Chapter 187: Chapter 187
"Old Dog, you’ve finally dared to show yourself!" Zhang Xiaohao taunted.
"Hmph! I didn’t want to be accused of ganging up in great numbers, getting a bad reputation. I didn’t expect you, you ruthless little beast, to actually strike down these innocent Disciples, destroying their Dantians. Truly, you have a vicious heart!" Guan Tianyang coldly sneered.
"Little beast? Who are you talking about?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Talking about you!" Guan Tianyang said.
As soon as he said it, he realized that he had been played by Zhang Xiaohao.
His face darkened as he exclaimed, "You little beast dare to play me!"
"Little beast? Who are you talking about?" Zhang Xiaohao repeated.
"Talking about you!" Guan Tianyang said.
After finishing, his expression darkened again, and he became utterly confused by anger; otherwise, he would definitely not have been fooled again and again.
"What a sharp-tongued scoundrel! Today, I’ve truly seen it for myself," Guan Tianyang said coldly.
"Cold your sister! Didn’t you say I’m ruthless? Old Dog, open your eyes wide and watch how I destroy the Dantians of these wastes," Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
"You dare!" Guan Tianyang roared in anger.
"Are you fucking stupid? Can’t you see whether I dare or not with your own eyes?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed bluntly.
He walked over to a Disciple of Guan Martial Arts Hall.
"Don’t destroy my Dantian! Please, I beg you," this Disciple of Guan Martial Arts Hall begged for mercy.
"Hmph! When you came to cause trouble, to oppress, did you ever consider our feelings?" Zhang Xiaohao scoffed coldly.
His right foot slammed down, brutally crushing his Dantian.
"Ah!" A pig-like scream immediately burst from the mouth of this Disciple of the Guan Martial Arts Hall.
"Old Dog, did you see that? This is just the beginning. There are still more than twenty others. I’ve got all the time in the world; we can take it slow, no rush," Zhang Xiaohao said.
He walked up to the second Disciple of the Guan Martial Arts Hall, who wet himself upon seeing Zhang Xiaohao.
Before he could finish his sentence, his Dantian was once again ruined by Zhang Xiaohao.
"Eh! Old Dog, what’s wrong with your face? Why is it so dark? Did you have a fall-out with the local climate, or did a pig nibble on you?" Zhang Xiaohao asked curiously.
"You little beast, you’re going too far!" Guan Tianyang said with a grim face, roaring angrily.
"I’m going too far your sister! You allow yourself to bring people to bully me, but I’m not allowed to bully you? Are you fucking stupid? Or did a donkey kick your head? Not even idiots would act like you!" Zhang Xiaohao pointed and cursed loudly. Follow current novᴇls on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱
"You what? It’s not like I slept with your wife or your daughter-in-law, so quit acting so shocked, okay? They, in your eyes, are just piles of stinking dog shit! Alive, they just occupy space. I’m actually helping you clean up the trash. Yeah, you should thank me!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
He walked over to the third Disciple of the Guan Martial Arts Hall, his right foot stepping on his Dantian.
He shook his head and said, "See? This is your great Master! To him, you’re just a pile of stinking dog shit! Once you lose your value, all that awaits you is being discarded!"
"Please, I beg you, don’t..." this Disciple of the Guan Martial Arts Hall cried out loud for mercy.
Before he had finished speaking, Zhang Xiaohao’s right foot had already stomped down.
"Don’t blame me! If you’re going to blame anyone, it’s yourselves. If you hadn’t meddled in this mess, how would I have destroyed your Dantians?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"Old Dog, don’t look at me with those grateful eyes! I’m afraid I can’t take it!" Zhang Xiaohao laughed loudly.
He walked up to the next Disciple of Guan Martial Arts Hall.
Seeing him approach, the Disciple, holding back the searing pain in his knees,
struggled to rise from the ground and pleaded, "Please, sir, don’t! I beg you, treat me like a fart and let me go!"
"Let you go? Then who let go of the security guards in my company? When you were bullying my company’s employees, did you ever think of letting them go? Did you consider that they were innocent? No! Now that you’ve met someone stronger, you turn cowardly? You want me to let you off? Do you think you deserve it?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.
"Master, save me! I’ve risked my life for Guan Martial Arts Hall, earning countless meritorious deeds. You can’t just stand by and watch me die!"
"Shut up! Have some dignity! Better to die standing than live on your knees!" Guan Tianyang said coldly.
"Die standing your ass! It’s because your Dantian isn’t the one being destroyed, right? If it were your precious son, you’d be kneeling and begging for mercy by now!" the Disciple shouted, eyes red.
"You’re asking for death!" Guan Tianyang roared.
His body swayed as he charged rapidly toward the Disciple.
His palm struck out, roaring like thunder, aiming for his head, apparently intent on taking his life.
"Old Dog! Killing someone in front of me, did you ask for my permission?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
Military boxing in action, his fist thundered out, and a faint image of a roaring black dragon emerged, forcefully slamming forward.
Guan Tianyang’s body shook, and he staggered back three steps before stabilizing himself.
"What? Military boxing? How can it be so powerful? This can’t be possible!" Guan Tianyang exclaimed in disbelief.
"Improbable things happen all the time, like your beloved son might someday cuck you," Zhang Xiaohao mocked.
"Don’t be smug!" Guan Tianyang said angrily.
"I am smug. What are you going to do, bite me? Old Dog, let me ask you, how does it feel to be cursed at by your own disciple? Just curious, does your face hurt?" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged and said.
"Hmph!" Guan Tianyang said, angrily brushing off his sleeve.
"No rush! The show’s just getting started! I assure you, I will treat you to a spectacular performance," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Humph! I’d like to see just what tricks you can pull!" Guan Tianyang snorted coldly.
"As you wish! I guarantee you won’t be disappointed," Zhang Xiaohao laughed.
Looking coldly at the Disciples of Guan Martial Arts Hall lying on the ground, he said, "I am a reasonable man; I always prefer to convince with my words, not my hands! I find this Old Dog annoying, so you guys, point at his nose and curse him! The harsher and uglier the curse, the quicker today’s matter is forgiven! If you can make him spit blood, I’ll reward you with a Yellow Rank Middle Grade martial arts skill!"
"Sir, are these words true?" asked the Disciple who had previously given up all hope and cursed at Guan Tianyang.
"Nonsense! My promise is as solid as a swallowed nail! A man’s word is like water shot out—it doesn’t go back!" Zhang Xiaohao declared.
"I understand, my lord!" the Disciple said.
Looking coldly at Guan Tianyang, he said, "Guan Tianyang, ever since I joined your Guan Martial Arts Hall, not only have I paid a high fee annually, but I’ve also been ordered around like a dead dog—coming in the wind, going in the rain, without any complaints, but your performance today has truly disappointed me! As a master, you shouldn’t just stand by and watch me die!"