Chapter 423: Chapter 423

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Xiaohao suddenly spoke up.

A burst of abrupt braking sounds erupted.

Just as the group of thugs were about to rush in front of Zhang Xiaohao, ready to seize the fruits of victory,

Zhang Xiaohao chose that moment to speak up.

Hearing his words, the thugs subconsciously stopped in their tracks.

They had charged so fiercely, and now with such an abrupt stop, their "eggs" felt terribly uncomfortable!

"Kid, got any last words?" Brother Pao stepped forward and asked.

"Got a question for you." Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Seeing as you’re about to become a cripple, I can be generous and tell you! Go on, what do you want to ask?" Brother Pao said arrogantly.

"That car of mine, is it in your possession?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Car? What car?" Brother Pao asked, puzzled.

"Brother Pao, the pretty boy means that white Volkswagen." Wu Qinglin chimed in.

"Oh! So you’re talking about that car! Indeed, the car is now in my hands. Took it for a few spins, nothing beats a new car!" Brother Pao declared proudly.

"Is that so? Then you can all go to hell now." Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

He took a step forward, charging swiftly.

With a swift reach of his hand, he grabbed the palms of two thugs and twisted hard!

He snapped their arms clean off.

"Ah..." Their arms rendered useless, they screamed out in excruciating pain.

"Dare to mess with me, you’re looking for death!" Zhang Xiaohao scoffed coldly.

His right foot lashed out, a sweeping blow smashed into their heads, flipping them onto the ground.

He grabbed the arms of two other thugs and did the same, forcefully breaking their arms.

The dozen or so thugs were all laid out on the ground.

With their arms disabled, crimson blood flowed from their shoulders.

They howled in agony.

"Now it’s your turn." Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

He walked toward Brother Pao.

"You stop right there!" Brother Pao roared.

"Stop your sister!" Zhang Xiaohao cursed.

He delivered two backhands, brutally striking and flipping Brother Pao onto the ground.

"Ah! You little shit, you dare hit me? Do you know who I am?" Brother Pao roared fiercely.

"Who the fuck you are, what’s that to me?" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully.

Picking up a metal rod from the ground, he charged up and began furiously beating Brother Pao with it.

"Ah..." A squeal like that of a slaughtered pig burst out from Brother Pao’s mouth.

Brother Pao’s limbs were crippled, his body covered in blood, his strength to scream in agony completely drained.

"So, who are you?" Zhang Xiaohao said.

He threw the iron rod on the ground.

"You little shit, you dare hit me, just you wait! The Heaven and Earth Sect won’t let this slide!" Brother Pao bellowed furiously.

"Heaven and Earth Sect? What a coincidence, just yesterday I took care of a thug called Brother Mao." Zhang Xiaohao said casually.

"What? Brother Mao was taken out by you?" Brother Pao said in shock.

"Mhm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded.

"Ah! Big, Big Boss, no! My lord, I was wrong, truly wrong, please just let me go like a fart!" Brother Pao pleaded.

His change of face was incredibly swift!

"Shut your mouth!" Zhang Xiaohao shouted coldly.

"Ah! Yes, my lord." Brother Pao exclaimed.

He cursed Wu Qinglin inwardly, swearing that if Zhang Xiaohao weren’t there, he would make him pay back tenfold, a hundredfold.

"I’m someone who always talks sense when I do things." Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Yes!" Brother Pao agreed quickly.

"You took advantage of your numbers and set a trap, robbing my woman of all her savings and her car, didn’t you?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Ah! Big brother, it wasn’t you..."

Before Brother Pao could finish, Zhang Xiaohao sent a flying kick to his chin, sending him tumbling on the ground.

"You only need to answer yes or no!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a cold look in his eyes. The source of thɪs content is 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥

"No!" Brother Pao said with a pained expression.

Zhang Xiaohao kicked him in the face again, sending him flying.

"No?" Zhang Xiaohao said mockingly.

"Yes! Yes, big brother!" Brother Pao said with a whimper.

"Just now, you boasted that you’d break my limbs and throw me into the mountains, right?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.

"Yes!" Brother Pao said.

"And you brought people over to my woman’s place to show off, right!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Yes!" Brother Pao answered again, on the verge of tears inside.

"Now that everything is clear, let’s talk about compensation," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Ah! Big brother, what do you want?" Brother Pao exclaimed in alarm.

"Three rules in total, just compensate with a random million, and we’ll let bygones be bygones," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Ah! Big brother, I don’t have that much money!" Brother Pao said.

"Don’t you? Heaven and Earth Sect behind you does! Go back and tell your manager, by nightfall, deliver one million to Bai Xue Company’s security office! If one dime is missing, tonight I will flatten your Heaven and Earth Sect!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a murderous aura.

"What are you still ’ah’-ing about? Get lost!" Zhang Xiaohao ordered coldly.

"Big brother, my arms and legs are broken because of you, I can’t roll away!" Brother Pao said pitifully.

"Is that so? I’ll be a good guy to the end, then, and help you out one more time," Zhang Xiaohao said.

With one kick each, he sent Brother Pao and his gang flying out.

The door slammed shut.

Zhang Xiaohao sat on the sofa with a malicious air, looking at Wu Qinglin.

Facing Zhang Xiaohao’s cold, knife-like gaze, Wu Qinglin instantly wet himself.

Before Zhang Xiaohao even lifted a hand, Wu Qinglin lost control of his bladder and bowel out of fear.

Unable to withstand the pressure from Zhang Xiaohao, Wu Qinglin knelt on the ground.

Covered in filth, he crawled up to Zhang Xiaohao.

He raised his palm and brutally smacked his own face.

While smacking himself, he said with a sobbing voice.

"Good son-in-law, I was wrong!"

Zhang Xiaohao nearly spat out his breakfast from laughter at the ridiculous sight, then sent a flying kick to Wu Qinglin’s chest, kicking him away.

"Damn! Who the hell is your son-in-law? Keep babbling nonsense, and they will be your fate," Zhang Xiaohao snapped coldly.

"Ah! Yes! Yes! Yes! I won’t mispeak, I promise not to babble!" Wu Qinglin hastily agreed.

"Tell me, how did you get to know them?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"I met them at Jixiang Gambling House!" Wu Qinglin said.

As he told his story, Zhang Xiaohao gradually pieced together the whole situation.

Wu Qinglin couldn’t make it in his hometown and ended up stealing all the savings from several relatives’ hands, taking this cash to Nanhua City.

He planned to turn to Wu Qiaoqiao for help, but after arriving in Nanhua City,

his gambling addiction flared up again and he couldn’t resist playing a few rounds at the Jixiang Gambling House.

After that, he was hooked, and he borrowed some money from Brother Pao, who was in charge of keeping the gambling house in order.

At first, he won a little, then he plunged straight down.

by some fluke, he was begging on the street when Wu Qiaoqiao recognized him.

And thus, this scene unfolded.