"Three Pure Ones, you fucking played me?!"
The center-parted man cursed foully.
Jiang Hao's expression darkened. He stepped forward and viciously stomped down on the man's arm.
Crack!
"Ahh~!"
The center-parted man let out a miserable scream. His arm was broken.
Then Jiang Hao flashed about, repeatedly kicking out and breaking the arms of all the other hooligans as well.
Ahhhhhh~!
Screams rang out endlessly through the restaurant.
Everything had happened too quickly. By the time the people around them, including Ma Xiaoling and Wang Zhenzhen, came to their senses, Jiang Hao had already finished and returned.
Everyone dining nearby stared at Jiang Hao in shock. They had never expected this fair and clean-looking Daoist to strike with such ruthlessness. Frightened, they all hurried far away.
Ma Xiaoling was relatively composed, but Wang Zhenzhen stared at Jiang Hao with a face full of terror.
Jiang Hao had not intended to kill them all. Having experienced so many worlds and witnessed countless births, deaths, reunions, and partings, the Malevolent Energy within him had instead diminished greatly. These people did not deserve death; a small lesson was enough.
"Get lost!"
Jiang Hao barked.
The little punks scrambled to their feet and fled in utter panic. Hong Kong's cockroaches were the best at bullying the weak and fearing the strong; not one of them dared make another sound before leaving.
Jiang Hao returned to the two women. The way Ma Xiaoling looked at him had changed slightly. She felt that this man did not seem as dull and honest as she had imagined.
Wang Zhenzhen even seemed somewhat afraid of Jiang Hao. Trembling, she said, "Y-you... why did you break their arms? That was too cruel."
Jiang Hao looked at Wang Zhenzhen and said, "You're my friend. They harassed my friend, so they