Chapter 1105: Chapter 1105

Sister Zhou came out with four dishes and a soup, as well as a portion of bread and milk.

"Sir, the food is ready," Sister Zhou said with a smile.

"Thanks for the hard work! Sister Zhou, you can go to sleep now! I’ll do the dishes myself after eating," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"Alright! If there’s anything, just call me, sir," Sister Zhou replied.

After speaking, she turned and headed to her bedroom.

Zhang Xiaohao took out a bottle of 2011 Lafite wine from the Shennong Ring and began to eat.

Halfway through the meal, Zhang Xiaohao frowned and stopped.

The gate of the Cheng Family’s villa was violently kicked open at this moment.

A flurry of hurried footsteps sounded quickly.

"Is this bastard swallowing a weight, determined to go against me? Quite the guts! Daring to smash my door!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

He stood up from the sofa, took out a panda cigarette, and lazily began to smoke.

He walked toward the outside.

Just as Zhang Xiaohao opened the door, five or six cold figures, drenched in rain, rushed crazily toward him.

"Get lost!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted.

His right foot kicked out like lightning.

A series of crashing sounds resonated.

The five or six Body Tempering Realm experts who rushed up were directly kicked away.

They flew backward five or six meters, knocking over a dozen men in black, and slammed harshly on the ground.

"You little brat! Quite the guts! It’s one thing to have crippled my young master’s balls, but you dare resist! Capture him for me!" The leader with triangular eyes said vengefully. Follow current novels on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱

"Yes, Master Zhu!" the twenty or so burly men around answered respectfully.

At once, they surrounded Zhang Xiaohao from all sides, emanating Evil Qi as they closed in on him.

Zhang Xiaohao leisurely closed the gate of the villa.

He turned around and looked playfully at this group of men who suddenly appeared.

"You’ve got guts! Daring to kick my door and wanting to capture me, tsk tsk! Admirable courage!" Zhang Xiaohao said mockingly.

"Hmph! You little brat, your woman crippled my young master’s balls, making him unable to do the deed! If I don’t capture you despicable pair and dunk you in a pig basket, what face will Wind and Rain Divine Sect have?" Master Zhu said with a gloomy face.

He waved his hand domineeringly.

"What are you standing around for? Hurry up and capture him for me!" Master Zhu shouted coldly.

"Go to hell, you stinky boy!"

"Kneel down, you little brat!"

"Daring to cripple my young master’s balls, I’ll cripple yours!"

A group of men in black roared angrily one after another.

Their fists pounded out violently with a strong gust of wind, aiming fiercely at Zhang Xiaohao’s vital points.

"Wait!" Zhang Xiaohao suddenly said as their fists and kicks were about to land on him.

Screech, screech, screech...

Hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words, this group of men in black came to a sudden stop, instinctively halting.

The brakes were so sharp that they almost twisted their balls, it was truly uncomfortable!

"Kid, what do you want to say?" Master Zhu said with a dark face.

"Are you saying that Xue’er crippled your young master’s balls?" Zhang Xiaohao asked suspiciously.

He suddenly realized, I wondered why Xue’er and Ruobai were so quiet tonight! Turns out they did something wrong!

"Hmm? What Xue’er cat, kid, stop playing mind games here!" Master Zhu coldly reprimanded.

"Wasn’t it Xue’er? Was it Su Ruobai?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.

"Hmph! Stop changing the subject! I, Master Zhu, don’t understand any Xue’er or Su Ruobai!" Master Zhu said coldly.

"Hmm? Wasn’t it them? Could it be Cheng Qingsu, that troublesome sister-in-law?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Damn! Kid, shut up! The woman who crippled my young master was Ouyang Yu!!!" Master Zhu couldn’t hold back anymore and shouted furiously.

"Ouyang Yu? She crippled your young master’s balls?" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

"Kid, remember now? Tonight, even if you talk the skies down, dry the Yellow River, I, Master Zhu, will capture you despicable pair! Rip off your skins, and throw you into a pig basket, soak you in the river!" Master Zhu said malevolently.

Seeing that his men were still dawdling, Master Zhu became enraged.

"Damn! Are you all fools? What the hell are you waiting for? Capture him for Master Zhu!" Master Zhu roared.

"Yes, Master Zhu!" the group of men in black replied respectfully.

They immediately let out a low roar and charged viciously again.

"Wait!" Zhang Xiaohao waved his hand and said again.

Hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words, this group of men in black stopped again.

"Damn! Are you all pigs? I, Master Zhu, never told you to stop, who gave you the guts to pause?" Master Zhu roared.

The group of men turned their gaze toward Zhang Xiaohao.

"Damn! Kid, what on earth do you want to say?" Master Zhu shouted furiously.

"I want to settle a score with you!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

"Settle a score? Hahaha... that’s just hilarious, I, Master Zhu, am really curious, you, a man at death’s door, have what it takes to settle accounts with me!" Master Zhu said arrogantly.

"First, you kicked in my door! Second, you interrupted my meal! Third, this place is the Cheng Family, not the Ouyang Family! You dared to run wild on my turf, quite the courage!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.

"Hmph! No matter if it’s the Cheng Family or the Ouyang Family, tonight you are doomed! Come on, give me—"

Before Master Zhu could finish his sentence, Zhang Xiaohao flickered and was already in front of him, delivering a kick to his face, sending him crashing to the ground.

He stomped down with his right foot, bringing a gust of wind, he fiercely ground it into his face against the ground.

"Ah..." Pig-like screams continually poured out from Master Zhu’s mouth.

"Damn! You dare sneak up on Master Zhu, you’re courting death!"

"Get your stinky foot off, let go of Master Zhu!"

"Kid, get away from him!"

A group of black-clad men around them roared one after another, launching their fiercest attacks, viciously targeting Zhang Xiaohao’s vital points.

"A bunch of trash, get lost!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted coldly.

With a light tap of his foot on the ground, he executed a sweeping move, his right foot carrying a gust of wind, violently kicking over.

A burst of crashing sounds rang out, the black-clad men who charged up were directly kicked to the ground.

Each one clutched their teeth, writhing in pain there.

Zhang Xiaohao didn’t even glance at them, coldly staring at Master Zhu.