Wang Hu cursed as he beat Zhang Huatian. The ferocity on his face made Xu Yaoyang and the others tremble, their legs going weak.
Young Master Zhang had frozen at the sight of his father being beaten like a dog. He curled up in a corner, too scared to make a sound.
Su Wanning's face had gone deathly pale. She instinctively hid behind Yue Xiaofei and clutched his clothes.
She thought Zhang Huatian was despicable, but the bloody violence was still hard to watch.
Yue Xiaofei seemed to sense her fear. He gently patted her hand, then said to Wang Hu, who was still venting his anger, "That's enough. Don't kill him."
"Yes, boss!"
Wang Hu stopped at once.
He wiped the blood off his hands, grabbed Zhang Huatian by the hair, and hauled him off the floor like a dead dog.
Zhang Huatian's face was unrecognizable. He was barely breathing.
Wang Hu walked over to the trembling Young Master Zhang and slapped him without a word!
Smack!
"You little bastard! Watch who you mess with from now on! Some people are beyond you!"
After teaching the Zhang father and son a lesson, Wang Hu returned to Yue Xiaofei and bowed respectfully.
"Boss, are you satisfied with how I handled this?"
"Take them away. I don't want to see Huatian Entertainment in Longdu again," Yue Xiaofei said calmly.
"Understood!"
Wang Hu nodded firmly. "I guarantee Huatian Entertainment will be gone from Longdu within three days!"
With that, he waved to the black-clad men, who were just as dumbstruck as everyone else.
"What are you standing around for? Drag these two pieces of trash out!"
"Yes!"
The men rushed forward and dragged the half-dead Zhang father and son out of the room.
They had come in a rush and left just