Strongest Wastrel

Zhao Hao suddenly stopped and turned his head around. His fat face that was full of fierceness, suddenly froze in the blink of an eye as if he was petrified. He looked at Zhao Fei with extreme fear and then squeezed out a sentence with difficulty, "What else do you want? Shall I go? "    

    

I crossed my arms in front of my chest and leaned against a soft spot with Zhao Fei between them. I shook my head and said, "You are asking too much, unfortunately, that dead Lee Shaobai is my friend. Ling Xiaoxiao is also my friend!"    

    

"You! What exactly do you want? " Zhao Hao's expression changed and he started to grit his teeth.    

    

I leisurely lit a Gargon cigarette and took a deep drag. When I exhaled the mist, I let out a dry laugh. "You know what I want. You're someone who has come out to mess around. You should know the rule of insulting the dead and being disrespectful to the dead, right?"    

    

Hearing that, Zhao Fei followed my words without hesitation and said seriously: "Zhao Hao, do you want to do it yourself, or do you need me to do it for you. If I do it, I can't guarantee that you will still have a few teeth left."    

    

When these words were spoken, the surrounding people all sucked in a breath of cold air, revealing expressions of intense shock.    

    

"This is …" You want the tempo of a slap? "    

    

"F * ck, this Director Gu, what kind of god is he? Even Master Zhao has to lower his head and slap him?"    

    

"Damn, this is too overbearing!"    

    

"What the hell? Lord Zhao is a complete hooligan, you actually want to slap yourself?"    

    

A wave of shocking discussions rose in the nightclub, causing Zhao Hao to not be able to stand or leave. His expression became more and more sullen.    

    

I quietly sat behind Zhao Fei, silent. Zhao Fei tactfully raised five of his fingers, "Zhao Hao, I will only give you five seconds to consider. If you don't do it yourself, then don't blame me for being ruthless."    

    

At this point, Zhao Fei put his finger together and said, "One!"    

    

"Two!" Closing the second finger, Zhao Hao's expression changed drastically. Looking left and right, no one dared to stand out and help him. His hands and feet were in panic, and he didn't know what to do.    

    

"Three!" Closing the third finger, Zhao Hao, who was a man, was about to cry. He looked at his own palm in frustration. He wanted to slap his own face, but he couldn't seem to get over it.    

    

"Four!" Closing his fourth finger, Zhao Hao was in complete disarray. No matter how he pleaded with Zhao Fei, Zhao Fei ignored him. The moment Zhao Hao closed his palm, he shouted, "Five!"    

    

Then, regardless of whether Zhao Hao agreed or not, Zhao Fei decisively lifted his foot and instantly dashed forward. With lightning speed, he directly arrived in front of Zhao Hao, grabbed his collar, raised his big hand that was full of calluses, and gave him a fierce big slap on his fat face.    

    

Pa ~    

    

This big mouth had a lot of strength. Zhao Hao spat out a tooth in shock.    

    

Subsequently, Zhao Fei did not give Zhao Hao any chance to speak, he raised his hand and pulled it back in the blink of an eye!    

    

Pah pah ~!    

    

Clap clap clap ~!    

    

The big mouth was extremely fierce. As it waved, it made teeth with blood, and the sound was very loud. There was even a bang sound mixed within, and Zhao Hao's miserable shriek was like a pig being slaughtered. Hearing the surrounding observers, their hearts trembled.    

    

"This... This is too cruel! "    

    

"Master Zhao, he, Master Zhao, he …" Master Zhao was actually slapped in the face! "    

    

"This is the famous East Tomb …" Master Zhao! "    

    

"Oh my god! Master Zhao is vomiting blood from that slap! He even spat out seven or eight of his teeth. Damn, this is going to cost his life!"    

    

All of them stood on the spot, not daring to move. Looking at their boss Zhao Hao, whose face had swollen into a purplish-green pig head, all of them swallowed their saliva together. Their bodies trembled and sweat beaded on their foreheads.    

    

However, Zhao Fei's actions were quite skillful. He only slapped Zhao Hao until he was like a pig head. He did not knock him out, but instead left him with a little room to clear his head.    

    

I don't know how many times Zhao Fei slapped me until he let go of me and returned to my body. Zhao Hao was already powerless and fell to the ground, wailing like a ghost, tears flowing out of his eyes. He wanted to say something, but his mouth hurt like he wanted to, so he swallowed his words.    

    

Zhao Hao's men were so scared that they didn't even dare to help their boss. They could only watch as their boss fell to the ground and let out miserable cries.    

    

At this time, I no longer looked at Zhao Hao. He was simply asking for death, blaming himself for slapping him like he was going to teach him a lesson. At the same time, he was also doing it to intimidate others.    

    

Thus, I looked at Ling Xiaoxiao through the crowd. Her face was pale as she looked at Zhao Hao screaming on the ground in shock.    

    

Seeming to have noticed my gaze, Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't help but raise her head, and her entire body instantly shook.    

    

He shifted his gaze to the surroundings and shouted: "I will only say this once, Lee Shaobai is my friend, and Ling Xiaoxiao is also my friend, so I advise you all not to look for trouble from now on. They are here to dance, not to accompany the wine, don't think that just because you have a little money you are amazing, and don't think that you are being too arrogant just because you know a few people in the underworld."    

    

Following the spread of my words, the surroundings fell into a moment of silence. With Zhao Hao's ending right in front of them, no one dares to be the head of the group.    

    

I squinted, looked at the nightclub executive, and hooked my fingers at him. "You, come here."    

    

The executive broke out in a cold sweat, glared at them, and forced himself to step forward as he stammered, "This … This boss … "No no, Director Gu, Director Gu, I wonder what orders do you have for me?"    

    

"This is the property of the Metal River, right?" I shot a cold glance at the executive.    

    

The executive nodded furiously, "Yes, yes, yes, I don't know, Director Gu?"    

    

"Since it's an industry of Metal River, I have no choice but to say a few more words. In Metal River, I have the right to speak as well. "In the future, if anything happens to Ling Xiaoxiao while she's here, I'll ask you." I coldly snorted. With Zhao Fei, the assistant professor at Starfire Club, it was enough to indicate my relationship with Metal River.    

    

Because the Dongling Metal River right now is almost the same as the Yihan company, I don't even need to reveal my identity.    

    

I waved my hand and said, "You can leave now, don't hold up the club's business because of me. As for Ling Xiaoxiao, call her over, I have a few words to tell her, it was Lee Shaobai's request to me before he died, he told me to personally speak to Ling Xiaoxiao."