Chapter 44: Chapter 44

"No, don’t kill me! Please don’t kill me..." Seeing Zhang Xiaohao approaching with a machete, looking murderous, the man panicked, instantly urinating himself and retreating in terror.

"I’ll ask you one last time, who is your leader!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly, holding the machete.

Facing Zhang Xiaohao’s indifferent and merciless gaze, the masked man instantly urinated himself.

Trembling, he pointed at a masked man in the middle of the crowd and said, "It’s him! It’s him! He is our leader!"

"You’re talking bullshit! Who said I’m your leader? It’s clearly you! You are our leader, and you dare to frame me! What is your intention? Brothers, am I right?" Li Si, whose name was called, frowned and shouted angrily.

"That’s right! He is our leader, he is the one who ordered us to kill you!"

"Brother Si is right, this damn kid is our boss!"

As Li Si spoke, the surrounding masked men hurriedly expressed their agreement.

Who would have thought, the last unlucky one to speak accidentally slipped up. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚫𝙣𝙚𝙩

Hearing his words, the noisy surroundings immediately quieted down, everyone looked at him like he was a monster, especially Li Si, who would have chopped him up with a machete if Zhang Xiaohao hadn’t been there.

"Brother Si, I was wrong! I really was wrong! It’s my fault for slipping up! Please don’t take it to heart, have mercy on me!" Facing Li Si’s grim gaze, the unlucky guy panicked and pleaded again.

It’s not the god-like enemies you should fear, but the pig-like teammates! That describes him exactly!

"You all have some nerve! To think you’d band together to deceive me, you’re pretty bold!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a cold laugh.

After speaking, he lightly tapped his foot, his body swayed, and he quickly weaved through them.

The machete in his hand danced swiftly.

With each fall of the machete, blood spurted, and screams filled the air!

In less than a minute, Zhang Xiaohao’s figure stopped again, holding the blood-dripping machete, he glanced at them coldly; all but those two who spoke the truth had their tendons cut.

Especially Li Si, the leader, who had almost all his meridians destroyed by Zhang Xiaohao, looking almost like a dead man.

Positioning the still-dripping machete over the body of the unlucky guy just mentioned.

Zhang Xiaohao looked at him coldly and said, "Tell me! Who sent you to kill me?"

Facing Zhang Xiaohao’s murderous gaze and looking at the blood-dripping machete poised over his neck, the unlucky guy panicked and quickly said, "Brother, I was wrong! I really was wrong! Please don’t kill me! If you want to kill someone, go kill Zhao Biao, I was just following orders, it has nothing to do with me!"

After speaking, the unlucky guy lunged forward due to his disabled knees and suddenly fell to the ground.

Then, he frantically kowtowed to Zhang Xiaohao, begging for his life.

"Zhao Biao? Who is he?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with a cold face.

"Brother, Zhao Biao is the Hall Master of Southern City First-class Hall, the king of the underworld in Southern City! On his turf in Southern City, no one can match him!" the unlucky guy explained.

"Southern City First-class Hall?" Zhang Xiaohao scoffed disdainfully.

Having gotten the answer he wanted, he pulled out his custom-made cellphone, unlocked three passwords, and casually sent a message that briefly explained the situation, then he disregarded them.

As for those masked men who dared to kill him, what awaited them was a punishment more terrifying than death itself!

In this life, unless they die, they will keep receiving their punishment in that eternally dark place!

After dealing with the situation at hand, Zhang Xiaohao walked over to the fiery red mistress’s car, summoned the Shennong Battle Sky Technique, and with True Qi emerging in his right palm, he fiercely slapped forward with violent force, blasting the van away.

He knocked on the car window, signaling Wu Qiaoqiao to roll it down.

"Mr. Zhang, I’m scared!" Wu Qiaoqiao said with a look of panic.

"Don’t be afraid! With me here, no one can hurt you!" Zhang Xiaohao said, holding Wu Qiaoqiao’s delicate and fair hand, "You two drive back first, rest well when you get home! Tomorrow I’m giving you two days off to recuperate."

"Mr. Zhang, what about you?" Wu Qiaoqiao asked worriedly.

"I still have some matters to handle, my dear! You listen and don’t worry, no matter who directed them to smash our car, I won’t let them off! If the car is damaged, I’ll make them pay for a new one!" Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!" Saying that, Wu Qiaoqiao stretched her head out like lightning and kissed Zhang Xiaohao on the face.

Then, with her face blushing, she shrank back, started the car, turned it around, and shouted outside, "Mr. Zhang, you must be careful!"

"Don’t think of me! If you really can’t help it, you can call me." Zhang Xiaohao said with a mischievous smile.

When the fiery red mistress’s car had completely driven away.

It was then that Lin Xiaowen, who had been sitting in the back, reacted and exclaimed, "Oh no! We’ve been tricked, Mr. Zhang deceived us!"

"What’s wrong, Xiaowen?" Wu Qiaoqiao asked, looking puzzled.

"Today is Friday, tomorrow and the day after are Sunday! Giving us two days off is the same as giving none!" Lin Xiaowen said, her almond eyes wide with indignation.

If Zhang Xiaohao were here, she would certainly have taken him to task over this.

"Ah! This Mr. Zhang is really too cunning, he actually fooled us by accident." Wu Qiaoqiao said, pouting her enticing, attractive lips in dissatisfaction.

After the two had left, Zhang Xiaohao, not even glancing at the trash on the ground, stepped slightly, moving with the Twelve Heavenly Steps, turning into a ghostly figure as he dashed into the darkness.

Zhang Xiaohao stopped outside the Southern City First-class Hall.

Looking at the so-called First-class Hall that was a five-star large hotel occupying a significant area, combining dining, entertainment, KTV, and other amenities.

Had he not known in advance that this was the headquarters of First-class Hall, Zhang Xiaohao might have mistaken it for an ordinary hotel.

"Hiding deep! But you shouldn’t have crossed me!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes flickered with a cold gleam as he stepped forward and walked towards the five-star hotel of First-class Hall.

In front of Zhang Xiaohao, the seemingly very strict hotel security was like nothing, nobody could detect his presence, nor did anyone know that a ghost-like figure was heading towards their power distribution room.

Five minutes later, Zhang Xiaohao silently appeared in the utility building behind First-class Hall.

Walking menacingly in the corridor, he headed towards the huge power distribution room ahead.