"Ah..." A pig-slaughtering scream erupted from Zheng Guoxiong’s mouth.
A bloody wound appeared on his body, and copious blood flowed out from the fingernail-deep gash. Updates are released by 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽
"Damn! Can Old Dog not take it anymore? The real show has just begun," Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
He held a whip, continuously lashing it viciously across his body.
As he whipped fiercely, he cursed, "Dare to bully my brother, whichever hand did it, I’ll chop off that hand. I’ll make him taste a tenfold, hundredfold payback!"
"Ah! You little beast, don’t be arrogant. When the people from Guan Martial Arts Hall arrive, everything you are forcing on me now, I will make you taste a tenfold, hundredfold payback!" Zheng Guoxiong bellowed maniacally, his face hideous.
"It seems it’s still not painful! Let’s go again," Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
He increased the strength in his palm, using fifty percent of his power.
The whip lashed onto Zheng Guoxiong’s body, leaving a three-inch deep wound with each strike.
"Ah! You little beast, you won’t die a good death! Just you wait! I will not let you go!" Zheng Guoxiong bellowed crazily.
"It seems I am still too merciful!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
He used his full strength.
The whip struck his body, and blood gushed out profusely.
Like a dead dog, Zheng Guoxiong struggled violently on the ground, pig-slaughtering screams continuously erupting from his mouth.
"Old Dog, weren’t you very arrogant? Scream again, try it!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
The whip in his hand did not stop, one strike following another, cracking continuously on his body.
"You little beast, just you wait, your good days are not far..."
Before he could finish his words, Zhang Xiaohao fiercely whipped his face, cutting off the rest of his words.
"Haha... Little beast, just do your worst. If I beg for mercy, then I’m a son of a bitch! If you can’t kill me, I swear, today’s offenses, one day, I’ll make you pay back with interest!" Zheng Guoxiong roared maniacally.
"You want to die, I’ll oblige!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes turned cold, and he lashed out with the whip, carrying a massive gust of wind, brutally aiming for his face.
"Stop!" A cold snort suddenly resonated at that moment.
Immediately after, a group of police officers rushed in quickly.
"Stop? In my dictionary, there’s no such word!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
With a massive gust of wind, he fiercely whipped Zheng Guoxiong’s face with the whip.
"Ah!" A scream of utter agony emerged from his mouth, and the bloody wound sent copious blood spilling out once more.
"Stop!" The cold snort rang out again, and five or six police officers rushed forward, surrounding Zhang Xiaohao.
"Police comrade, save me! This little beast wants to murder me! Take him down quickly!" Seeing the police, Zheng Guoxiong looked like he had seen a savior, enduring his nearly broken body and laboriously spoke.
"Drop your weapon! Surrender immediately! Otherwise, don’t blame us for being ruthless."
Before the police officer could finish speaking, a heavy slap struck from behind.
Zhou Dahai, his face cold, walked up from behind.
He snapped, "Is that how you speak to a chief? Apologize to the chief now!"
"Ah!" The police officer cried out again.
Zhou Dahai delivered another slap and coldly shouted, "Apologize!"
"Hmph! Step back now," Zhou Dahai ordered.
"Sir, yes sir!" Zhou Dahai saluted respectfully.
"Zhou Dahai, right? We seem to be fated," Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.
"Haha," Zhou Dahai forced a laugh, cold sweat the size of beans dripping swiftly onto the ground.
He hurried to explain, "Sir, you’ve misunderstood, we didn’t come for you."
"Oh? Then who did you come for?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"To answer sir, we received a report stating there was a fight on the eighth floor, so we rushed over," Zhou Dahai explained.
"I see! It seems I misunderstood you," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"You are busy, sir! Goodbye, sir!" With that, Zhou Dahai saluted again with respect and led a group of policemen upstairs.
"Ah! Damn it! Why are you leaving? Come back! Quick, take this little bastard..."
Before he could finish, Zhang Xiaohao landed two whip lashes.
"Ah! Don’t be too arrogant, you little bastard! Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because the police are protecting you! Once the people from Guan Martial Arts Hall arrive, I’ll make sure you die without a burial place!" Zheng Guoxiong roared.
"Guan Martial Arts Hall? They’re too busy to take care of themselves now, dreaming of them coming to save you, dream on!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
His hand didn’t stop, the whip cracking on him continuously.
The harrowing screams kept coming from his mouth.
"The head’s phone call! It’s a call from Guan Martial Arts Hall!" Suddenly, a weak voice rang out.
"Haha! You’re screwed now, little bastard. The people from Guan Martial Arts Hall are here. If you dare, let me take the call!" Zheng Guoxiong laughed wildly.
"Old Dog, are you sure?" Zhang Xiaohao asked playfully.
"Hmph! You scared, kid?" Zheng Guoxiong taunted.
"Taunting won’t work on me. Seeing you’re about to become a cripple, I’ll give you ten seconds," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Quick! Bring the phone here!" Zheng Guoxiong shouted loudly.
At that moment, driven by potential, he forcefully suppressed the fiery pain in his body.
"It’s the head’s phone." The nurse hurriedly turned on the speaker.
"This is Guan Talai!" A deep, elderly voice came through the phone.
"Ah! Headmaster, hello, I have an urgent matter to tell you. The Zhang Xiaohao you’re looking for has been captured by me, he’s right beside me now. Hurry, send people over to get him!" Zheng Guoxiong urged.
The phone fell silent for a while.
Then he said, "You’ve worked hard! I will remember your merit."
"Is that all? What else? Headmaster, aren’t you sending anyone?" Zheng Guoxiong urged.
"Sorry! We really can’t help with this matter! I advise you, if you see Zhang Xiaohao, you better roll as far away as you can. His connections are strong! Even your boss might not be able to contend with him face-to-face. That’s all I have to say, the rest is up to you."
With that, the phone on the other end hung up.
"Hello! Hello! Hello! Headmaster, are you still there? I’m working for your Guan Martial Arts Hall! You can’t just abandon me !" Zheng Guoxiong screamed into the phone wildly.