Chapter 180: Chapter 180

"Big brother, Bai Xue Company has arrived." The middle-aged driver stopped the car at the roadside.

"Hehe," Zhang Xiaohao gave a mysterious smile and pulled open the car door to get out.

The middle-aged driver did not dare to delay, quickly closed the car door, and drove away.

"Really think the ten thousand yuan I gave you was that easy to take? That’s for your medical expenses," Zhang Xiaohao mused as he watched the departing taxi.

Turning around, he walked towards the Bai Xue Company.

"Hmm? What’s going on? Where are the security guards at the entrance?" Zhang Xiaohao frowned and wondered.

At the entrance of Bai Xue Company.

The security guards who usually patrolled were nowhere to be seen; they had all been replaced by disciples of the Guan Martial Arts Hall wearing practice uniforms.

"Guan Martial Arts Hall? You guys have some nerve! You’ve even brought the fight to the company. Seems like there’s no need to keep you around," Zhang Xiaohao thought, his heart filled with murderous intent.

With a cold face, he walked up to the company entrance and stopped.

To be precise, he was blocked by disciples of the Guan Martial Arts Hall.

"Stop right there! The area is under martial law, no entry for unrelated personnel, get lost!" a Guan Martial Arts Hall disciple barked coldly.

"You’ve got some guts, occupying someone else’s company!" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.

"Our Guan Martial Arts Hall doesn’t need a wet-behind-the-ears brat like you telling us what to do! If you know what’s good for you, scram, or we’ll beat you to a pulp," the Guan Martial Arts Hall disciple boasted arrogantly.

"Oh!" With a sound, the Guan Martial Arts Hall disciple covered his crotch, gasped for air, and thudded to the ground, howling in pain.

"Damn! You little shit, how dare you lay hands on someone from Guan Martial Arts Hall, you’re asking for death!"

The other seven disciples by the entrance saw their senior brother crippled and roared, rushing towards Zhang Xiaohao swiftly.

Their fists thundered out, viciously aiming for Zhang Xiaohao’s head, not holding back at all, apparently trying to kill him.

"Die!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted coldly.

His body flickered, moving swiftly among them.

With kicks deployed at full force, he brutally struck their bodies.

Even without channeling True Qi, relying solely on physical strength, with Zhang Xiaohao’s current level of cultivation, his furious strikes had the power of several hundred pounds.

One after another, cries rang out as the disciples of Guan Martial Arts Hall screamed, their crotches soaked in blood, and they were kicked into unconsciousness.

Looking at their crotches now, blood was everywhere.

In this lifetime, they might as well resign themselves to be eunuchs!

However, it wasn’t over yet, the real show had just begun.

Zhang Xiaohao sneered and aimed his right foot at their Dantians, stamping down hard.

Even in their unconscious state, as their Dantians were destroyed, the eight disciples of Guan Martial Arts Hall woke up in agony, only to pass out again from the pain.

Having dealt with them, Zhang Xiaohao strode towards the company.

He entered the company.

Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes narrowed, and a powerful murderous aura burst forth from within him.

The receptionist sat on the sofa with tears in her voice. Beside her, two disciples of Guan Martial Arts Hall were groping her, touching, and kissing her.

"Stop!" Zhang Xiaohao ordered sternly, striding towards them.

"Ah! Mr. Zhang, you’re back! You need to run, they are all looking for you!" Seeing Zhang Xiaohao, the receptionist’s eyes lit up, and she immediately warned him.

"Dammit, who gave you the right to speak?" one of the Guan Martial Arts Hall disciples bellowed.

He raised his hand to slap the receptionist.

Just as his palm was about to hit the receptionist’s face.

Zhang Xiaohao had already reached him, grabbing the palm he had swung out in his hand.

"Hitting women is wrong!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"You little brat, you motherf..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Xiaohao exerted force with his palm and violently twisted it.

He crushed the man’s arm with brute force.

"Ahh..." A pig-slaughter-like scream miserably erupted from the man’s mouth.

"Such a noise!" Zhang Xiaohao swung a punch and smashed it into his face.

All of his front teeth were knocked out.

Even his nose was shattered.

With a forceful pull of his hand, he dragged the man’s body from the sofa, delivering two consecutive kicks with his right foot, lightning-fast, to his torso and Dantian.

The pig-slaughter-like screams were at their peak, erupting from his mouth.

Zhang Xiaohao, as if throwing away trash, casually tossed him on the ground.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Xiaohao looked at the receptionist and spoke gently.

"Mr. Zhang, I’m fine, thank you!" The receptionist, tears welling up, rushed up and threw herself into Zhang Xiaohao’s embrace.

"It’s good that you’re fine! I will make sure that all the jerks who bullied you pay back double!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.

"Mhm." The receptionist nodded, raised her tear-stained face hurriedly, and said, "Mr. Zhang, you have to get out of here quick! Those bastards are looking for you! Run!"

"Fool! I’m a man, and heaven or hell, I’ve got it covered! Listen, stand aside and watch the show. Whichever hand touched you, I’ll chop off that very hand!" Zhang Xiaohao said sternly.

"Mhm." The receptionist nodded.

She voluntarily left Zhang Xiaohao’s embrace and stood to the side.

"You little brat, who are you? Daring to meddle in the affairs of Guan Martial Arts Hall, are you tired of living?" Another disciple from Guan Martial Arts Hall coldly shouted.

"My name is Zhang Xiaohao. Weren’t you looking for me? I’m here now, so call all your people down! Some matters need to be settled." Zhang Xiaohao spoke indifferently.

"What? You are Zhang Xiaohao? Haha... You really chose to forgo heaven’s gate and storm into hell! I thank the heavens for delivering you to me. As long as I capture you, heh heh, the glory of this major feat will all be mine," the disciple from Guan Martial Arts Hall said excitedly.

He tossed his walkie-talkie carelessly to the side.

He rubbed his hands together eagerly and, shaking his head with Evil Qi emanating, stood up from the sofa.

"Remember this, you little brat, the one capturing you is..."

Before he could finish, Zhang Xiaohao flew up with a kick to his face.

He was sent flying ten meters, tumbling violently before crashing to the ground.

Zhang Xiaohao, with a cold expression, walked over to him, stepping on his contorted face, and said, "I’ve said that I would chop off whichever hand touched the women of my company!"

With that, his right foot brutally stepped on both of the man’s arms.

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A pig-slaughter-like scream burst from his mouth.

"Such a noise!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes turned cold, and he delivered a kick, grinding it onto the man’s chin.

His chin was crushed instantly, and his foot didn’t stop there, landing another kick on his Dantian.

"Ahh!" The disciple from Guan Martial Arts Hall screamed in pain and fainted.

Zhang Xiaohao walked over to the sofa and picked up the walkie-talkie.