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The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

No one could believe that someone would dare to be so arrogant on Zhang Tianhu's territory.

The thugs who were about to rush forward froze in place when they saw their leader captured, caught in a dilemma.

"Let go of Tiger!" one of the henchmen, oblivious to the danger, roared and charged forward, fists waving.

Without turning his head, Su Hao kicked out, sending the henchman flying like a cannonball, knocking over seven or eight people behind him, who lay on the ground howling in pain.

"Who else wants to come and die?"

Su Hao's gaze slowly swept across the entire room, his voice calm, yet carrying a chilling sense of oppression.

No one dared to move.

Zhang Tianhu's face turned from red to purple as he was being choked, and he was on the verge of suffocating.

With his last ounce of strength, he managed to squeeze out a few words: "You...you dare kill me? I'm a member of the Black Dragon Society...you won't survive if you kill me..."

Su Hao looked at him, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

"Yeah?"

Then, he applied slight pressure to his hand.

"Click."

A crisp sound of bones breaking pierced the deathly silent hall.

Zhang Tianhu's body convulsed suddenly, then slumped down, his head hanging at an eerie angle, his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe he was dying.

Everyone was stunned.

That's Zhang Tianhu!

The second-in-command of the Black Dragon Society!

And just like that... he was casually crushed to death by a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, like an ant?

After a brief silence, a commotion broke out in the hall.

"Murder! He killed Zhang Tianhu!"

"Run!"

The guests panicked and rushed towards the door.

"Bang!"

Just then, the banquet hall doors were suddenly kicked open.

Hundreds of black-clad thugs wielding machetes and clubs swarmed in and surrounded Su Hao.

They were Zhang Tianhu's men stationed outside the venue. Upon hearing the commotion inside, they rushed in immediately.

"Avenge Brother Tiger!"

Upon seeing Zhang Tianhu's miserable state, the bald, burly man leading the group roared and charged towards Su Hao, brandishing his machete.

Su Hao casually tossed Zhang Tianhu's corpse to the ground and faced the hundreds of thugs.

His movements were as fast as lightning, using both fists and feet, each strike precise and deadly.

Those thugs who were usually fierce and menacing were like paper in front of him, falling down one after another, their cries of agony echoing throughout the hall.

In just three minutes, more than half of the hundreds of thugs had fallen.

The remaining men, weapons in hand, dared not advance any further. They simply formed a circle, staring in terror at the man in the center who resembled a god of war.

"Don't move! If you move again, I'll kill her!" Taking advantage of Su Hao's inattention, one of the thugs quietly circled behind Shen Qingci, pulled her into his arms, and pressed a dagger against her fair neck.

Su Hao stopped what he was doing.

He slowly turned around and looked at the thug.

In an instant, the temperature in the entire hall seemed to drop by more than ten degrees.

Everyone felt a bone-chilling cold that shot from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads.

There was no emotion in Su Hao's eyes.

But it is precisely this emotionless calm that is more terrifying than any anger or roar.

He moved.

No one saw how he moved.

When Su Hao's figure became clear again, he was already in front of the thug, holding the thug's wrist holding the knife with one hand and squeezing it gently.

"Snap!"

The sound of the metacarpal bones cracking was crisp and piercing.

"what!"

The thug let out a piercing scream, and the dagger slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Su Hao didn't stop. His fingers moved like lightning, striking the thug several times and sealing several major acupoints on his body.

The thug's body suddenly stiffened, then he slumped softly to the ground.

He was not unconscious and was fully conscious, but every muscle and bone in his body was in excruciating pain.

The pain felt like countless needles piercing his bone marrow at the same time, making it impossible for him to faint; he could only endure this inhuman torment with a clear mind.

"Aaaaaah!"

His screams echoed through the hall, sending chills down everyone's spines.

"Don't worry, you'll experience this pain for another half hour."

Su Hao withdrew his gaze and surveyed the entire room: "Is there anyone here who wants to avenge Zhang Tianhu?"

No one dared to answer.

The remaining thugs' hands trembled as they gripped their weapons, and they kept backing away.

Only one man, dressed in a gray long robe, stepped out from the crowd.

He is Huang Tao, Zhang Tianhu's strategist, a brain trust figure cultivated by Zhang Tianhu.

Huang Tao was holding a pistol in each hand, the two dark muzzles pointed at Su Hao.

"You're really good at fighting, aren't you?"

"I'll see if you can stop a bullet!"

As he spoke, he pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out.

However, the bullet did not hit Su Hao.

To be precise, Su Hao caught the bullet with his fingers.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Huang Tao's pupils suddenly contracted. Before he could fire again, Su Hao flicked his finger, and the bullet bounced back, hitting him in the chest.

"Whoa!"

Huang Tao spat out a mouthful of blood, knocked over the table behind him, and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.

"Who's next?"

Su Hao stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze falling on Tian Yi: "Do you want to join in the fun?"

"No, no, no! Big brother, although I am from the Black Dragon Society, I have a very bad relationship with Zhang Tianhu!" Tian Ji was so scared that he peed a few drops.

He initially thought Su Hao was just a hothead, and that it would be nice to disgust Zhang Tianhu, but he never expected that the other party was actually a peerless master who was pretending to be weak while actually being strong.

Even if you had eight hundred lives, you wouldn't dare to mess with such a legendary person!

Even Tian Ji could only nod and exhale, let alone the others, who almost all kept their heads down and dared not look him in the eye.

Su Hao turned around and walked to the stunned Shen Qingci, taking her hand: "Let's go."

"Huh? Oh, oh!"

Shen Qingci nodded in belated shock, and under everyone's gaze, followed Su Hao calmly out.

Su Hao paused as he passed a person.

"I've taken care of Zhang Tianhu for you and swallowed up his territory. Anyone who dares to touch you, just give me a call."

After saying that, Su Hao led Shen Qingci away.

All eyes were on this person, and Tian Ji's face turned extremely ugly.

"Damn, what makes this guy so special that he gets the favor of such a master?"

Standing in the crowd, Yang Bao, the center of attention, felt an indescribable shock and excitement welling up inside him.

He never expected that just attending a banquet would lead him to witness Su Hao personally killing Zhang Tianhu.

Is this what it feels like to be carried away?

So cool!

In the corner, Guo Shaohua, who witnessed everything, turned pale.

He was beaten up by Su Hao for pursuing Song Xiaoxiao, and his younger brother also suffered today. These two waves of hatred made him decide to seek help from Zhang Tianhu. But who would have thought that Su Hao would not only appear here, but also break Zhang Tianhu's neck in public.

"Brother, did Tiger agree to your request?" Guo Shaoping sent a WeChat message at that moment.

Guo Shaohua took a deep breath and replied.

"Little brother, from today onwards, don't provoke Su Hao anymore."

Then, he put away his phone, staring at Su Hao's retreating figure, his mind reeling.

Starting today, the landscape of Nanjing's underworld is likely to be completely rewritten...