"You may leave now!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
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"Ah! Yes, yes, yes! We’re leaving right now!" a disciple from the Guan Martial Arts Hall came to his senses and exclaimed in fright.
They didn’t even bother to drive, hurriedly preparing to leave.
"Wait!" Zhang Xiaohao frowned and said.
"Sir, do you have any other orders?" the disciple from the Guan Martial Arts Hall asked, holding back tears.
"Take these pieces of trash on the ground with you, and relay a message to your master. Tell him to clean himself up and wait for me; I will personally visit in three days!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"Yes, sir! We will relay your exact words." the disciple from the Guan Martial Arts Hall said.
After speaking, a group of people foolishly stood there, staring dryly at Zhang Xiaohao.
"Eh! Why haven’t you left yet? Don’t tell me you don’t want to leave?" Zhang Xiaohao asked curiously.
"Ah! Sir, are you done speaking?" the other party exclaimed.
"Nonsense! Now scram." Zhang Xiaohao barked.
Receiving the order, the group from the Guan Martial Arts Hall didn’t dare delay any longer.
They quickly picked up Ma Lian and a few others, dragging them as they ran outside at an incredible speed!
"Brother-in-law, are you just letting them go ?" Cheng Qingsu pouted and said.
"Otherwise, what do you suggest? Should we kill them?" Zhang Xiaohao replied, irritated.
"Hehe!" Cheng Qingsu giggled and cozily hooked Zhang Xiaohao’s arm as they entered the villa.
"Xiaohao, have they all left?" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao enter, Mr. Cheng stood up from the sofa and asked.
A moment ago, Mr. Cheng was sitting on the sofa.
Upon hearing the huge commotion outside, his heart had clenched in fear.
"Grandfather, it’s all clear now, they have all left. No one will come to disturb us anymore," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
"Hmm! Thank you for your hard work." Mr. Cheng said.
"Grandfather, it’s nothing, it’s what I should do." Zhang Xiaohao said.
"I’ve already called the property management to come over later to replace some of the broken glass." Mr. Cheng said.
"When the property management comes later, Grandfather, ask them to take care of that pile of junk at the entrance, consider it their bonus," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Hmm." Mr. Cheng nodded.
"Grandfather, I’m worried about Xue’er, I plan to visit the company to check up on her," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Hmm, just be careful on your own," Mr. Cheng said.
"Can you let go of me? I’m not a teddy bear," Zhang Xiaohao said, peeved.
At close range, the virgin scent from his young aunt was driving him wild.
Feeling a heat in his lower abdomen, he almost wanted to pin her down and fervently spank her.
"No! I’m coming too." Cheng Qingsu said, pouting her sexy, charming lips.
"Naughty girl, haven’t you caused enough trouble? Stay at home, and don’t even think about going anywhere! If you dare leave this house today, I will cut off all your allowance, and you can forget about getting a penny from me in the future," Mr. Cheng barked sternly.
"Giggle! Grandfather, those are your words! If I don’t ask you for money, I can go out, right? Fine, then I won’t ask you for pocket money anymore, I’ll ask my brother-in-law!" Cheng Qingsu said with a coy laugh.
Without waiting for Mr. Cheng to recover, she happily ran over to him.
"Sigh! She’s in her twenties but acts like a child who never grew up. Xiaohao, I’m leaving Qingsu in your care. More work falls to the capable, please look after her well," Mr. Cheng sighed and said.
"Oh." Zhang Xiaohao reluctantly touched his nose and gave a bitter smile.
Thinking irritably to himself, more work falls to the capable? Ha! If only she and her sister stood together in the same clothes late at night, that might be a more suitable comparison.
Outside the villa, Cheng Qingsu was waiting at the door.
"Brother-in-law, I have to leave for something. I’ll see you tonight. If Grandpa asks, just say I went to school," Qingsu said.
After speaking, she took off running and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"..." Zhang Xiaohao was speechless.
Was she using him as a shield?
Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaohao walked towards the outside of the villa.
After leaving the villa complex, Zhang Xiaohao walked to the roadside, preparing to hail a taxi.
Several white vans and a taxi sped toward him, surrounding Zhang Xiaohao in the middle.
The doors opened, and a gang of over twenty blond punks with baseball bats quickly rushed out and encircled Zhang Xiaohao.
A punk with an explosive hairstyle and a gold chain thick as a pinkie finger around his neck, smoking a cigar, strutted forward arrogantly.
Following him was a middle-aged driver.
This guy was none other than the driver who had failed to extort money and had been heavily beaten by Zhang Xiaohao just a while ago.
"Brother Dia, this is the stinky kid. He rode in my car without paying, and he even dared to mock you by calling you Brother Diao! He also said, ’If Brother Diao dares to come, I’ll beat him until he crawls and sings ’Conquered’!" the middle-aged driver said fiercely.
"Damn!" Brother Dia cursed loudly.
He sneered at Zhang Xiaohao, "Kid, you’ve got some nerve! Not only did you take a free ride, but you also dared to call me Brother Diao! You looking to die?"
"Brother Diao, is it?" Zhang Xiaohao laughed.
"That’s right! I am Brother Dia!" Brother Dia said.
"Really Brother Diao?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.
"Damn! You talk too much. Who else would be Brother Dia besides me?" Brother Dia retorted, puffing out his chest.
"Are you sure you’re Brother Diao?" Zhang Xiaohao continued to ask.
"Kid, why do you talk so much? I know my own reputation is well-known around here, but you don’t need to worship me ! Asking over and over, haven’t I already admitted it? I am Brother Dia!" Brother Dia said impatiently.
"Haha..." Zhang Xiaohao burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" Brother Dia asked, puzzled.
He wondered to himself, he hadn’t cracked a cold joke, so why was the kid laughing?
"Brother Dia, he’s insulting you! He called you a big d**k!" the middle-aged driver said.
"F**king hell, do you think I’m a fool? Can’t I hear it? Do you really need to remind me?" Brother Dia snapped angrily.
He swung his hand and landed two fierce slaps.
Staring coldly at Zhang Xiaohao, he said grimly, "Kid, you dared to insult me; you’re asking for death!"
"Insult you? No, I didn’t! Which ear of yours heard me insult you?" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"Really?" Brother Dia asked suspiciously.
"Are you retarded? Just ask your guys, and you’ll know," Zhang Xiaohao rolled his eyes and said.
With such low intelligence, still mixing in the Jianghu, one could be sold and still help the seller count the money.
"I’m asking you guys, did he insult me just now?" Brother Dia asked.
"No!" The gang answered in unison.
Their faces were tightly strained, looking as if they wanted to laugh but dared not. They thought to themselves, only an idiot would admit he insulted you! Are they asking for a beating? Unless their brains were kicked by a donkey.