Pockmarked Face sneered with a laugh.
"You’re courting death!" Cheng Qingsu’s eyes turned cold as she spoke.
Her little boots tapped on the ground as she quickly charged forward.
Her hands turned into claws, swirling as she aimed for the opponent’s head.
"Getting furious now, huh? Kneel down for me!" Pockmarked Face sneered.
"Little Demonic Suppression Fist!"
A right punch exploded forward, shooting out a huge gust of wind, smashing towards Cheng Qingsu’s clawing hand.
Cheng Qingsu felt a sweetness in her chest, a trace of blood leaking from the corner of her mouth, as her body swiftly retreated backward.
Her body was about to hit the wall.
Just at that moment, a warm embrace caught her.
"Are you alright?" Zhang Xiaohao said softly.
"I’m fine!" Cheng Qingsu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
"Did he injure you?" asked Zhang Xiaohao, his voice tinged with coldness.
"Yes! Brother-in-law, you must stand up for me!" Cheng Qingsu said.
"Don’t worry, no matter who injured you, I will make them pay back tenfold, a hundredfold!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.
"Thank you, brother-in-law!" Cheng Qingsu smiled sweetly, gleefully looking at Pockmarked Face.
Zhang Xiaohao set her down and cast a detached glance around.
The walls were covered in filthy streaks, the ground as well, and the villa’s glass and so forth, almost everything was smashed.
"Tell me, who did all this?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with a grim face.
He was truly furious, these people had touched his bottom line!
A dragon has its reverse scales, touch them and you die!
They had touched Zhang Xiaohao’s reverse scales, which was even more severe than touching a dragon’s!
"Haha... You think you are who? The Heavenly King? Should I answer just because you ask? Look in the mirror and see if you are even worthy!" chuckled a disciple from Guan Martial Arts Hall.
No sooner had his words fallen than Zhang Xiaohao was upon him.
A loud slap crossed his face, back and forth, striking violently onto his cheek.
"Kneel!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.
His right foot kicked fiercely between the man’s legs.
"Oh!" The unfortunate disciple from Guan Martial Arts Hall inhaled sharply, his hands clutching his shattered groin, thumping to the ground and wailing ghostly howls.
"I’ll say it again, who exactly did this?" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"Hmph! You little twerp, who are you? This is a grudge between Guan Martial Arts Hall and the Cheng Family. If you don’t want trouble, better leave quickly! Otherwise, don’t blame me for not being gentle!" Pockmarked Face warned.
"My name is Zhang Xiaohao, the person you’re looking for," Zhang Xiaohao said calmly.
"What? You are Zhang Xiaohao? The one who injured our young master?" Pockmarked Face exclaimed.
"Right! That waste Guan Binfei was injured by me," Zhang Xiaohao admitted.
"Heaven has a road yet you choose not to take it! Hell has no gate yet you insist on barging in! We’ve been looking for you for so long, almost turning Nanhua City upside down! Thank heavens, I finally found you. Hehe, just wait till I capture you, my master will surely regard me highly, who knows, he might even reward me with a couple of secret techniques!" Pockmarked Face said excitedly.
"Are you done talking?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"What do you mean?" Pockmarked Face frowned.
"Are you mentally challenged? It’s exactly what it sounds like," Zhang Xiaohao cursed sharply.
"You little brat, you’re asking for it!" Pockmarked Face was furious.
"Was it you who just injured my sister-in-law?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Haha... Yes, it was me who injured your sister-in-law, does that hurt your feelings?" Pockmarked Face taunted.
"And who was responsible for all this dog blood and pig blood?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.
"It was all my doing! What, you got a problem with that? If you’re upset, come bite me..."
Before Pockmarked Face could finish his sentence, Zhang Xiaohao had already reached him.
He brutally slapped him across the face with full force, knocking him to the ground.
"It’s wrong to hit a woman! And since you hit my woman, it’s unforgivable! You deserve to die," Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
His right leg brutally lifted, creating a whirlwind as he stomped on his groin.
A pig-slaughtering scream immediately erupted from Pockmarked Face.
"I’ve said it, anyone who dares to bully my woman, no matter who they are, they deserve to die!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"Ah! You brat, how dare you sneak attack Third Brother!"
"Third Brother, don’t be afraid, I’m here to save you!"
"You shameless brat, how dare you use a sneak attack!"
The disciples of Guan Martial Arts Hall, one after another, roared with red eyes.
A dozen disciples rushed from all directions, quickly surrounding Zhang Xiaohao, throwing punches and kicks, roaring as they attacked him.
"Progeny-ending Kick!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
His body flickered, moving rapidly.
His right foot, like lightning, snapped repeatedly between their legs.
A series of pig-slaughtering screams crazily erupted from the mouths of the disciples of Guan Martial Arts Hall.
Each one clutching their groin, they collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony, rolling violently on the ground.
"You brat! It was my carelessness that let your sneak attack succeed! Now that I’m prepared, I want you to pay back double! How dare you cripple my balls, I’m going to cripple yours too!" Pockmarked Face roared angrily, his face ferocious.
"Little Demonic Suppression Fist!"
His movement technique was deployed, like a nimble snake moving unpredictably, his right fist thunderously launched, as if a Vajra Arhat was roaring, bringing with it a gust of wind as it aimed at Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
"Mid-stage Foundation Establishment? No wonder you’re so arrogant! But this level of strength is still nothing in front of me," Zhang Xiaohao scoffed.
"Really? Anyone can talk big. Just be careful not to talk your way into your own death!" Pockmarked Face sneered.
His right fist ferociously rushed forward.
"I never talk big because I have the strength to back it up," Zhang Xiaohao said.
With a casual reach of his right hand, he caught the punch that was hurled at him. Googlᴇ search 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝙣𝙚𝙩
"What? This is impossible? I am a mid-stage Foundation Establishment Realm powerhouse! Even if you trained in your mother’s womb, you couldn’t possibly be a match for me! You must be cheating. Yes, you’re definitely cheating!" Pockmarked Face cried out in disbelief.
"Idiot! No explanation needed!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
With a fierce squeeze of his palm, crack! He broke his arm.
"Agh!" Another pig-slaughtering scream burst forth from Pockmarked Face’s mouth.