Both brutes towered over Xu Hao at around 1.8 meters tall, much taller than him. They looked strong and muscular, covered in an armor of sinew, while Xu Hao appeared to be a frail scholar.

The two brutes didn't take Xu Hao seriously at all. One of them swung a slap at Xu Hao and sneered, "Talk nice, talk nice, your grandpa says get lost."

That slap had at least the force of several hundred pounds behind it. In their minds, such a blow would have sent Xu Hao flying several meters away, if not outright disfiguring him, right?

However, the result shocked the brutes.

The slap the brute aimed at Xu Hao was blocked, and he felt as if his arm had smashed into a slab of steel. A deep, bone-piercing pain shot through his arm.

They had come up against a master! That was the brute's first thought, and he tried to forcibly withdraw his arm.

But Xu Hao was quicker; he grabbed the brute's hand and, with a sudden twist, he snapped it.

Crack!

A crisp snapping sound followed, and the brute's arm as thick as a bowl was broken in an instant, dangling limply.

"Ah!" The brute turned pale with agony, but before his scream could fade, Xu Hao delivered a side kick that sent the 200-pound man flying into a small truck, where he hit it hard and slid down into the cargo bed, lifeless as a dead dog, motionless.

When the other brute came to his senses, he swung his steel pipe to attack Xu Hao. But before anyone saw Xu Hao make a move, the pipe was already in his hands.

Xu Hao casually kneaded the steel pipe in his hand, and in an instant, he had twisted it into a metal ball and tossed it to the ground. He then drove his knee into the brute's groin, and with a "puchi", the brute's body crumpled to the ground, curled up like a shrimp.

Xu Hao dusted off his hands and glanced at the dozen or so people around him, smiling, "Well, it seems we must fight today! Are you planning to take me on one-on-one or as a group?"

With such ease, Xu Hao had dealt with his two subordinates, causing a grave look to emerge in the Scar-faced Man's eyes. This youth seemed like a tough nut to crack, "Brother, we are all trying to make a living here. Let's show each other some courtesy, alright? Leave room to maneuver, so we can meet on good terms in the future. Can we not get involved in this matter? Here's a little something for you to look the other way, okay?"

The Scar-faced Man, a savvy individual, signaled to his underlings with a wave of his hand, and one of them stepped forward to hand Xu Hao a slip of paper.

Xu Hao took a look and saw that it was a check!

200,000!

If the Scar-faced Man was willing to pay 200,000 just for a passerby, then the girl's life must be worth millions. What seemed like a simple assassination was probably anything but simple.

Xu Hao shook his head indifferently, tore up the check in his hand, "200,000, is that a lot? Sorry, but I'm not short of money!" Indeed, with 900 million in his card, he certainly wasn't short of this sum. "Besides, didn't I say earlier that you should give me face and let me go? You didn't agree, so why should I care about your face?"

"You ungrateful brat, refusing the face I give you, huh? Must we do this the hard way?" The muscles on the Scar-faced Man's face twitched. This was going to be a tough fight.

Xu Hao snapped his fingers in the air, "Shouldn't that be my line? You're the ones not taking the face offered! I'm in a hurry. Are we doing this one-on-one or as a group? Make it quick!"

"You want a one-on-one in this day and age, idiot! Guys, let's all gang up on him and take him down!"

Xu Hao waved his hand dismissively, "You misunderstood. When I said one-on-one, I meant me against all of you. And by 'as a group,' I meant you all getting beaten up by me alone."

Snort!

Hearing Xu Hao's words, the Scar-faced Man's men faltered, their bodies staggering. Wasn't it all the same whether it was one-on-one or as a group?

This gang of masked brutes were all tough nuts, and at the Scar-faced Man's command, they charged at Xu Hao from all directions without regard for their own safety.

Inside the car, the young girl saw Xu Hao confronting the crowd head-on and couldn't help but ask Liu Ruyan with concern, "Sister, is he really that powerful?"

Liu Ruyan smiled faintly, "Don't worry, my man won't back down."

The girl's eyes gleamed as she saw Xu Hao, and she grabbed her phone to dial a number, "Uncle Liang, hurry and come save me. I'm being chased, I'm at 37 Liang Family Alley, yes..."

Outside the Audi, Xu Hao's figure blurred into a shadow, his Qi Force raging wildly around him, sending the brutes' bodies flying in all directions like sandbags. *isthehomeofthischapter

In less than thirty seconds, not one of the dozen masked bodyguards could get back on their feet.

"You want to take me down? You're not qualified enough!" Xu Hao dusted off his hands, went over to move the small truck blocking the road, started his vehicle, and drove off towards the main road.

Xu Hao thought that once he reached the main road, amidst the many cars and people, he would be safe, but he was proven wrong.

After driving about three or four kilometers, five commercial vehicles boxed in Xu Hao's car from the front, back, and sides, forcing him to a stop on the roadside.

Xu Hao's eyes narrowed as he turned to the girl in the back seat and asked, "Little beauty, what exactly have you done to stir up such a hornet's nest? These people are so audacious, relentlessly pursuing you to the end."