Chapter 511: Chapter 511

No sooner had Zhang Xiaohao arrived at the competition registration point than he was stopped by two burly men at the door.

"I’m here to find someone," Zhang Xiaohao said.

"There’s no one for you here, get lost now!" the lead burly man snapped.

"Hmm!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyebrows knitted together.

His gaze was sharp as a blade.

"Let me ask you, did two girls wearing masks enter just now?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"Damn! Who the hell are you..."

"Ah! What do you think you’re doing?"

Before the lead burly man could finish, his neck was suddenly grasped by Zhang Xiaohao.

"I’ll ask you one more time! Did two girls wearing masks go in here?" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

"No, no!" the lead burly man exclaimed in panic.

"You’re lying!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

With a fierce swing of his arm, he violently threw the man to the ground.

He strode boldly towards the inside.

"Damn it, punk! Stop right there!" another burly man roared.

He charged forward, throwing a punch as big as a sandbag aimed at Zhang Xiaohao’s head.

"Get lost!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

His right foot kicked out like lightning, striking him in the chest and sending him flying.

His body slammed against the wall like a shooting star and slid down.

Having dealt with the two of them,

Zhang Xiaohao walked coldly toward the inside.

He violently kicked open the office door.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao barge in, a portly man with literary glasses spoke in terror.

"Who I am is none of your business! I’m asking if two girls came to register for the competition just now?" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

"Ah! No, no!" the portly man said in panic.

His panicked expression betrayed him immediately.

"You’re panicking!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a hint of murderous intent.

"I, I’m not lying!" the portly man said.

"Not talking, huh? I have ways to make you talk," Zhang Xiaohao said menacingly.

With a kick, he sent the desk blocking his path flying.

With murderous aura, he moved toward the portly man.

"Ah! Don’t come any closer! If you come any closer, I will yell!" the portly man said.

As he spoke, his body moved back at the same time.

He had backed into a corner and could retreat no further.

"Heh heh! Don’t want to talk, huh? I have my ways to make you talk," Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

He reached out and grabbed the portly man by the neck, lifting him with force.

"I’m giving you one more chance, think carefully before you answer! You only have one life," Zhang Xiaohao patted his face as he spoke.

"I, I really don’t know..."

Scuffle, scuffle, scuffle...

A rush of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside.

A dozen fierce-looking burly men, each holding a machete, quickly charged in from outside.

"Let go of Manager Tengkong!" the lead burly man bellowed fiercely.

Zhang Xiaohao harshly flung down the portly man, smashing him to the ground.

"Finish him!" the lead burly man snorted coldly.

His machete swished, tracing a crescent arc, aiming to chop at Zhang Xiaohao’s head.

"Seeking death!" Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes turned cold as he spoke.

With two fingers outstretched, he trapped the machete swung by the burly man. Read full story at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝙣𝙚𝙩

"What? That’s impossible!" Seeing this scene, the leader of the group shouted in disbelief.

"There’s nothing impossible! With such meager strength, you dare to act recklessly in front of me?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

He forcefully twisted his arm.

He directly broke the knife, pinched the handle with two fingers, and made a fierce slash forward.

A streak of blood spurted out, and with a hint of unwillingness, the leader became a cold corpse collapsing to the ground.

"Ah! You bastard, you actually killed our boss! I’ll kill you."

"Kill him to avenge our boss!"

The remaining dozen or so burly men, their eyes red with fury, roared and charged at Zhang Xiaohao with their cleavers.

"Impudent!" Zhang Xiaohao bellowed.

With a sweep of his palm, more than a dozen tyrannical, dark finger forces shot straight at their foreheads.

One after another, bodies hit the ground, and in the blink of an eye, all the dozen men were slain.

"Where do you think you’re going?" Zhang Xiaohao turned around and said indifferently.

"Ah! Run!" The chubby man at the door exclaimed.

Hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words, he screamed and started running outside.

"Come back here." Zhang Xiaohao commanded coldly.

With a grasp of his right hand, a strong suction force burst from the palm, pulling him back instantly.

His right foot swung up, brutally smashing into the man’s back, flipping him onto the ground.

"Ah!" A pig-like scream erupted from his mouth.

Zhang Xiaohao walked over to him, stepped on his face, and ground it down harshly twice.

"Tell me, where are the two of them?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.

"Ah! I really don’t know!" the chubby man said in terror.

"You don’t know, huh? Very well, then you can go to die!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

His right foot quickly lifted, stomping down on the man’s hand.

"Ah!" A pitiful scream once again came from his mouth.

Zhang Xiaohao didn’t stop, stepping again on the man’s left hand.

He ruthlessly ground back and forth.

Sharp cries continued to pour out from the chubby man’s mouth.

"Do you know now?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.

"I, I really don’t know!" said the chubby man.

With a stomp, he broke the man’s right leg, then ground it into meat mush with force on the ground.

It took just moments to turn his entire right leg into a pulp.

"Now for the left leg!" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

The sole of his foot lifted, and before it even stomped down, the chubby man immediately urinated out of fear.

Urination and defecation occurred due to sheer fright.

"Stop, don’t stomp anymore, I’ll tell you everything!" the chubby man said in terror.

"Speak! Tell me, where are they now?" Zhang Xiaohao demanded coldly.

"They’re not with me," said the chubby man.

"It seems the lesson isn’t deep enough yet!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

"Don’t hit me! I know where they are!"

Seeing Zhang Xiaohao about to strike, the chubby man hurriedly spoke.

"Where are they?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.

"They’re on their way, being sent to the Sankou Association!" the chubby man said hastily.

"How is the Sankou Association involved again?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with a cold face.

"The annual lantern festival is officially organized by us, but the actual boss behind it is the Sankou Association! Any young woman who comes to register and has a bit of beauty gets taken away by people from the Sankou Association!" the chubby man explained.

"Is that so? Then how exactly do you take them?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with a sneer.