Chapter 413: Chapter 413
"Let’s go! We’re heading to the fourth floor," Su Ruobai said coldly.
Clutching a baseball bat, he stepped toward the fourth floor.
A group of four had just reached the fourth floor.
A burst of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from above.
Immediately afterward,
a pot-bellied middle-aged man, accompanied by a gang of dyed, tattooed ruffians, rushed down from the upper floor.
The newcomer was none other than Wang Jie Ming, the deputy head of Biyun Lantian Company.
"Su Ruobai, you’ve got some nerve! How dare you come to my turf and cause trouble," Wang Jie Ming sneered.
With arms crossed, he stood there arrogantly, his sinister silver eyes scanning Su Ruobai without restraint.
"Keep your dog eyes to yourself!" Su Ruobai snorted coldly.
"Oh, quite bold, aren’t you! Attacking my men, smashing my company, and you still dare to shout at me? Do you think I, Mr. Wang, am made of mud?" Wang Jie Ming sneered.
"Mr. Wang, I’m asking you! Why did you take our company’s money and yet did nothing?" Su Ruobai said with a sullen face.
"Want to know, do you? Beg me, and I might just tell you!" Wang Jie Ming said triumphantly.
"It seems you did it on purpose!" Su Ruobai sneered.
"Right! You are correct, I did it on purpose! I played your company deliberately!" Wang Jie Ming said brazenly.
"You will regret this!" Su Ruobai said.
"Regret? NO! NO! NO! I won’t regret it. How’s it feel, being played ?" Wang Jie Ming mocked.
"Those who dare to play me never end well! You are no exception," Su Ruobai said, brimming with murderous intent.
"Haha! Smelly woman, you must still be dreaming now, aren’t you? Look at your side, a bunch of weaklings, apart from that pretty boy who barely has some fighting strength, the rest are all worthless as dog shit! And look at my side, each and every one of them is skilled in brawling. Not to boast, Mr. Wang, but my friends here, each could take on two or three, it’s practically a game to them."
"I don’t know who gave you the nerve to be so arrogant!" Wang Jie Ming said haughtily.
"Go to hell!" Ru Ruobai’s eyes turned cold, and she growled.
Clutching the baseball bat, she charged forward rapidly.
With a fierce gust, her bat mercilessly smashed toward Wang Jie Ming’s head.
"Stupid woman, doomed and yet you still dare to strike! You are seeking death," Wang Jie Ming scoffed.
Taking the iron rod from a blond ruffian nearby, he brutally swung it toward Su Ruobai’s delicate body.
"Hmph!" Zhang Xiaohao gave a light grunt.
A mighty aura burst forth from within him.
Solely aimed at Wang Jie Ming, it pressed down on him.
Wang Jie Ming had just taken a step forward when, under the immense pressure of Zhang Xiaohao’s aura, he came to a complete halt.
"Die, scum!" Ru Ruobai snorted coldly.
The baseball bat in her hand violently struck Wang Jie Ming’s head.
Bright red blood trickled down from his head, opening a gash directly on it.
Having landed a blow, Su Ruobai pressed her advantage relentlessly.
A cold gleam flickered in her beautiful eyes.
Gripping the baseball bat, she ferociously struck Wang Jie Ming’s body.
"Ah!" A piercing scream instantly erupted from Wang Jie Ming’s mouth.
"Scum! How dare you play me, go and die!" Ru Ruobai roared.
With the speed of lightning, she raised her high heels and brutally kicked between Wang Jie Ming’s legs.
"Oh!" A cold gasp forcefully burst out of Wang Jie Ming’s mouth.
Dandan was crippled, and Wang Jie Ming screamed in agony.
"Damn! Does it have to be so brutal?" Zhang Xiaohao thought to himself.
He felt a chill in his legs and instinctively squeezed them together.
"Hmph!" At that moment, Su Ruobai’s cold gaze landed on him, giving him a frosty look.
"Hey! What’s with that look? What are you staring at me for?" Zhang Xiaohao said irritably.
"Hmph!" Su Ruobai coldly huffed again.
"Scum! You should go ask around about how notorious I, Su Ruobai, am in Nanhua City! Whoever dares to mess with me, no one has ever ended well!" Su Ruobai said menacingly.
"Ah! You bitch, you dare cripple my balls! After I capture you later, I’ll make sure to play you to death with a cucumber!" Wang Jie Ming roared furiously, his face distorted with rage.
"What are you idiots standing around for? Don’t just stand there, get moving and cripple a few of them!"
"Fuck you! Who the hell are you talking to!" the leading redhead gangster cursed angrily.
A kick flew up, lightning-fast, striking Wang Jie Ming’s chest and sending him flying.
With a cigarette in his mouth and arms crossed over his chest, he looked arrogantly at Su Ruobai and her group.
"Little sister, you’ve got guts! You even dare to mess with Brother Mao’s people, heh! Just agree to spend a night with me, and we’ll call it even today," the redhead sneered.
"Go home and ask your mom to keep you company!" Su Ruobai cursed back.
"Fuck! I’m giving you face here, and you’re stepping all over it, aren’t you! Once Brother Mao captures you guys, we can do whatever we want with you anyway," the redhead sneered maliciously. The most update n0vels are published on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝕟𝕖𝕥
"Zhang Xiaohao, how long do you plan to just watch?" Su Ruobai snapped coldly.
"Heh," Zhang Xiaohao touched his nose and gave a wry smile.
He placed his hand on Su Ruobai’s shoulder, shielding her behind him.
He took a step forward and walked up.
"You’re so arrogant, does your mom know?" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Huh? Little pretty boy, what do you mean?" the redhead asked, puzzled.
"Are you fucking retarded? Can’t you understand the literal meaning?" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.
"Fuck! Pretty boy, you’re looking for death!" the redhead roared angrily.
"Looking for your sister!" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged and said.
"Fuck! Can’t you just speak clearly? I don’t have a sister!" the redhead raged.
"Brother Mao, this pretty boy is cursing you!" one of the underlings interjected.
The redhead swung a big slap across.
"Fuck you! Like you’re any better? Can’t I understand myself? Do I need you to remind me?" the redhead cursed angrily.
His eyes turned cold, emitting a chilly glare.
"Cripple this little bastard!"
Zhang Xiaohao looked at him indifferently.
With a swift step, he reached his side, grabbed his head, and smashed it against the wall.
Bright red blood streaked down his head, instantly flowing out.
"Ah! Pretty boy, you dare to mess with Brother Mao, go to hell!"
"Cripple him, avenge Brother Mao!"
The surrounding dozen or so gangsters snapped to their senses, roaring ferociously.
Wielding iron rods in their hands, they struck fiercely and viciously, aiming at Zhang Xiaohao’s head.
"Hmm?" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyebrows furrowed.
Watching their movements, it seemed as though they were specifically trained.
The iron rods targeted critical points, sinister and malicious.