Slap! Slap! Slap...
Zhang Xiaohao ruthlessly slapped them with four heavy blows.
Splash!
A sweet pain hit their chests, and their front teeth, along with blood, sprayed out from their mouths.
A fierce kick swept across their heads, knocking all four of them to the ground.
"I am a man of limited patience. You'd better confess on your own before I get angry," Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"We really don't know! It was all Elder Huo's doing, truly it has nothing to do with us!"
The four of them said with despondent faces.
"Is that so?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with a cold laugh.
He stepped down with his right foot on one man's knee.
Crack!
Ah...
A scream like that of a slaughtering pig immediately came from his mouth; in pain, the man arched his body, writhing like a big lobster.
"Hmm, it seems it's still not painful enough!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
He lifted his right foot and placed it on the knee of the man's other leg.
