Zhang Zhengqi's expression darkened at once. He was a division captain, after all, and had recently obtained a technique for the Profound Comprehension Realm through his contributions.
Not long ago, Zhang Zhengqi had successfully broken through. He was at the height of his confidence.
Now, with Yang Hao humiliating him in front of everyone, how could he stand it? His expression immediately turned gloomy as he said,
"Captain Yang, we're both captains, and we're not even from the same division."
"What gives you the right to order me around?"
Yang Hao suddenly laughed, baring a row of white teeth.
Anyone familiar with him knew that whenever Yang Hao smiled, it meant he had developed murderous intent.
"Zhang Zhengqi, have I been too nice to you?"
"I'm telling you to get out now because I'm giving you face."
"You'd better cooperate. I'm not a patient man, so don't make this too ugly."
Zhang Zhengqi laughed loudly, pulled over a chair, and sat down with his legs spread wide. "I'm sitting right here. If you have what it takes, make me leave!"
Killing Qi suddenly appeared.
In an instant, Zhang Zhengqi found it difficult to breathe.
Before his eyes, Yang Hao, standing outside the door, seemed to transform into an evil ghost.
His entire body radiated terrifying killing Qi and vicious intent.
A flash of blade light erupted!
Zhang Zhengqi screamed inwardly. He could not even see how Yang Hao had drawn his blade.
Relying only on instinct, he suddenly threw himself toward the ground.
The chair beneath him was cleaved into pieces.
A spray of Blood Mist burst from his back, fluttering in the wind like a red banner.
Then a kick struck him in the buttocks. Zhang Zhengqi instantly lost control of his body, flew out the door, and landed