A quarter of an hour later.
Zhang Xiaohao put down his chopsticks, having almost finished eating, and took out a Panda cigarette to smoke.
In his mind, however, he was contemplating the annihilation of the John family.
From the information currently at hand, to eradicate the John family, it was necessary to eliminate Roland and the other three major related families.
Heading straight for the John family, these three major related families would rush to their aid at the first sign of trouble.
By then, it would turn into a bitter battle.
Just at this moment, the door of the private room suddenly opened from the outside, and a staggering figure rushed in.
Before Zhang Xiaohao and his companion could react, the figure had already dived under the table.
"Eh! What’s going on here?" Zhang Xiaohao was taken aback.
Just as he was about to lift the tablecloth to look, a series of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded from outside.
Immediately after, about a dozen figures rushed in, led by a white-haired woman.
"Yellow-skinned monkey, tell me, did you see a woman come in just now?" the white-haired woman arrogantly demanded.
"Where’s this beast from, can’t speak human language?" Zhang Xiaohao scoffed.
He sat indifferently, smoking, blowing smoke into her face.
"Who are you calling a beast?" the white-haired woman said with a cold face.
"Calling you a beast! Can’t you even make that out?" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.
"Hmph! Yellow-skinned monkey, you’ve got some nerve to insult me, I’m going to tear your mouth today!" the white-haired woman said viciously.
She waved her hand dominantly.
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"Yes, ma’am!" two foreigners respectfully responded.
In the meantime, they menacingly made their way towards Zhang Xiaohao.
When they reached his side, the two snickered and reached out with both hands towards Zhang Xiaohao’s shoulders.
Zhang Xiaohao continued to sit there casually, smoking.
As their palms drew ever closer, Zhang Xiaohao finally moved.
With a quick grab with his right hand, he held two chopsticks and jabbed them like lightning into the palms of both men.
"Ah!" Two shrieks, akin to those of a pig being slaughtered, immediately erupted from their mouths, as crimson blood dripped down the chopsticks onto the floor.
"If you want to be a qualified dog!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes turned cold as he spoke.
He kicked violently at the knees of both men with his right foot, crack! Two consecutive sounds of knee caps shattering were heard.
The two foreigners kneeled on the ground.
"Hmm, not a bad pose! But you’re still a long way from being a perfect dog," Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
He grabbed two plates with his hands and covered their faces with them, pressing down hard with his palms.
"Only do you resemble a qualified dog, kneeling and begging your master for a bone!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded in satisfaction.
Withdrawing his hands, the two plates stuck to the faces of the foreigners as if glued on, not falling off.
Zhang Xiaohao gave a playful look to the white-haired woman.
"White-haired bitch, how’s my masterpiece? Don’t you feel like giving me a thumbs-up? Saying ’good’?" Zhang Xiaohao taunted.
"Dare to lay hands on my people, you’re seeking death!" the white-haired woman bellowed in rage.
With each step, a vast and icy aura exploded from within and pressed down towards Zhang Xiaohao.
Zhang Xiaohao sat lazily on the chair as if nothing had happened.
"White Dog, you’re not up to par, are you? Haven’t you eaten? Sigh! I’m just too softhearted. Here’s the deal, you kneel down and wag your tail for me, and I’ll gift you this fish soup," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Who exactly are you?" the white-haired woman withdrew her aura and asked sternly.
Filled with wariness towards Zhang Xiaohao, her own mastery of the Peak of Control Realm not affecting him in the least as he just sat there lazily.
Even a fool would recognize that under these circumstances, the person across must be a hidden expert.
"Are you freaking blind? Can’t you even tell I’m a man?" Zhang Xiaohao mocked.
"Hmph! Mind your language! My respect for you doesn’t mean I’m afraid! Don’t make me turn from offering wine to forcing a penalty drink!" the white-haired woman said coldly.
"After all this fuss, you want a drink, huh! Well, that can be arranged," Zhang Xiaohao nodded and said.
He grabbed an XO bottle that was almost empty.
"Sigh! Not much left, just a few drops. White Dog, you’ll just have to make do!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Don’t you push people too..."
The white-haired woman hadn’t finished her sentence when a flash of black light smashed brutally into her face.
The shattered bottle cascaded from her face to the ground.
Bright red blood gushed profusely from her nose.
The fiery pain spread to her heart, almost bringing tears to the white-haired woman’s eyes.
"Eh! Why are you crying? Are you so happy? Are those tears of joy? Well, I’m a good person, so please don’t thank me! Otherwise, I’ll become conceited," Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"You bastard! How dare you smash a bottle on me, I’ll kill you!" the white-haired woman raged.
With a stamp of her foot, she charged at Zhang Xiaohao like lightning, bringing a ferocious wind in her wake.
She struck with her palm, a formidable force erupting and aiming straight for Zhang Xiaohao’s face.
Zhang Xiaohao casually picked up the remnants of the fish soup from the table.
With a swift movement, he stood up.
Holding the soup, he gained the upper hand although reacting second, and slammed it onto the white-haired woman’s face.
An immense force erupted from his hand and bore down ruthlessly on the white-haired woman’s face.
The vicious claws the white-haired woman had extended retracted as the massive force hit her face.
"Ah..." A howl of humiliation burst from the white-haired woman’s mouth.
"Wow, you cry out quite expertly there! I haven’t even started, and you’re already whimpering?" Zhang Xiaohao said tauntingly.
Indifferently withdrawing his hand, he sat back down on the chair.
He looked mockingly at the white-haired woman.
The white-haired woman coldly removed the bowl from her face and stared at Zhang Xiaohao with fury and deep apprehension in her eyes.
"We are from the John family. Are you sure you want to offend us?" the white-haired woman said.
"You lot are worth squat! Take a good look at yourselves in the mirror before acting tough," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Humph! We’ll remember this incident tonight! Let’s go," the white-haired woman said viciously.
Having said that, she led the group of foreigners to leave.
Just as they were about to exit the room, Zhang Xiaohao’s indifferent voice suddenly rang out.
"Did I say you could go?" Zhang Xiaohao said with a sneer.
"What do you mean? Do you really want to be enemies with the John family?" the white-haired woman stopped and asked.
"The John family counts for nothing! You have two choices. The first one is to crawl out of here on your knees, while slapping your cheeks hard, shouting loud that you are White Dog!" Zhang Xiaohao said.