Chapter 228: Chapter 228

"White Tiger, huh? Your turn."

Zhang Xiaohao sneered as he walked over.

"Hmph! Kid, you’ve hidden your skills well!" White Tiger said with a gloomy face.

Enduring the searing pain between his legs, he slapped one hand on the ground and stood up.

"It’s just that you’re all dumb, alright? Blaming me?" scoffed Zhang Xiaohao.

"You little brat, don’t be arrogant! I just wasn’t careful, and you managed to sneak attack me. Now that I’m prepared, you’re going to have no grave to bury your body!" White Tiger said with murderous intent.

"Remember the two choices I gave you just now?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"What do you mean?" White Tiger asked, frowning.

"Your ’eggs’ have already been wasted. Only your tongue hasn’t been cut off yet," Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

"You little beast, you’re asking for death!" White Tiger cried out ferociously, his face twisted.

With a push from his feet, he lunged forward like a hurricane, thunderous in his approach.

His right fist roared out, heading straight for Zhang Xiaohao’s forehead.

"Pitiful tricks, dare to act wildly in front of me!" said Zhang Xiaohao disdainfully.

Seeing White Tiger’s incoming fist getting closer, Zhang Xiaohao nonchalantly reached out his right hand and grabbed the smashing fist in his palm.

"What? This is impossible!" Seeing this, White Tiger cried out in disbelief.

"There are many impossible things in this world; you just haven’t reached that realm yet," Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.

He twisted his hand forcefully!

"Ahh!" A scream, like that of a butchered pig, erupted from White Tiger’s mouth.

Without waiting for him to react, Zhang Xiaohao’s right leg swept across, carrying the force of ten thousand pounds, and smashed onto his knees.

Two sounds of bones breaking in quick succession, and in one breath, White Tiger’s legs had been disabled.

"Ahh!" The miserable screams kept coming from his mouth without stop.

"Can’t take it anymore? The show’s just starting!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.

His right fist fiercely smashed onto his left arm, disabling it.

He kicked up and hit his head.

The immense force forcibly drove White Tiger to his knees.

"What, what do you want to do?" White Tiger said, terror-stricken.

"Remember what I told you just now?" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

"Ah! You want to cut off my tongue?"

"You’re not too stupid!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

He grabbed a cleaver in his hand.

His right foot struck like lightning on White Tiger’s chest, and he swung the knife toward his tongue.

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaohao kicked sharply under his chin, forcing his tongue out.

With a flick of the wrist, he severed White Tiger’s tongue.

All his limbs disabled, his ’eggs’ wasted, his tongue cut off!

In pain, White Tiger thrashed about on the ground, rolling back and forth.

Indifferently throwing the cleaver aside, he coldly watched the howling gangsters lying on the ground.

"I’ll count to three. All of you get up! If anyone is still lying down, that will be your fate," Zhang Xiaohao commanded coldly.

Facing Zhang Xiaohao’s cold and slicing gaze, all the gangsters panicked.

Ignoring the severe pain in their bodies, they gritted their teeth and crawled up from the ground.

"Good! All of you, come here," Zhang Xiaohao ordered.

Having said that, he walked towards the two parked Mercedes.

Zhu Youcai’s courage had been completely frightened away, seeing Zhang Xiaohao approaching with a group of menacing people.

In a panic, he locked the car doors and hid underneath.

Frightened, he closed his eyes and prayed in his heart, don’t see me, don’t see me...

"Open the car door," Zhang Xiaohao demanded.

"Yes, boss!" the gang murmured.

The car door opened, revealing the scene inside.

"Isn’t this Mr. Zhu? We meet again!" Zhang Xiaohao said with amusement.

"Ah! Zhang, Zhang Xiaohao, what, what do you think you’re doing? My dad is Zhu Tianming, if you dare to mess around, it won’t end well for you!" Zhu Youcai threatened.

"Hehe, rest assured I won’t make a mess of things," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

"Hmph! I don’t think you have the guts!" Zhu Youcai said with a smug look.

"Beating you would only dirty my hands, but I can’t say the same for them, they’re not my men, so I can’t control them," Zhang Xiaohao said with a cold laugh.

"Ah! Bastard! You dare..." Zhu Youcai raged.

"Your chance for revenge has come, I hope you don’t disappoint me!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a sinister smile.

"Don’t worry, boss, I’ve long found this little fucker displeasing to the eye."

"Fuck this little prick! Go die, you son of a bitch!"

A gang of thugs roared in anger.

They rushed forward quickly, dragging Zhu Youcai out of the car and throwing him to the ground.

Without any specific orders from Zhang Xiaohao, the elite fighters of First-class Hall charged with fury.

Their fists and feet flew, landing solid blows, and they pummeled his face viciously.

Agonizing screams coupled with the sound of punches and kicks erupted wildly.

Zhang Xiaohao waved his hand, and everything stopped.

Looking at Zhu Youcai, who lay on the ground like a dead dog, gasping less and less, Zhang Xiaohao said,

"Being arrogant isn’t your fault, but you should never have crossed me! This incident is just an appetizer, if you’re not convinced, feel free to come back for revenge!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Big brother, can we go now?" one of the thugs asked weakly.

Zhang Xiaohao slapped him hard across the face.

"Did I say you could leave?" Zhang Xiaohao asked coldly.

"Boss, I was wrong, please forgive us!"

"You have five minutes to find some rope for me!" Zhang Xiaohao ordered.

"Ah! Boss, what do you need the rope for?"

Zhang Xiaohao slapped him again and snarled, "What I’m going to do with it? Do I need to explain it to you?"

"Boss, I was wrong, I’ll go find the rope right now!" the thug said.

Rising from the ground, he dashed toward a nearby general store.

It took less than five minutes, just over four.

The thug returned carrying a sack of rope.

"Boss, do you think this rope will be enough?" the thug asked.

"It’ll barely suffice," Zhang Xiaohao nodded and said.

He pointed at the thugs and instructed,

"Take this rope and loop it around these two Mercedes cars."

"Understood, boss!" the elite fighters of First-class Hall immediately responded.

Armed with rope, they looped it around the two Mercedes cars.

The dozens of ropes were quickly tied in place.

"Good, each person takes a rope and pulls the two cars for ten kilometers. If you do that, we’ll call it even," Zhang Xiaohao said.

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"What, you’re not willing?" Even before they could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaohao forcibly interrupted.

Under Zhang Xiaohao’s chilly and indifferent gaze, the fighters from First-class Hall were petrified.

"Then what the hell are you waiting for? Pull!" Zhang Xiaohao barked.

"Yes, boss!" the group from First-class Hall said nervously.

Each one grabbed a rope and, putting all their might into it, started pulling forward.