Yan Qinghu had not expected to encounter a martial artist so soon after arriving in Hua City. From Hao Jian's attire, he had assud he was just an ordinary, run-of-the-mill homan.
"Do you know about martial artists?"
Hao Jian frowned. In theory, the existence of martial artists was supposed to be a closely guarded secret, as the strict regulations of the Warrior Judgnt Court prohibited martial artists from revealing to ordinary people the fact that they were martial artists.
How did these people know about martial artists? Could it be because they had encountered other martial artists?
Upon hearing this, Yan Qinghu let out a cold laugh, "More than just know, our Martial Evil Hall has several martial artists. Kid, even if you are a martial artist, I would advise you not to antagonize Martial Evil Hall. The terror of Martial Evil Hall and the background behind it are beyond your imagination."
"Martial Evil Hall?" Hao Jian showed a shocked expression.
"Scared now, huh? If you're scared, then scurry off and mind your own business, or even if you are a martial artist, you won't withstand the thunderous wrath of Martial Evil Hall!"
Seeing Hao Jian's expression, Yan Qinghu thought he was scared and imdiately beca more arrogant.
"What an idiot," Wang Hongsheng cursed inwardly. How on earth did Yan Qinghu secure the position of third in charge? Does he even know what he's doing?
"Wow. Never even heard of it," Hao Jian said with disdain, curling his lip.
"You," Yan Qinghu said, annoyed, fixing his gaze on him.
"Maybe I should just kill all of you, so that way Martial Evil Hall won't be able to trace it back to , right?" Hao Jian said with a strange smirk.
Yan Qinghu's expression stiffened, and he took a nervous step back. Was this guy serious about killing them to silence them? He must be joking, right?
"Look, you're not so smart either. By threatening
blindly like this, you only make
angrier. Like now, I'm very angry," Hao Jian said.
First, Hao Jian chuckled coldly, then he glared at Yan Qinghu with a deadpan expression, "Kneel down!"
Wang Hongsheng covered his face and sighed. The situation he least wanted to see had occurred.
He began to regret cooperating with Martial Evil Hall. They were nothing but a bunch of fools!
They threatened him without assessing his strength first. What was this if not an act of sheer stupidity?
Wang Hongsheng's footsteps slowly moved backward, as he considered beating a retreat.
"You!" Yan Qinghu was stunned.
Kneel in public? In front of so many of his brothers? Wouldn't that utterly disgrace him, leaving him with no dignity within the gang?
"Don't make
repeat myself, because that might lead to
breaking your legs," Hao Jian said, looking earnestly at Yan Qinghu.
"Kid, have you really considered the consequences of becoming an enemy of Martial Evil Hall?" Yan Qinghu threatened with a fierce tone.
"Bang!"
Hao Jian kicked Yan Qinghu's knee, toppling him and forcing him to kneel on the ground.
Yan Qinghu gritted his teeth in pain but did not cry out. Instead, he glared venomously at Hao Jian.
Hao Jian shrugged, "I warned you just now. It's your own fault for not listening. You can't bla
for that."
"Brother, can you spare Martial Evil Hall and not ddle too much? We'll surely repay you handsoly in the future," Wang Hongsheng spoke up, though not as arrogantly as Yan Qinghu.
Wang Hongsheng knew Hao Jian was no pushover; if he said he would kill, he would definitely not just be speaking idly. If he didn't placate him now, once the fight really started, he wouldn't escape death either.
"Do you think I like sticking my nose into other people's business? Who asked this guy to tell blatant lies? He even dared to say I'm not handso. I hate liars the most!" Hao Jian huffed.
Wang Hongsheng was dumbfounded. How narcissistic was this guy?
"And he even broke the water gun I bought for my goddaughter. Do you know how expensive that was? It cost
thirty bucks!"
Everyone was speechless again. To oppose the Martial Evil Hall over a single sentence and a water gun? What's wrong with you, kid?
Wang Hongsheng could only offer a forced smile, "Indeed, it's our mistake for not speaking properly. I apologize to you here. As for the water gun, I will compensate you with ten thousand tis its price. Can you please let it go at that?"
"No way, he hasn't called
handso yet," Hao Jian said, looking at Yan Qinghu.
Yan Qinghu gritted his teeth. Was this idiot really fixated on getting him to let go?
Helplessly, Wang Hongsheng chuckled, "Third-in-command, could you just tell the truth?"
What he referred to as the truth was actually asking Yan Qinghu to tell a lie.
"You are very handso!" Yan Qinghu huffed with a dark expression on his face.
"Smack."
A slap landed on Yan Qinghu's face.
"Damn it, I already said you're handso, why are you still hitting ?" Yan Qinghu was furious.
"You didn't tell the truth!" Hao Jian huffed in dissatisfaction.
"The truth?"
Yan Qinghu paused for a mont, then tentatively asked, "You are ugly?"
"Smack." Another slap followed.
Hao Jian's expression turned angry, "You dare to lie again?"
At this mont, Yan Qinghu's feelings were complicated and he wanted to curse. If calling him handso wasn't the truth and neither was calling him unattractive, then what was the truth?
Even Wang Hongsheng frowned at this point, feeling that Hao Jian was deliberately picking a fight.
"Then tell , how should one speak to be telling the truth?" Yan Qinghu demanded angrily.
"You don't understand this? You should start with my natural aura—handso and suave, charming and dashing, poised like a stalwart pine, impressive and majestic. I'm adored by people and coveted by all. Aren't you thinking about chopping
right now?" Hao Jian asked.
Yan Qinghu subconsciously nodded but then imdiately shook his head. He indeed wanted to chop Hao Jian, but how could his intent be known to him?
"See, I'm that guy who's so handso people want to chop . Now you know what to say, right? Go ahead and praise
boldly; no matter how extensive the praise, I can take it because I am ridiculously handso!"
Hao Jian flicked his hair, with a "I'm already being modest" kind of swagger.
"You are extrely handso?" After much thought, Yan Qinghu squeezed out these four words since he really had never tried complinting soone before.
"Damn, this child cannot be taught,"
Hao Jian flew into a rage, and his slaps rained down on Yan Qinghu's face as if they were free.
"Kid, if you've got the guts, just tell
who you are!" Yan Qinghu was completely enraged, his only thought being to kill Hao Jian!
"My na has not changed; my surna remains the sa, I am also Zhang Zicong, the supervisor of Shu Ya Group! If you dare, co find , and I'll make sure you regret it!" Hao Jian declared with imnse bravado, batting his eyelids and acting all high and mighty.
And naturally, Zhang Zicong was that silly uncle from Shu Ya!
"Alright, alright, alright, Zhang Zicong. If I don't die today, I'll definitely seek you out another day to get justice!" Yan Qinghu took his words for the truth and likewise issued a threat.
"Don't worry, you won't have the chance, because all of you will die here today!" Hao Jian smirked maliciously.
"You're planning to kill us to silence us?"
Wang Hongsheng turned pale with shock. This guy couldn't be serious, could he? It was just a few words; it shouldn't have co to this, right? Read the latest on empire
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