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Jin Baosan was taken aback.

His gaze fell on Su Hao, his brows furrowed: "Kid, who do you think you are? Do you have the right to interrupt when I'm talking to Chen Yue?"

Su Hao smiled slightly: "I am the driver for the Li Group. When Chen Yue is on official business, I am responsible for protecting her safety."

"I thought he was some tough guy, but it turns out he's just a lowly driver!" Jin Baosan said dismissively.

"I'm not just a driver, I'm also a thug hired by Chen Yue!"

Jin Baosan seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Did you not look in the mirror before you left home? Someone like you, a thug?"

"Come on, I'm standing right here. Go ahead and try to hit me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fist rapidly enlarged in his field of vision.

"Bang!"

A sharp pain, as if his nasal bone were shattering, swept through his entire body. Jin Baosan fell backward violently and crashed heavily to the ground, blood gushing from his nose and smearing his greasy cheeks.

"Damn it! You dare hit me?!" Jin Baosan covered his nose and let out a pig-like scream.

Su Hao shrugged: "Didn't you tell me to do it? I've never seen a request like this in my life!"

"Where the hell are they?! Someone's causing trouble!" Jin Baosan roared.

Hearing the commotion, the thugs downstairs rushed up.

Before the burly man with slicked-back hair, who was the first to rush in, could even see what was going on, Su Hao kicked him in the chest, sending him flying backward and knocking down three people behind him.

The fourth person lunged at him from the side. Su Hao dodged to the side, grabbed the other person's arm with his backhand and twisted it hard. A crisp sound of dislocated bones rang out, and the person fell to the ground with a groan.

The fifth, the sixth, the seventh...

In less than two minutes, seven or eight thugs lay sprawled in the corridor, their cries of agony filling the air.

Chen Yue was stunned.

She knew that Su Hao was skilled enough to beat Huang Huihong and the others black and blue, but she never imagined he was this good.

"Big brother! I was wrong, big brother! I'll pay you back! Right now!"

Jin Baosan knelt down and bowed, his humility was genuine.

"Wouldn't it have been over sooner if you had done this? You got beaten up for nothing!"

Su Hao kicked Jin Baosan into the office chair, then turned to Chen Yue to give a summary.

"This guy is just taking advantage of the fact that you're an educated person. If you encounter this kind of scoundrel in the future, try to fight back instead of talking."

"Yes, yes, brother is right!"

Jin Baosan outwardly bowed and scraped, but in reality, he got up, secretly opened a drawer, took out a black pistol, and pointed it at Su Hao.

"Hahaha!"

He laughed maniacally, blood streaming down his face from his nose, looking ferocious and terrifying.

"Kid, you think you're so tough? Even if you are, do you have enough bullets to fight?"

Chen Yue's face turned deathly pale, and she raised her hands, pleading, "President Jin, please don't do anything rash!"

"Shut up, you bitch!" Jin Baosan spat.

"You, kneel down and lick my shoes clean!"

"Otherwise, I'll shoot this brat dead!"

Chen Yue trembled uncontrollably, gritting her teeth as she was about to kneel in humiliation, when a hand firmly pressed down on her shoulder.

"No need to kneel." Su Hao's voice was as calm as a still lake.

Jin Baosan said sternly, "Kid, you don't think this is a toy, do you?"

As he spoke, he pulled the trigger, shooting the vase to pieces.

"what!"

Chen Yue screamed, covering her ears in fright, and almost lost her balance.

But Su Hao remained unmoved, staring calmly at the dark muzzle of the gun: "Have you ever heard a saying?"

"What?"

"A spear is faster than seven steps away, and a fist is faster than seven steps away."

Jin Baosan was stunned for a moment, then burst into loud laughter: "You've been reading too many martial arts novels, haven't you?"

"All I know is that within seven paces, the gun is both accurate and fast!"

Su Hao smiled faintly, "Then let's give it a try!"

Before he could finish speaking, Jin Baosan's vision blurred.

He didn't even see how Su Hao moved before his wrist suddenly went numb, and the pistol in his hand had already changed hands.

The next second, the cold muzzle of a gun was pressed firmly against his head.

Jin Baosan's maniacal laughter froze abruptly, and cold sweat instantly soaked through his shirt.

"How...how did you do that?"

"Didn't I tell you? A punch is fastest within seven steps!"

Su Hao toyed with the pistol, his tone relaxed: "Why don't you try it yourself and see if your fist is faster or my gun is?"

"No, no, no! Brother, please have mercy! We can talk this over!"

Jin Baosan's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down, hurriedly begging for mercy.

"I'm a member of the Black Dragon Society. If you really lay a hand on me, the Black Dragon Society won't let you get away with it!"

"The Black Dragon Society?" Su Hao tilted his head.

"Never heard of it."

He aimed at Jin Baosan's crotch and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A hollow sound.

Jin Baosan was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his crotch soaked.

Su Hao glanced at him sideways: "If you don't sign the check within a minute, the next bullet won't be a blank."

"Sign, sign, sign! I'll sign right away!" Jinbao scrambled back to his desk, trembling as he wrote down the amount, stamped it, and presented it with both hands.

"Ten million! Not a penny less!"

Su Hao slapped Jin Baosan on the head: "What about the interest?"

"Interest...?"

"Nonsense, ten million has been dragging on for over a year, doesn't that mean there's no interest?"

Jin Baosan suddenly realized and quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes! I'll offer an extra 500,000 in interest!"

"Are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?"

Su Hao slapped Jin Baosan again, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

"You'll pay whatever interest the underground gang lends them, understand?"

"I understand... I understand!"

Jin Baosan quickly wrote another check for one million.

"That's more like it!"

Su Hao took the two checks, put them in his pocket, and turned to leave.

He stopped abruptly as he reached the doorway.

"Oh right, I forgot to give you your gun."

"Snap!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the steel gun was twisted into a lump of scrap metal in his hands like a pretzel.

Jin Baosan's eyes almost popped out.

Is this power even human?

Su Hao threw the scrap metal in front of him and warned, "Chen Yue is under my protection. If you dare to cause trouble for Chen Yue, next time it won't be a gun that gets snapped, but your neck."

After saying that, he pulled the stunned Chen Yue along and walked out of the office without looking back.

Jin Baosan slumped to the ground, staring at the twisted mass of metal, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

After a long while, he finally came to his senses, gritted his teeth, took out his phone, and dialed a number.

"Hey? Tiger? I got beaten up!"

"Right here in my company! Some nobody, some nobody, knocked all my men out and stole eleven million!"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone before a deep, hoarse voice came through: "Who dares to be so bold as to touch someone from my Black Dragon Society?"

"I don't know where this bastard came from, but I have surveillance screenshots!" Jin Baosan quickly operated his phone and sent Su Hao's photo over.

On the other end, Tiger's voice suddenly turned playful: "So it's this kid..."

"Tiger, do you know him?"

"I don't know him, but someone mentioned him to me." Tiger sneered.

"Who can possibly get close to you, Brother Tiger?"

"Zhao Kai, the heir of the Zhao Group, spoke to me last night, saying that a kid named Su Hao has been going against him recently, and asked me to help teach him a lesson."

Upon hearing this, Jin Baosan immediately perked up: "Brother Tiger, then you shouldn't let him go even more!"

"Don't worry, I'll settle this score with him."

"Alright, alright! I'll wait for Tiger's good news!"

Jin Baosan hung up the phone, his anger vanishing instantly, replaced by a sinister smile.

He leaned back in his chair, touching his still throbbing nose, his eyes filled with malice.

"You brat, just you wait! I'll make you pay a hundredfold for the humiliation you suffered today!"