Hearing Wang Hao's completely insane remarks, Yuan Ye, the insurmountable leader of Donghua, was thoroughly intimidated.
He barely steadied himself, like a furious cheetah, he hysterically roared, "Go, I'll take the blame for any trouble. Slash him once, and I'll give a hundred thousand, no, two hundred thousand!"
With a heavy reward, comes a brave pursuer!
Just for slashing this madman Wang Hao, one could earn two hundred thousand, which made the underlings who'd always been at the bottom glisten with eagerness.
"Brothers, what are you waiting for? The chance to make money is here!" Er Long, carrying a gold-plated steel pipe, yelled at the top of his lungs.
Under his lead, a few other bold thugs also picked up weapons and pounced on Wang Hao like hungry wolves.
Wang Hao stood as immovable as a mountain, sidestepped, and easily dodged Er Long's steel pipe.
Before Er Long could swing the steel pipe again, Wang Hao kicked out, sweeping towards the other's cheek.
"Puh-ch!"
