Gao Wu: I became the minor villain that the protagonist was about to destroy.

Almost at the same moment the peanuts were shot out, a ferocious roar came from the shadows of the street to the side of the company!

"Boom—!"

The ground trembled slightly as a massive black wild boar, as large as a small truck and with menacing tusks, suddenly crashed through the fence, charging forward with overwhelming force, its target none other than Guo Haihuang! Wherever it passed, bricks and stones flew, its aura terrifying.

"Bang!"

The rocking chair instantly turned into countless fragments and wood chips under the enormous impact.

But the behemoth's heart sank. There was no feeling of impact with a solid object! It immediately stopped abruptly, its massive body rising to its feet, transforming into a burly, fierce-looking bald man amidst a cloud of dust.

He looked around warily, but there were only broken pieces of the rocking chair on the ground; there was no sign of the old man.

"Where is that old geezer?" Zhu Li was both shocked and furious.

"Young man, why are you so hot-tempered? Are you looking for an old man like me?"

A calm voice came from behind him, almost touching! Zhu Li's hair stood on end. He turned around abruptly and saw Guo Haihuang standing there silently, hands behind his back, his clothes spotless, not a speck of dust on them, smiling at him. What chilled Zhu Li even more was that, if he hadn't seen him, he couldn't sense any presence from the other person at all; it was as if a ghost was standing there.

"Damn it, we've met our match! What are you waiting for? Attack together, and finish this quickly!" Zhu Li roared, no longer hesitating.

In an instant, three figures shot out from concealed locations in different directions, forming a triangle that surrounded Guo Haihuang. One was a woman, wielding a long sword and wearing a black veil; another wielded a heavy meteor hammer with iron chains, its power immense; and the third was slender, wielding two short swords, moving like a ghost, silent and stealthy.

Guo Haihuang glanced at the three men, remaining calm and composed, even stroking his beard lightly: "Five people? I thought the company's rivals would send a lot of experts, but it turns out they only sent five little rats." There was a hint of disappointment in his tone, as if he were blaming them for not taking it seriously enough.

Zhu Li and the others were stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage. They had been famous on the dark web for many years, but now they were being looked down upon by a dead old man?

"Enough talk! Attack!" Zhu Li was unwilling to waste any more time. With a command, the four of them launched an attack simultaneously!

Zhu Li took the lead. Knowing the old man was strange, he frantically circulated his spiritual energy. His muscular right fist glowed with an earthy yellow light as he roared and smashed it toward Guo Haihuang's face. The force of the punch was intense, clearly indicating that he was using all his strength.

Guo Haihuang, however, seemed to have anticipated this. Just as the fist was about to strike, without moving his feet, his body slid slightly to the side like a willow catkin in the wind, perfectly avoiding the powerful blow. Zhu Li's fist slammed heavily into the ground with a loud "boom," sending debris flying and leaving a shallow crater.

"The strength is acceptable, but unfortunately, it's too straightforward." As Guo Haihuang commented, his right hand reached out like a cloud, seemingly slow, but it arrived first after the opponent's move. His palm was facing upward, and he gently placed it on Zhu Li's chin, which was slightly protruding due to the exertion of force.

Zhu Li suddenly felt an irresistible, gentle force coming from his chin, which lifted his feet off the ground and made him float upwards.

Before he could adjust his posture, Guo Haihuang's right hand pressed down, his palm gently landing on the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest. This press was completely different from the gentle lifting he had just received; it felt as if an immense burden had been placed upon him in an instant!

"Bang!"

Zhu Li was hit as if by a speeding truck, slamming into the ground at an even greater speed than when he was being hit!

"boom--!!!"

With a deafening roar, spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly across the ground from where he landed, billowing dust and smoke. Zhu Li lay in the crater, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, his bones feeling as if they had shattered, and he was no longer breathing.

Almost at the same moment Guo Haihuang knocked down Zhu Li, the masked woman's long knife arrived silently, its sharp edge aimed directly at his neck with a cunning and ruthless angle.

Guo Haihuang didn't even turn around, casually pinching his left index and middle fingers behind him!

"Clang!"

With a soft hum, the sharp blade was firmly held between his two fingers, remaining completely still! The woman was terrified. Her blade was incredibly fast and contained immense spiritual energy; no one of the same cultivation level could withstand it. Yet now, she felt as if she were trapped in a boulder, unable to advance or retreat.

"The knife is good, but unfortunately, you only know how to use the knife, not how to use momentum," Guo Haihuang said calmly, his fingers holding the blade twirling and trembling slightly.

A strange and unpredictable tremor instantly traveled from the blade to the woman's wrist. She felt her entire arm ache and go numb, her spiritual energy flow abruptly stopped, and she could no longer grip the hilt, nearly dropping the longsword.

Just as she had exhausted her old strength and had not yet generated new strength, Guo Haihuang turned halfway around and lashed out with his left leg like a whip, kicking her straight in the chest and abdomen! In shock, the woman crossed her arms, and her spiritual energy instantly condensed into a semi-transparent shield in front of her.

"Snap!"

As her feet touched the shield, the psionic shield shattered like paper! Immediately afterward, a tremendous force struck, and with two crisp "crack" sounds, the bones in her arms snapped and twisted into an unnatural angle.

The woman screamed and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a wall in the distance before sliding down, her fate unknown.

"Whoosh—!"

The heavy meteor hammer, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, swept in from the right, blocking Guo Haihuang's escape route. Meanwhile, the thin man, like a wisp of smoke, used the meteor hammer as cover to thrust his twin short swords straight at Guo Haihuang's heart and waist, his movements swift as lightning and exceptionally ruthless.

Guo Haihuang's expression remained unchanged. He smoothly pulled the long sword he was holding to his side with his right hand, and the back of the sword accurately struck the iron chain of the meteor hammer. With a "clang", the chain was deflected. At the same time, he slammed his wrist down and plunged the long sword into the ground in front of him.

At the same time, he used the momentum to leap into the air, not only avoiding the direct impact of the meteor hammer but also causing the skinny man's deadly twin daggers to miss completely. The skinny man, having missed his attack, was about to change his move when he suddenly felt darkness above his head.

Guo Haihuang seemed weightless in mid-air, his right toe lightly touching the thin man's back. The man was instantly struck dumb, his body stiffening, his forward momentum abruptly halted. Guo Haihuang used this opportunity to elevate himself again, flipping in mid-air headfirst, and slamming his right palm down!

"Big Seal Hand!"

With a low shout, a huge, pale golden hand formed from pure spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, carrying an aura of righteousness and the power to suppress everything, and crashed down!

"Bang--!"

A dull, resounding thud followed, and the ground trembled violently. The golden palm print vanished, leaving behind a clearly defined, several-inch-deep crater. The thin man was slammed solidly into the bottom of the crater, his entire body seemingly flattened.