The hotheaded youth was about to cry. He said that he wouldn't hit his face. How could he hit his face?
"Brother, can you not hit my face? It hurts!" He took advantage of Zeng Xiaoxian's slap in the face to say this.
Zeng Xiaoxian chuckled. Do you still dare to slap me in the face the next time you fight?"
"It hurts! I don't dare, I don't dare." The hothead said, tears already welling up in his eyes.
"Who else is your brother? Don't try to get close to me." Zeng Xiaoxian smiled.
In the eyes of the hothead, his smile was like the smile of a devil.
Pa! Pa! Pa! Another two slaps.
The hothead immediately burst into tears and choked,"I was wrong. Can you stop?”
He cried and howled, snot dripping from his nostrils.
Zeng Xiaoxian finally stopped slapping him, not because he was soft-hearted, but because he was afraid of dirtying his hands.
"Tell me, who sent you here?”Zeng Xiaoxian said.
He had long noticed that something was wrong. It was true that hooligans loved to fight, but how could the pockmarked face, who was almost thirty years old, still love to fight so much?
At such a young age, fighting was still considered a prestige, but when he was older, he was willing to fight without any benefits?
Zeng Xiaoxian didn't think that the pockmarked man and the others were really here for money. Instead, they seemed to be here to beat people up.
Zeng Xiaoxian didn't offend many people. He only offended a few people. At this time, he already understood.
"Don't say it!" The pockmarked man immediately shouted loudly and directly reported the name of the employer. Then, they would not be able to get their remuneration back.
Moreover, the employer was watching in secret!
If he didn't say his name, he could at least get some medical fees. If he did, he wouldn't get a single cent.
The hothead's face was in extreme pain. He wanted to say it but did not dare to. His entire body was trembling.
Zeng Xiaoxian glanced at his pockmarked face and said to the hothead,"Is it Wang Hwa?"
"How did you know?" The hothead asked in surprise.
The pockmarked face was so angry that his eyebrows were on fire. This silly kid was really too stupid.
Zeng Xiaoxian smiled and said,"I guessed!"”
At this moment, the hothead also knew that he had done something wrong, and his face was filled with sorrow.
"Don't look so sad. I didn't hit you. Where is Wang Hwa now?”Zeng Xiaoxian continued to ask.
The hothead almost spat on Zeng Xiaoxian's face. What do you mean I didn't hit you?
Whose palm print is this? Aren't you the one who beat them up?
Although he was complaining in his heart, he still said,"I don't know."
Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the hothead with interest and let go of him.""Alright, I'll ask someone else then."
The hothead's face was blank.
Zeng Xiaoxian turned around and said to the four,"Do you have anything to say to me? I can hit those who tell the truth lightly.”
"Run!" The pockmarked face spat out a word and turned around to run.
The four underlings followed closely behind.
Zeng Xiaoxian shook his head. Why did these people have to struggle? Why didn't he just say it out loud?
The freckled man and his men were fast, but how could they be faster than Zeng Xiaoxian?
Elbow, straight punch, uppercut, flying kick, hair grab-Zeng Xiaoxian had managed to defeat all five of them in five moves.
As expected, Chinese martial arts were profound and profound.
As for why there was a hair-grabbing comment at the end, well, that was purely a personal hobby.
"Still running?" Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the five people lying on the ground with a smile.
The five men shook their heads like rattle-drums. They were really afraid of Zeng Xiaoxian.
"Can you tell me the truth now?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked. Where is Wang Hwa?"
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