Not long after, the sound of messy footsteps came from outside the corridor, followed by the door being destroyed by someone, Zhang Junxiong and a group of lackeys rushed into the room.

Then, he looked at Zhang Hu who was lying on the blood stained bed and wailing, his entire body covered in blood, there were almost no good spots at all, Zhang Junxiong's eyes were about to split. This was his only son, and the only son of the Zhang Family. If not for that, he would not have doted on this good-for-nothing son of his.

But now, everything had been destroyed. Qin Hao had completely cut off his Zhang Family's fragrant fire, his Zhang Family was destined to have no future!

Zhang Junxiong looked at his son's miserable state as tears streamed down his cheeks. As the saying goes, a tiger doesn't prey on its prey. No matter how ruthless and tyrannical he was, he would never be able to make a move on his own son.

"Qin Hao! You stinking brat, you have Youlan's protection at Youlan's Bar, I can't touch you, yet you dare to break into my private villa and make a move on my son, you deserve to die! "d.a.m.n it!" Zhang Junxiong roared in anger. Because he was furious to the extreme, even his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Qin Hao, you are too vicious!" Zhang Junxiong's hands trembled, his eyes filled with pain.

Qin Hao looked to be only in his early twenties, but he was actually this ruthless. He had actually purposely directed such a scene of his father killing his son, which made even an old martial artist like him, who had been fighting on the streets for decades, feel a chill in his heart.

"Three years ago, because your son, a powerful female, worked as a college student, you bribed the school's leaders and witnesses to collude with the confession, changing the testimony. Zhang Hu, who was supposed to be imprisoned, escaped this calamity. But the girl? "You actually allowed your son to bring people to break into the girl's house and force the girl to do it again. And in front of her father, a l.u.s.tful wife and daughter, to the point where their entire family couldn't bear the humiliation of being humiliated and committed suicide by poisoning!"

"Two years ago, when Zhang Hu was driving a car, he smashed three people to death in the busy city. It was you who used your relations.h.i.+p to suppress all of this. But have you ever thought about what those three families are like? You definitely don't know, let me tell you, three families, one of them reported to no one, in the end suffered all the grievances, death as justice! "Although the other two families are still alive, they have long been torn to pieces and have not received a single cent of compensation. They are now living in misery and poverty, do you think you have the qualifications to call me vicious?"

"Everything that Zhang Hu has done right now, is all his own fault. Don't think that there is no justice in this world. Including you, Zhang Junxiong. Tonight, your Flying Tiger Gang is destined to be destroyed! "

Being in the Fang family and being in the system was not like being in the army, where there was no need to care about the consequences. No matter what he did, he would pay attention to his own interests. His clan's interests and the faction's interests had completely erased all of his hot-blooded actions, and even though he wanted to kill the thief, he was unable to do so.

However, Qin Hao's appearance had solved this problem perfectly. Sometimes, even Fang Wen had to admit that violence was indeed the best way to solve problems.

"You're courting death!" Kill him! Kill! " Furious, Zhang Junxiong immediately ordered his subordinates to kill him.

Towards these small fry, Qin Hao was not the least bit afraid, instead, he was very excited. Sometimes, people were just like that. They had already been at peace for two years, so it wasn't bad to be able to remain calm all this time. However, the moment he picked up the butcher's knife again, Qin Hao felt his blood burning and boiling.

Just when these lackeys thought that Qin Hao was an idiot, seeking his own path of death and wanted to kill the other party ruthlessly, they realised that it seemed like they were the ones who were really looking for their own path of death. This was because they couldn't even catch the target of the other party.

The other side was clearly standing there, but when they rushed forward, they discovered that it was only an afterimage that the other side left behind. The next moment, one or two people flew out, and then they discovered that before the afterimages disappeared, the other side had returned to where they were.

Qin Hao punched and kicked. There was no pattern or pattern at all, they were all punches and kicks with speed and power to win. Every time he punched, one or two people would fall or fly out.

In Zhang Junxiong's eyes, all he saw was a black figure shuttling through the crowd, and then, his lackeys fell one by one.

"Shoot him, quick..."

As an experienced martial artist, Zhang Junxiong was very clear that he had still underestimated Qin Hao. This had already exceeded the limits of an ordinary person, and could be said to be a one against a hundred existence. No wonder he dared to make such a big fuss when he was being surrounded by a hundred gang members.

Reaching this point, Zhang Junxiong no longer cared, he immediately ordered his tens of subordinates who were protecting him to take out their guns and shoot at Qin Hao. It wasn't that he hadn't met any martial arts experts before. They were existences like blades, spears, and other weapons that could not be defeated. The only way to kill them was to rely on hot weapons.

"Sect Master, our brothers are still inside, Young Sect Master is also inside. If we shoot, we'll definitely be hurt …" Just as Zhang Junxiong gave his command, a subordinate beside him awkwardly reported it to him.

"Shoot!"

"This …" All this time they had been hesitating, they had all understood that Zhang Junxiong's order had basically treated the brothers who were fighting in the room as abandoned sons, including his own son, Zhang Hu. This made them feel an unavoidable sense of sadness.

"Shoot! Shoot!"

Seeing his subordinates who were unable to stand up on the ground, and the number of people who could stand up was getting fewer and fewer, Zhang Junxiong could no longer hold on, the fear in his heart grew, and he almost roared at his subordinates.

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