"With all your capability, why don’t you go home and find your mom?" Zhao Ling’er said, narrowing her eyes.
"What does this have to do with my mom?" Qin Luzhao asked, puzzled.
"You really don’t understand?" Zhao Ling’er asked, her tone playful.
"Hmph! If I understood, would I still be asking you?" Qin Luzhao said proudly.
"Fine, prick up your dog ears and listen well, I’ll explain it to you just this once," Zhao Ling’er said.
"Speak!" Qin Luzhao demanded.
"Have your mom bend over like a bitch, with her upper body on the ground and her butt poked up, and you just thrust from behind! Do you understand now?" Zhao Ling’er said, hands on her hips.
"Damn it! How dare you mock me, you deserve to die!" Qin Luzhao roared furiously.
"You’re wrong! It’s not me mocking you, it’s your mom playing you!" Zhao Ling’er said seriously.
"Ah! You little bitch, how dare you insult me! I’m going to play you to death. " Qin Luzhao bellowed angrily.
"Want to play? Go home to your mom! I’m sure your mom is very lonely, empty, and cold, desperately needing your help!" Zhao Ling’er retorted.
"Damn! You little bitch, you’re looking for death." Qin Luzhao growled menacingly.
"Who’s the little bitch?" Zhao Ling’er sneered.
"You!" Qin Luzhao retorted.
"Well, I think you also quite fit the ’little bitch’ description, and your mom is an old bitch, otherwise why would you mother and son mess around? Hey, what are you guys laughing at? Don’t tell me you also want to screw his mom?" Zhao Ling’er asked, puzzled.
Those lively eyes seem to have discovered a new continent.
"Ah! No, we weren’t laughing!"
"Mr. Qin, we really weren’t laughing, uh, you have to believe us!"
Seeing Qin Luzhao’s murderous gaze, the dozen or so lackeys hurriedly explained.
"Damn! What are you useless trash standing around for? Don’t just stand there; get her!" Qin Luzhao roared furiously.
"Ah! Yes, Mr. Qin, we are going to take both of them down now," the lackeys said.
A dozen men, clenching their fists and brimming with evil Qi, began to surround Zhao Ling’er and Zhou Yating.
"Oh, can’t get your way softly so you think of getting rough?" Zhou Yating scoffed coldly.
She positioned Zhao Ling’er behind her, clenched her fists together, assumed a Sanda stance, and prepared herself for a fight at any moment.
"Damn your mother! Are you all pigs? What are you still standing around for? Don’t just stand there, get those two little bitches!" Qin Luzhao hissed, his face dark with anger.
"Yes, Mr. Qin!" the lackeys responded.
"You little bitch dare to insult Mr. Qin, you’re looking for death!"
"Take these two little bitches down, and let Mr. Qin have a good time later!"
The lackeys said coldly.
Having finished speaking, they rushed towards Zhao Ling’er and Zhou Yating.
"Need help, ladies?" Just at the nick of time, a light, floating voice intervened, reaching everyone’s ears.
"Who’s this brat, daring to meddle in my business, do you want to die?" Qin Luzhao said, seething with rage.
"Looks like I’ve come at quite the wrong time! Sorry to interrupt your fun!" Zhang Xiaohao said, his tone tinged with ridicule.
"Hmph! Smart kid, while I’m not yet angry, disappear from my sight this instant!" Qin Luzhao said proudly.
"What if I don’t?" Zhang Xiaohao stopped in his tracks and shrugged.
"You can try and see! I’ll show you how human flesh is processed," Qin Luzhao said arrogantly.
Zhang Xiaohao completely ignored him, smiling at Zhao Ling’er and Zhou Yating.
"Ladies, do you need help?" Zhang Xiaohao smiled.
"Husband, save me! This bad guy, he wants to bully me and drag me to a hotel, if it wasn’t for your timely arrival, we might already be in a hotel by now," Zhao Ling’er said plaintively.
She grabbed Zhou Yating and rushed over, lightning-fast, throwing herself into Zhang Xiaohao’s arms.
"Cough! Cough! Be mindful of the public setting, you’re making it difficult for me," Zhang Xiaohao said with a wry smile.
Confronted with Zhou Yating’s teasing gaze, his heart tightened.
"Zhang Xiaohao, you really have some nerve! A beauty at home, and yet you keep a mistress outside. If Sister Tianxue finds out, I don’t know what the consequences will be," Zhou Yating said playfully.
"Ah! Yating, you know each other?" Zhao Ling’er exclaimed.
"Mhm." Zhou Yating nodded.
"Hehe!" Zhang Xiaohao chuckled mischievously.
His right hand moved like lightning, pulling Zhou Yating’s body towards him.
He pressed her against himself and without a word, aimed at her buttocks and violently slapped down.
The crisp sound of his hand striking erupted instantly.
Zhang Xiaohao finally released her.
"You’ve got some nerve, kid! To actually dare to threaten me," Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
Facing Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze, Zhou Yating suddenly felt afraid for some reason. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
"That, that Zhang Xiaohao, I, I wasn’t threatening you, I, I was just joking!" Zhou Yating stammered in panic.
"Remember this, some jokes are fine, but not this kind! I’ll let it slide this time, but if there’s a next time, you’re on your own!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"Zhang Xiaohao, I, I know I was wrong," Zhou Yating said.
"Yes, honey, don’t scare Yating anymore, she was just teasing," Zhao Ling’er pleaded.
"Shut your mouth! Wait and see how I deal with you both!" Zhang Xiaohao snapped coldly.
At Zhang Xiaohao’s rebuke, the two immediately clammed up.
"You arrogant brat! I don’t know who gave you the nerve to come in front of me, flirt with my women right before me, and brazenly take advantage of them, you deserve to die! I’m in a very bad mood right now, not only will I make you suffer, but I will also cripple you!" Qin Luzhao said sinisterly.
Having said that, he waved his hand commandingly.
"What are you waiting for? Get him, cripple this brat!" Qin Luzhao roared ferociously.
"Right, Mr. Qin!" a group of followers responded.
Instantly, about a dozen people, rubbing their hands and brimming with Evil Qi, surrounded Zhang Xiaohao.
"Husband, they’re bullying me, you must teach them a lesson!" Zhao Ling’er demanded.
"Whoever dares to bully my people, I will make them regret being born into this world," Zhang Xiaohao said sternly.
He motioned Zhao Ling’er and Zhou Yating to step back, took a step forward, and approached with a cold expression.
"You little shit, you’ve got some guts! To mess with Mr. Qin’s women, I’ll f--..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Xiaohao’s footwork flashed, and he was already in front of him.
His right fist raised violently and smashed into his face.