Chapter 299: Chapter 299

Less than ten minutes had passed.

The door was pushed open violently, and Sun Dafu charged in brimming with Evil Qi.

"Are you all right, sir?" Sun Dafu asked urgently.

"I’m fine!" Zhang Xiaohao replied.

"Ah! Sir, what happened to them?" Sun Dafu exclaimed in shock.

He looked at the group of unconscious beauties from the PR department and spoke in bewilderment.

"They’ve all been drugged," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Ah! Sir, do you need me to go out and keep watch?" Sun Dafu suggested instinctively.

"What are you talking about! Am I that kind of person?" Zhang Xiaohao rolled his eyes in response.

"Sir, did you call me over here just to keep watch for you?" Sun Dafu asked.

"..." Zhang Xiaohao was at a loss for words.

"The sleeping drugs in them weren’t my doing. With my skills, would I need to resort to such despicable methods to win them over?" Zhang Xiaohao said irritably.

"That seems about right! With your stature, wise and valiant, imposing, and commanding, one shake of your powerful frame would have these beauties throwing themselves at you," Sun Dafu chimed in.

"Stop with the useless talk. See those guys on the ground? They’re the ones who drugged them," Zhang Xiaohao explained.

"Sir, what do you need me to do?" Sun Dafu inquired.

"Your task is to watch them! Without my orders, no one is allowed to set foot in this room. Those who violate this will be crippled!" Zhang Xiaohao commanded with a surge of Evil Qi.

"Understood, sir!" Sun Dafu acknowledged.

He grabbed a chair and charged forward, brutally smashing it over the heads of Brother Niu and the other six men.

Zhang Xiaohao did not stop him and turned to walk out.

He descended the stairs.

In the hall, Zhang Xiaohao headed straight for the kitchen in the back.

As he passed by the fire hydrant, he casually punched it, shattering it and taking out the gun head from inside.

He weighed it in his hand for a moment, finding the weight average but barely suitable for use. Content orıginally comes from 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍

Upon reaching the kitchen entrance, Zhang Xiaohao was stopped by a chef guarding the door.

"Sorry, sir! The kitchen is off-limits to outsiders!" the Fatty chef said.

"Hmm, I know!" Zhang Xiaohao responded.

The hydrant in his hand traced a curve through the air and violently struck the Fatty chef’s shoulder.

"Ah!" A piercing scream immediately rose from the Fatty chef’s mouth.

Before he could react.

Zhang Xiaohao, still holding the hydrant, struck him violently again.

The Fatty chef was knocked to the ground.

Zhang Xiaohao launched a kick, sending the howling Fatty chef flying away.

He carried the hydrant with an air of menace and walked into the kitchen.

"You little beast, how dare you hit me! I’m going to fight you!" An angry roar suddenly sounded from behind him.

The chef who had just been hit was quickly back on his feet, ignoring his nearly disassembled body, and charged at Zhang Xiaohao.

He grabbed a metal basin nearby and aimed a blow at the back of Zhang Xiaohao’s head.

"Scram!" Zhang Xiaohao snapped coldly.

His right foot swept out in an arc, brutally striking the chef’s chest and sending him flying.

"F*ck! How dare you come here causing trouble, let’s kill him!"

"Go to hell, you little beast!"

"Take down this damn brat!"

The chefs in the kitchen, one after another, cried out angrily and, fueled by rage, picked up cooking implements and rushed at Zhang Xiaohao, swinging at his head.

"Courting death!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

Still holding the hydrant, he didn’t bother using any martial arts techniques.

With a gust of wind, he struck down brutally.

He didn’t aim for their heads but rather smashed their arms and other vital parts.

In Zhang Xiaohao’s hands, the fire hydrant flipped up and down, and each time it came crashing down, one or two chefs would be lying on the ground, clutching their arms and wailing in agony.

A group of more than a dozen chefs looked ferocious.

But in front of Zhang Xiaohao, they were nothing but a joke!

In less than a minute, all the chefs in the kitchen had been floored.

One by one, they lay on the ground, howling in pain like dead dogs.

"What, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao’s indifferent gaze turn toward her, a female server stepped back and said.

"I don’t hit women!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.

"Phew!" Hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words, seven or eight female servers let out a collective sigh of relief.

Before their hearts could fully settle down,

Zhang Xiaohao continued, "But I hate women who don’t know their place!"

Zhang Xiaohao moved swiftly, rushing forward.

With punches and kicks, a dozen slaps later, he had those women flipped over on the ground.

"Tell me, who is the head chef here!" Zhang Xiaohao demanded coldly.

"You brat, don’t go too far! This is a fine dining restaurant, a three-star establishment. When our boss arrives, you’re dead meat!" A chef as skinny as a utility pole sneered.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the fire hydrant in Zhang Xiaohao’s hand, with a fierce gust, brutally smashed toward him.

"Ah!" The man screamed in agony as his balls were crushed.

"A three-star restaurant? How impressive!" Zhang Xiaohao said mockingly.

He picked up the fire hydrant from the ground again.

"What, what do you want to do?"

"Tell me, who is the head chef here?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with narrowed eyes.

Scuffle, scuffle, scuffle...

A rush of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside.

Following that, a crowd burst in quickly.

The leader was a dandy, followed by a throng of people, all looking to him for direction.

"Young Master Zhou, it’s him! It’s him! This little beast came to our place causing trouble! He took a fire hydrant, smashed our shop, beat our people! You must stand up for us!" A female server pointed at Zhang Xiaohao and said viciously.

"What a coincidence, Young Master Zhou, we meet again," Zhang Xiaohao remarked playfully.

"You little beast! How dare you address Young Master Zhou by name?" The female server cursed furiously.

Zhou Jianfei casually delivered two fierce slaps.

Despite his body being hollowed out by decadence, he still had the strength to strike women.

The two brutal slaps instantly sent the presumptuous server reeling, spitting out her front teeth.

"Fucking bitch! Speak disrespectfully to big brother again, and I’ll kill you!" Zhou Jianfei cursed furiously.

Everyone was dumbstruck by this sudden turn of events.

"Young Master Zhou, why did you hit me?" the server said, not willing to take it lying down.

"Damn it! Still talking back, huh? I’ll kill you!" Zhou Jianfei roared.

He charged in, wildly throwing punches and kicks, showing no mercy as he beat her.

Zhou Jianfei finally stopped.

With a flattering smile on his face, he approached ingratiatingly.

"What a coincidence, big brother!" Zhou Jianfei said.

In his heart, he was nearly in tears, originally just wanting to have a meal.

After hearing from the server that someone was causing trouble in the restaurant, the nature of the young master kicked in. He just wanted to show off and leave a legend behind before leaving.

Who the fuck would have thought that he would run into this scourge here!