Lu Shen frowned. This kid was on the brink of death and still dared to talk back, but there was something unsettling in Chu Hao’s eyes that made him uneasy.
Lu Shen bellowed, "You’re on your deathbed and still so arrogant! Take him down for me!"
A gang of thugs rushed forward; Wang Meng and Yu Sicheng didn’t say a word and immediately kicked into action.
A thug swung a steel pipe at Chu Hao’s head, but Chu Hao dodged to the side and threw a punch that smashed into the thug.
The thug cried out in agony, crouching on the ground, counting his teeth.
Chu Hao lunged into the crowd like an arrow; he was in a very bad mood, extremely irate.
As a result, he didn’t hold back at all.
He twisted and snapped one thug’s hand, eliciting a pig-like scream of sheer agony.
Another kick sent a thug flying, toppling over numerous others.
Ever since mastering the Beginners Marrow Cleansing Manual, Chu Hao was three to four times stronger than an ordinary person. How could an average person possibly withstand him?
Whoever he hit either ended up unable to get off the ground or suffered broken hands and legs, leaving the gang of thugs gaping in shock.
The thug leader was stunned and said, "Lu Shen, you never said this kid was so formidable!"
Lu Shen himself was shocked. Chu Hao was like a war god, awesome and formidable; a dozen or so thugs were beaten to the ground in an instant, thoroughly trounced.
Lu Shen became somewhat panicked and exclaimed, "Get him for me! I’ll triple the money I promised!"
The thug leader also grew ruthless. He called over more thugs, and soon, easily a hundred of them had come running out.
These men could handle Wang Meng and Yu Sicheng just fine.
But Chu Hao was ferocious, and no one could stop him.
He was like a furious Buddha; everyone who got close ended up lying on the ground, some even vomiting blood.
In just a short amount of time, forty or fifty of the hundred-odd men lay sprawled on the ground, unable to even crawl, let alone stand up.
Chu Hao’s foot came crashing down on a man’s fingers on the ground, mashing them into a bloody pulp.
"AH!!" The man screamed, the pain indescribable, tormenting him beyond words.
Then, Chu Hao looked at Lu Shen and the thug leader with ice in his gaze. "Speak! How do you want to die?"
"Ding... Host has succeeded in acting tough, earning sixty points."
Lu Shen was truly scared now. He knew Chu Hao was extraordinary, but he hadn’t realized his fighting was this brutal.
The other thugs, having never seen such ferocity in a fight, were terrified and fled for their lives.
The thug leader also ran. Who would dare to mess with this Anger God?
But could Chu Hao let him go? This was the man who had attacked Ankang Mo.
With a leap, Chu Hao rushed forward and knocked the thug leader to the ground with a kick, then stepped on his fingers. The pain from his fingers shot straight to his heart, and the man screamed in agony.
"Don’t... don’t step on them anymore! It hurts... it hurts so much!"
Chu Hao said coldly, "Which hand did you use to hit my bro?"
The thug leader was sweating buckets from fear and stammered, "I... I was just taking money to carry out orders. It really has nothing to do with me."
Chu Hao sneered, "You find this amusing?"
The thug leader, agitated, roared, "My boss is Scorpion! You... you dare touch me?"
Scorpion! Wasn’t that the guy he had fought when he was drunk? Ha, it turned out to be the subordinate of an acquaintance.
Chu Hao said indifferently, "Even if your dad was an underground boss, I’d still hit you."
With that, his foot stomped down, and the man’s fingers snapped with a crack. A heart-wrenching scream followed.
As for Lu Shen, he was already frozen in terror. Seeing Chu Hao walking towards him step by step, he trembled all over, pleading, "Chu Hao, I... I’ll give you money! Just forget this whole thing, okay?"
"You think money makes you untouchable?"
Chu Hao slapped him hard. Lu Shen’s teeth rattled loose, and he squatted on the ground in pain.
