"This isn't over yet; did I say you could leave?" Wang Hao, like a guardian deity, blocked the way of Young Master Huang and the head of security.
Clenching his teeth in anger, Young Master Huang roared, "Do you know who I am? Try to lay a hand on me and I'll kill your entire family!"
Wang Hao gave a chilling smile and retorted, "Oh, you're trying to threaten me now?"
As he spoke, Wang Hao casually picked up a rubber baton and greeted the head of security on the head with it.
"Clang!"
The security chief's head instantly blossomed with a red flower, and he slumped to the ground, limp as a rag doll.
"Damn it, you great uncle of my entire family. Do you really fail to distinguish between the innocent and the guilty, or is this logic strong enough for you?"
Seeing that Wang Hao didn't even bother to warn before dealing with the security chief, Young Master Huang realized he might be next in line.
