"This...how is this possible?"

When Zhang Hao saw the scene in front of him, his eyes suddenly became wide open, and the luster in his pupils kept flashing.

This was the first time he had seen Xiao Yang with such terrifying strength, but he was really scared, with no blood on his face, as if he was a piece of white paper, and his body was trembling even more uncontrollably.

Xiao Yang put his hands in the pocket of his trouser pockets, turned his head gently, and two cold gazes shot straight towards Zhang Hao.

The two cold eyes were covered with cold air, and just as Zhang Hao met Xiao Yang's eyes, in an instant, his whole body became petrified, stiff in place, and even forgot to escape.

Xiao Yang took a step and walked slowly towards Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao was then pulled out of his incomparable horror. He suddenly took out a knife from behind his waist, then directly placed the knife on Fang Ru's neck, threatening: "Xiao Yang, stand there and don't move! If you dare to take another step forward, I will kill this woman!"

Zhang Hao naturally understood in his heart that he was definitely not Xiao Yang's opponent, and the group of subordinates he brought had fallen to the ground and had no power to fight back. At this time, he had only one idea in his heart, that is, Xiao Yang could let him go and let him leave here.

He kept swallowing his saliva. Although he pretended to be calm, his hand holding the knife kept trembling, revealing the panic in his heart.

And all these subtle actions can naturally be hidden from Xiao Yang's eyes.

Xiao Yang just raised his lips slightly, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face, and he mocked: "Do you think your knife is faster, or am I faster?"

After hearing this, Zhang Hao looked at Xiao Yang with confusion in his eyes, not understanding what he meant.

Just when he was puzzled by this, Xiao Yang's body suddenly moved and stepped out in the air, like a cheetah in the wilderness. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Zhang Hao. Then he heard a loud bang, and Zhang Hao's body drew a parabola in the air like a shell ejected out, hitting the wall.

*The severe pain almost made Zhang Hao faint. He felt that all the internal organs in his chest were shattered by Xiao Yang's kick.

Zhang Hao pressed his sternum with one hand to relieve the pain in his body. Then he raised his head slightly and looked at Xiao Yang.

But he saw Xiao Yang's hands in his pockets and slowly walking towards him, which made his heart rise to his throat, and it seemed that the sound of his heart beating violently in his ears.

"You...you don't come here..."

Zhang Hao's words were trembling, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept flowing out like a fountain. He moved back with difficulty, trying to keep a certain distance from Xiao Yang.

But behind him is the wall, and for him, there is no way out!

"Aren't you quite awesome just now? Why is it like this now?"

Xiao Yang had a playful smile on his face and teased.

Hearing this, Zhang Hao's face became extremely embarrassing, but what Xiao Yang did not expect was that Zhang Hao actually started to cry suddenly, and then he begged with a sob sound in his voice: "Xiao Yang, just let me go! I promise you that I will never bother Fang Ru again..."

"hehe!"

A contemptuous laugh came from Xiao Yang's throat.
Chapter completed!