Joking aside, Go Lao’er had personally witnessed Mo Han alone crushing over six hundred of his Jucail Comrcial Association’s n.
Getting on the bad side of soone like him, all he could do was silently mourn for Zhou Chao and those retired soldiers.
He fished out his phone and turned on the tir, "Start!"
No sooner had he spoken than a blur whizzed past him.
The others were also montarily stunned, but fortunately, the retired soldiers were quick to react, each raising their fists to guard their faces.
Unfortunately, while their reactions were fast, they were not on the sa level as Mo Han.
Bang bang bang!
In the blink of an eye, all the retired soldiers had been knocked to the ground, each clutching their stomachs and writhing in pain.
"What!"
Manager Zhou watched, dumbstruck. He disbelievingly rubbed his eyes, but the scene before him did not change.
"Two point eight seconds!"
Go Lao’er held the phone with a grin, "Mister Mo, you took less than three seconds to KO them!"
Mo Han clapped his hands, utterly unconcerned as he dusted off his clothes, "Eh, so-so."
He strolled over to Manager Zhou with his hands behind his back and casually shuffling his feet.
Manager Zhou was greatly alard, involuntarily taking a few steps back, yet he still threatened, "I warn you! This is Yulin Zhai, Zhou Family’s territory!"
"If you dare to lay a hand on , the Zhou Family will never let you off the hook!"
Without further ado, Mo Han slapped him across the face.
Slap!
A resoundingly crisp sound echoed through the hall.
All the waitstaff simultaneously fell silent.
My God! Manager Zhou was actually struck by soone, and in Yulin Zhai no less!
"How about that? I’m smacking you, you damn cur!"
"You fooled my father-in-law with broken porcelain and still had the gall to demand six million. If I don’t hit you, who should I hit!"
"What’s so great about Yulin Zhai? You think you can bully people just because you run a big shop? Alright then, I’ll bully you properly!"
Mo Han grabbed Manager Zhou by the throat and continued to deliver several slaps to his face.
Slap slap slap slap!
The sound of slaps was relentless, filling the air.
In less than two minutes, Manager Zhou’s face had swollen like a pig’s head.
The waitstaff beside him didn’t dare to step forward to intervene.
Joke as they might, the retired soldiers couldn’t lay a finger on Mo Han, let alone these ordinary people.
"Wuwu..."
As Mo Han let go, Manager Zhou burst into tears, having never suffered such humiliation in his life.
He glared daggers at Mo Han, his right hand caressing his cheek, and spoke nacingly, "You’ve got guts! How dare you bully a mber of the Zhou Family!"
"Just you wait!"
With that, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
"Miss, it’s , Xiao Chao!"
Manager Zhou’s right hand held the phone, his left hand stroking his cheek, speaking with a face full of grievance, "There’s trouble at Yulin Zhai!"
"He not only knocked down all our security staff at Yulin Zhai, but he also slapped in front of everyone!"
"He even said that Yulin Zhai is nothing and mocked the Zhou Family."
"Miss, you have to stand up for !"
At that mont, Zhou Xintong, who received the call at Cat Eye Cafe, imdiately stood up, "What? Such audacity! To cause trouble at our Yulin Zhai!"
"Tell him to wait for , I’m bringing people over right now!"
With that, she hung up the phone, offering Tang Chuchu an apologetic smile, "Chu Chu, I’m really sorry, but sothing’s co up. As for the matter I ntioned, if it’s convenient, please reply to early."
Tang Chuchu nodded, getting up as well with her bag in hand, "Sister Tong, is there a problem at Yulin Zhai? I happen to be free right now; how about I go with you to check it out?"
"Sure!"
Zhou Xintong didn’t hesitate, grabbing Tang Chuchu and rushing outside.
Boom!
The red Faraday zood out of the gate in an instant.
In the car, Zhou Xintong sped all the way, leaving Tang Chuchu shaken with fright.
She swallowed hard, searching for a conversation topic, "Sister Tong, are you going there alone? Not bringing any subordinates?"
"What do I need subordinates for? I’m a Bajiquan ninth dan master. Do you think I’d bother with a few troublemakers?"
Zhou Xintong snorted coldly, and then ruthlessly floored the accelerator, the car roaring away.
On the other hand, after ending the call, Manager Zhou’s expression visibly relaxed quite a bit.
He sneered at Mo Han, "Kid, don’t think you’re amazing just because you know so kung fu. Our Miss is a Bajiquan ninth dan master, and she’ll finish you off easily!"
"And you, Go Lao’er, if you don’t give an explanation for today’s incident, I can have Miss report you to Brother Chen in minutes!"
"By then, I’ll see if you can endure being flogged by Brother Chen just a few tis!"
Zhou Chao had so understanding of the Jucail Comrcial Association and knew that their mbers who made serious mistakes were subjected to Brother Chen’s flogging, a pain that not everyone could bear.
In his view, He Chen would not dare to clash with the powerful Zhou Family;it was most likely that he would punish Go Lao’er to appease the Zhou Family’s anger.
"Zhou Family, our affairs at Jucail Comrcial Association are none of your business," Go Lao’er snorted coldly, then whispered to Mo Han, "Mister Mo, the Zhou Family’s Miss is indeed quite skilled. She represented Jiangling City in the Jiuzhou martial arts competition and won a silver dal."
"This Miss is hot-tempered but has a good relationship with Miss Wen. As the saying goes, it’s better to avoid trouble when possible. How about I talk to Brother Chen and have him speak with Miss Wen to resolve this?"
Mo Han’s ears twitched as the roar of an engine grew closer from afar. It seed that soone was indeed on their way. He squinted and smiled slightly, "No need, it’s just a small matter..."
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