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"Heh, that's quite the tone you have!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered, as he stood up from the sofa. With a swift movement, he was already in front of the thug. His right hand shot out, grabbing the thug's right shoulder, and pressed down hard. The thug instantly felt as if a mountain was bearing down on him with a weight of thousands of pounds.
With a thud, the man was already kneeling on the ground.
"Want to break both my hands, snap my legs, and leave me to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair? I'll return the favor!" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.
Having said that, he grabbed the burly thug's both hands and yanked and twisted, crippling his arms.
But that wasn't all. Zhang Xiaohao's right foot lashed out, with a powerful gust of wind, smashing towards the man's kneecaps.
Crack, crack! Two crisp sounds!
Accompanied by two sharp cracks, his knees were instantly ruined.
