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Chapter 887 The Father of Little Bastard Xiao Wang is (3)

Chapter 887: Chapter 887 The Father of Little Bastard Xiao Wang is (3)

"Damn! You’re too arrogant! I can’t stand it anymore!"

The first to step forward was Ruan Xue. Just as she twisted her wrist and stepped out, An Yiqing pulled her back in one tug.

"Stay back—the rest of you stay out of this."

An Yiqing understood Xia Hao’s predicament and hesitation, but she didn’t agree with it. People like Old Lady Xia and Xia Feng were vampires, endlessly sucking blood until their victim was drained.

They were like leeches, not easily removed by gentle tugging, but requiring harsh, forceful measures to subdue them.

Today, An Yiqing didn’t plan to let Gu Yelin and the others interfere. She was waiting, waiting for Xia Hao to figure things out, waiting for him to find a solution.

"Xia Hao, are you going to crawl or what? Hurry up! I’m starving!" Xia Feng impatiently tugged at his hair, his face playful.

His companions, standing with him, also heckled, looking at Xia Hao with scorn and contempt.

At that moment, Xia Hao’s face turned beet-red, veins faintly bulging on his forehead. His fists clenched tightly, his chest heaving dramatically as he tried to suppress his rage.

Seeing the mocking looks of Xia Feng and his companions, Xia Hao began to doubt for the first time; had his previous approach been wrong?

"Haozi, indecision only breeds chaos—mercy should be reserved for those who deserve it."

Xia Hao’s eyes flickered. An Yiqing’s words sent a bright flash through his mind, seemingly illuminating many things.

Xia Feng, growing increasingly impatient with Xia Hao’s silence, rudely spat out and venomously said, "You’re a complete loser, just like your useless parents, deserve to be bullied by us, hahaha!"

Xia Feng laughed wildly, and just then, a bulky fist suddenly appeared before his eyes, and before he could react, it fiercely smashed into his face.

"Ah!—What the hell? Xia Hao, stop right now!"

Faced with a sudden flurry of punches, Xia Feng was initially dazed. When he regained his senses, he couldn’t believe that it was the ’loser’ Xia Hao who was hitting him!

"Xia Hao, are you sick of living? Do you believe I’ll tell grandma about this!" Xia Feng, while warding off Xia Hao’s punches, yelled furiously, "What are you staring at? Help me!"

Xia Feng’s companions, initially stunned by Xia Hao’s ferocity, snapped to attention upon hearing Xia Feng’s cries. Shocked, they moved to help.

Just then, a black shadow swiftly crossed their line of sight as An Yiqing suddenly appeared, blocking their way.

"This is a Xia Family matter. None of you should think of interfering today."

Xia Feng’s companions looked at the suddenly appearing An Yiqing with horror-stricken eyes, freaking out—how come this woman made no sound when walking? Where did she appear from?

Gradually, a thought dawned in their minds; Xia Hao’s friends... might be untouchable...

With no interference from Xia Feng’s companions, Xia Hao’s punches landed intensely and repeatedly on Xia Feng. For twenty years, he had wanted to do just this. At this moment, all his previous concerns had vanished into thin air. Watching Xia Feng howl in pain, Xia Hao felt only one thing—thrill!

For a full ten minutes, Xia Hao’s fists never stopped. Gu Yelin and An Zhihang had already blocked all surveillance systems in the clubhouse, and even the guests in the lobby had been driven out by these two Gods of Slaughter.