Chapter 179: Chapter 179

"Fucking hell! You dare to deceive me! I’ll beat you to death!" Brother Diao roared furiously.

Fists and feet flew out, harshly striking the middle-aged driver.

"Brother Diao, stop hitting me, I was wrong, I won’t dare to deceive you again, please spare me!" the middle-aged driver begged for mercy.

"Fuck! Listen to me, because of our past friendship, I’ll let this go. But if you dare do it again, I’ll beat you to death!" Brother Diao said.

After finishing, Brother Diao glared menacingly at Zhang Xiaohao.

"You little shit, it’s your turn now. Do you want to die or live?" Brother Diao arrogantly said.

"Are you retarded? If I can live, who would choose to die?" Zhang Xiaohao retorted irritably.

"Not bad, kid, you know what’s good for you. I’m not making it difficult for you. Because we came here especially for you and including the road expenses just now, hand over ten thousand yuan and we’ll call it even," Brother Diao said.

"Yeah, this is because you admire me, Brother Diao, that I’m giving you this friendship price! For anyone else, without twenty thousand yuan, don’t even think about leaving safely," Brother Diao said.

"I think so too! Hand over the ten thousand yuan," Zhang Xiaohao nodded and said.

"Hand over the money!" Brother Diao said instinctively.

Immediately after finishing, Brother Diao realized what had happened.

His face changed, and he angrily said, "Fuck! Are you playing me?"

"Yeah! I am just playing with you; are you stupid? Only now you realize?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.

"You little bastard, you’re seeking death!" Brother Diao roared furiously.

"Seek your sister!" Zhang Xiaohao retorted.

"Looks like you won’t cry until you see the coffin! Come on, boys, let him bleed a little!" Brother Diao coldly ordered.

After speaking, he stepped back, making room for a group of underlings.

Stood there puffing on a cigar with an arrogant air.

"Kid, you’ve got guts! Even daring to play Brother Diao ."

"Heh! Just another fool who doesn’t know whether he’s alive or dead."

A group of underlings sneered, rubbing their hands together eagerly as they coldly walked towards Zhang Xiaohao.

"I’ll give you one last chance, hand over ten thousand yuan while I haven’t made a move yet," Zhang Xiaohao said teasingly.

"Fuck! You’ve got some nerve, asking me for money! Get him, beat him to death!" Brother Diao bellowed.

No sooner had his words fallen than Zhang Xiaohao moved.

With a sweep of his Soul Power, he controlled the limbs of the gang members, rushed up, and started punching and kicking Brother Diao.

"Ah! Bastard! Are you all blind? Why hit me? Beat him up!" Brother Diao cried out in dismay, lying on the ground with his hands over his head.

The group of underlings, with tears streaming down their faces, cried out, "Brother Diao, we don’t want to either! But we can’t control our own limbs anymore! They just aren’t listening to us."

Brother Diao’s gold necklace was broken, and his body was covered with footprints.

Zhang Xiaohao walked over indifferently and said, "Still want the money?"

"Big, big brother, you are my real brother, I don’t want the money anymore, please have mercy, let me go like a fart, please?" Brother Diao begged for mercy.

Even if he was slow-witted and stubborn, at this moment, he realized he had encountered a superior.

"Is that so! Then let’s settle our account! Honestly speaking, I’m worth tens of thousands every second, and you’ve wasted so much of my time. I won’t make it hard for you, just hand over ten thousand yuan, and we’ll let this go," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"That’s right! What are you idiots still standing there for? Hurry up and give the money to Big Brother!" Brother Dia barked.

One of the underlings trembled as he took out ten thousand yuan from the bag and handed it over.

Zhang Xiaohao casually put the money in his pocket and said, "Our business here is finished, now let’s settle the other matters!"

"Big Brother, please speak!"

"These days, you guys have extorted quite a bit of money, huh?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

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"I understand your ass! Beat him up!" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.

A group of underlings rushed up again and started to punch and kick Brother Dia.

"Want to continue?" Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"Please no, Big Brother! Whatever you say goes," Brother Dia said.

"Good! Hand over all the illegally made money from these days to the police, and go turn yourselves in. Let’s leave it at that," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Bi, Big Brother, are you really going to take it this far? We are from the First-class Hall! I hope you can spare us for the sake of the little dignity of the First-class Hall!" Brother Dia said.

His words carried a threatening tone.

"Haha, First-class Hall? I hear your Hall Master is replaced quite often, aren’t they!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Ah! Big Brother, how do you know?"

"Don’t ask me how I know. In my eyes, First-class Hall is just an ant, easy to crush," Zhang Xiaohao stated bluntly.

"..." Brother Dia and his men were rendered speechless.

"Brother Diao, right? Give me a straight answer, are you going to the police station to turn yourselves in? I’m short on time and don’t have the patience to hang around here," Zhang Xiaohao said.

Facing Zhang Xiaohao’s cold and indifferent eyes, Brother Dia and his men were thoroughly panicked.

"Bi, Big Brother, we’ll go to the police station and turn ourselves in!" Brother Dia said humiliatingly.

"There you go! Just remember, if I find out you haven’t turned yourselves in, you’d better not let me see you again, or else, you know the consequences," Zhang Xiaohao said.

After speaking, he grabbed the ten thousand yuan in his hand, deliberately shook it, and threw it in the middle-aged driver’s face.

"This is your fare. Take the rest of the money and take me to Bai Xue Cosmetics Company," Zhang Xiaohao said.

Without regarding the middle-aged driver’s reaction, he opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

The middle-aged driver was thrilled, never expecting the fare to increase tenfold.

Excitedly, he pocketed the money, completely oblivious to the murderous looks from Brother Dia and his men as he opened the car door, got in, and started the car heading toward Bai Xue Company.

Watching the departing taxi.

"Brother Dia, let’s run!" one of the underlings said.

Brother Dia landed a heavy slap and cursed, "Are you a fucking idiot? This kid is tricky. Run! Where could we go? Unless we flee Nanhua City, if he catches up with us later, won’t we be screwed?"

"Big Brother, are we really going to turn ourselves in?" another underling asked.

"Turn ourselves in? Are you fucking braindead? We’re not going to turn ourselves in, we’re going to do a good deed! Yes, that’s right, a good deed! We’re going to the police station to money, give away all the ill-gotten gains we’ve acquired these days, haha, and then we won’t have to worry about his revenge," Brother Dia said.

"Brother Dia, you’re brilliant! Only someone as clever as our boss could come up with such a top-notch idea!" a group of underlings praised sycophantically.

"Of course! In this business, if you’re not smart, you’ll end up like our old bosses in First-class Hall—three different ones in a month. Whoever takes that position dies!"

Pausing for a moment, Brother Dia continued, "Humph! After donating the money, we’ll settle the score with that bastard driver. Dammit, he dared to screw me over, Qu Shenyue. I’ll definitely kill him!"