Chu Hao then lifted him up and delivered several hard slaps across his face.
Chu Hao struck with a viciousness that could almost knock out several of Lu Shen’s teeth with a single slap.
Lu Shen’s face now looked like a swollen pig’s head, a hideous and painful sight.
Sobbing, he begged, "Stop... stop hitting me, I beg you."
With ire burning in his belly, Chu Hao kicked him hard and said, "Playing dirty? Hiring people to attack me, huh? Come on then!"
Lu Shen screamed in agony, curling up his body.
Wang Meng and the others also surrounded the thug leader, kicking him with great satisfaction.
"Don’t move! Everyone squat down!"
The police arrived. Chu Hao’s face was a picture of frustration, but seeing Lu Shen in agony brought a special comfort to his heart.
Wenmi ran over and quickly said, "When you get inside, don’t say anything. Just say they attacked first. I’ll find a way to get you out."
With that, the entire group was taken to the police station. This wasn’t Chu Hao’s first time there, but something felt off.
The thugs were detained in the same area but kept their distance from Chu Hao, clearly terrified. It couldn’t be helped; Chu Hao had been utterly ruthless. At that very moment, the local hospital was probably treating about fifty of their men.
Wang Meng gave a thumbs up and said, "Ah-Hao, you’re awesome! Taking on so many people by yourself!"
Chu Hao smiled and asked, "Old Mo, are you okay?"
Ankang Mo nodded, grinning. "Ah-Hao, you were really too fierce just now; it was terrifying to watch. But... won’t we get in trouble for fighting ?"
Wang Meng declared, "We were acting in self-defense! We should be out soon!"
"Oh." Being an honest person, Ankang Mo was quite nervous; it was his first time in a police station.
Around midnight, a middle-aged policeman came over. He seemed rather mild-mannered and asked, "Who is Zhang Qiang?"
The thug leader, clutching his injured fingers in pain, replied, "I am."
The policeman glanced at him and said, "Alright, you can go."
The thug leader was both surprised and delighted. He shot a hateful glare at Chu Hao and his three companions before leaving. Eventually, every thug was called out by name and released, leaving only Chu Hao and his friends in the cell.
Wang Meng asked, "Officer, what about us?"
The middle-aged policeman said indifferently, "You injured so many people. Just stay here for now."
Wang Meng became angry. "Damn it! They clearly attacked first! Why did they get to leave before us?"
"Quiet down!" the middle-aged policeman shouted.
Chu Hao said, "Officer, we were acting in self-defense."
The middle-aged policeman laughed. "Someone reported you for intentional assault. Just stay put in there."
Wang Meng cursed under his breath, "Damn." He was furious; something about this situation felt very wrong.
「Close to one in the morning.」
Several people entered the police station. The man in the lead had his head wrapped in bandages and was accompanied by a few burly men.
The bandaged man pointed at Chu Hao.
Chu Hao was confused. "Who are you?"
"Damn it!" the man cursed.
One of his entourage announced haughtily, "This is Lu Shen, Young Master Shen!"
Chu Hao and the others looked at the bandages on his head, wrapped up like an onion, and couldn’t help but burst into laughter, tears streaming down their faces.
"Laugh... laugh your ass off! HISS!" Lu Shen, infuriated, cursed them, then involuntarily inhaled sharply from the pain and kicked the cell bars in anger.
Wang Meng laughed and said, "Oh my! Young Master Shen, that’s a nice onion-head wrap you’ve got there. Where did you get it done?"
Lu Shen was so enraged his liver ached. "You dare to mess with me, Lu Shen?" he roared. "Beat them up!"
Just then, the middle-aged policeman walked over, opened the cell, and even took out an electric baton.
"What the hell! Officer, what are you doing? Are you breaking the law knowingly?" Wang Meng broke into a cold sweat.
The smirking policeman said, "You dared to hit Young Master Shen. You deserve this."