"People of Guan Martial Arts Hall, listen up—I’m Zhang Xiaohao! Weren’t you looking for me? Well, now I’m here, right beneath the main hall. Those of you who want to capture me to claim rewards or seek revenge for that useless Guan Binfei, better hurry up! I’m giving you three minutes, and if you don’t show up within that time, you’ll miss your chance!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
After speaking, he tossed the walkie-talkie onto the sofa.
He walked to the door and threw the eight disciples of Guan Martial Arts Hall into the hall.
Picking up one in each hand, he piled them up into a stack.
With a step, he sat on their bodies.
He pulled out a Panda cigarette, lit it, and quietly waited for the people from the Guan Martial Arts Hall to arrive.
"Mr. Zhang, you should run! They are numerous and skilled in martial arts; you are no match for them!" the receptionist anxiously said.
"Run? The word ’run’ has never been in my dictionary! Believe me, I’ll be fine." Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
"Mr. Zhang, should I call the police?" the receptionist asked.
"No need, just stand by quietly and watch the show," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Alright then!" the receptionist said helplessly.
Bai Xue Company Building.
Now, the entire building’s security had fallen into the hands of the Guan Martial Arts Hall.
The whole twelfth floor was Cheng Tianxue’s private office area.
It had a luxurious and spacious office, divided into an inner office and an outer office.
Initially, the outer office, exclusively for the secretary, had now been occupied by people from the Guan Martial Arts Hall.
a short, fat, ugly Shorty, with a sleazy smile, sat on a leather sofa.
In his arms, he held a woman who moaned under Shorty’s experienced touches.
While groping her, Shorty lecherously stared at the inner office.
He sneered to himself, "Damn mysterious forces! If it weren’t for your sudden interference, I would have already taken down that stinking woman Cheng Tianxue! Hmph, I want to see how long you can protect her. Once the master gets angry, let’s see if you can withstand his fury!"
The door of the office was suddenly pushed open from outside.
A disciple of the Guan Martial Arts Hall ran in excitedly and said, "Second Senior Brother, great news! It’s big, great news!"
"Fuck! Are you fucking dumb? Don’t you see I’m busy? Nothing is more important than making love right now; couldn’t you have come later? Hmph! If you don’t give me a good reason, damn it! I’ll bleed you out later." Shorty shouted angrily.
"Second Senior Brother, it really is great news! The Zhang Xiaohao we’ve been looking for, he— he’s here," the disciple of the Guan Martial Arts Hall said.
"So he’s here! What’s the big deal..."
Before Shorty could finish, he immediately pushed the woman he was holding to the ground.
"What the hell did you say? Zhang Xiaohao, that bastard, is here? Really? Where is he? Tell me quickly!" Shorty said excitedly.
Thinking about the promise made by the master, as long as Zhang Xiaohao was brought back, dead or alive, he would get a chance to enter the "Scripture Pavilion."
The Scripture Pavilion contained all the profound martial arts techniques of the Guan Martial Arts Hall.
If he could enter it, even with the poorest luck, he could obtain a Yellow Rank Intermediate Cultivation Technique, or even a Yellow Rank Advanced Cultivation Technique.
Thinking of this, Shorty felt today was his lucky day.
"Second Senior Brother, he’s in the hall right now, giving us three minutes to get there. If we’re not there within three minutes, he’s going to slip away," a disciple from the Guan Martial Arts Hall said.
"Damn! Are you all pigs? What are you staring at? Hurry up and go call others! Pass the word, let them go down and surround Zhang Xiaohao, don’t let him escape. Heh heh, I’ll invite Cheng Tianxue and Su Ruobai, those two stinking women, to watch a good show for free," Shorty sneered coldly.
"Yes, Second Senior Brother!" The disciple respectfully complied and went to prepare.
"Sir, I wasn’t done enjoying yet, how can you leave just like that?" the streetwalker said.
"To hell with it! I’ve got serious business to handle, no time to play with you!" Shorty cursed angrily.
He kicked open the office door.
A sound of something tearing through air came hurtling fast.
Shorty deftly moved to the side, dodging it.
"Wu Dalang, who the hell let you in! Get the hell out," Cheng Tianxue snapped coldly.
A twitch appeared at the corner of Shorty’s mouth, carrying a wave of rage.
Just as he was about to erupt, thinking of the power backing Cheng Tianxue, he immediately restrained himself.
"Stinking woman, don’t be too arrogant. Your man Zhang Xiaohao has returned. I came here to inform you, just wait and see how I deal with him, beating him until he kneels and begs for mercy!" Second Senior Brother shouted angrily.
"What did you say? Zhang Xiaohao is back?" Cheng Tianxue said. Although she hid it well, there was still a hint of surprise in her voice.
"Yes! He’s back, after hiding for so long, he finally dared to show up. Come on, follow me downstairs, and you’ll see how I handle him," Second Senior Brother sneered coldly.
"Wu Dalang, it’s not that I look down on you! With just you? Go pee and look in the mirror, see if you’re worthy! With your kind of material, even if ten or eight more like you come, my man Zhang Xiaohao could fart you to death!" Cheng Tianxue said.
"Ruobai, let’s go!" Cheng Tianxue coolly linked arms with Su Ruobai and started walking out.
"Wu Dalang, step aside, don’t block the way!" Su Ruobai said coldly.
"Damn it! You two wait for me, I will personally show you how I beat that bastard Zhang Xiaohao until he kneels and begs for mercy!" Shorty raged.
Faced with Cheng Tianxue and Su Ruobai, he dared not act tough.
Cheng Tianxue had a mysterious power protecting her, and the background of Su Ruobai’s family was even stronger.
Their martial arts hall master, although influential as a branch of the powerful Guan Family in Beijing, had communicated with Beijing before acting against the Cheng family, requesting the higher-ups to apply pressure and keep the official forces in Nanhua City and related to the Cheng family from acting.
Just before he left, the master had specifically instructed him.
Anyone could be targeted, except for them! If touched, even he couldn’t protect him.
Taking a deep breath, Shorty suppressed the anger in his heart and charged out, filled with evil Qi.
He was about to erupt! He was ready to fight!
With Zhang Xiaohao’s blood, he would prove how powerful he was!
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Hearing that Zhang Xiaohao had returned, everybody from the company had rushed down, especially a group of beauties from the Public Relations Department, who looked excited upon seeing Zhang Xiaohao. If it weren’t for the people from the Guan Martial Arts Hall surrounding him, they would have rushed to him.
"There are ten seconds left out of the three minutes. If your people aren’t all here by then, we won’t wait," Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.