Chapter 117: Chapter 117: Give You a Big Slap
"Aqi!"
Akun was taken aback and hurriedly rushed forward to help Aqi up.
He had not expected Aniu to strike such a ruthless blow.
Although the punch did not hit vital areas, Akun knew that Aqi’s injury was not light.
But Akun was now limping, totally unable to rescue him in time.
Nasang saw that Akun, with his back to him, was squatting on the ground, seizing a good opportunity to prepare for a sneak attack. freewebnøvel.coɱ
At this critical moment, Wang Hao charged forward with a burst of speed, pulled Akun away, and dodged Nasang’s punch.
But Nasang was not the type to give up easily and immediately charged at Wang Hao, intending to deal with him.
Wang Hao was nimble and agile. He put Akun down and threw a punch to meet Nasang’s fist.
Their fists collided, and with a "crack" sound, both men took two steps back to steady themselves.
Wang Hao was fine, and with a solid horse stance, he stood firm, but Nasang staggered several times before he could stabilize himself and shook his aching fist.
"Who are you?"
Aniu quickly stood up and asked.
"A Chinese!"
Wang Hao said firmly.
Aniu’s face changed after hearing this. It was a clear insinuation of his collusion with foreigners.
"No matter where you’re from, none of you will leave this club alive today," Aniu said, looking pleased with himself.
"We had an agreement beforehand. If none of you could beat Nasang, you’d leave the northern district willingly! Don’t try to wriggle out of it now!"
"You!"
Akun was so infuriated he was about to breathe fire, but it was he who had agreed in the first place, so it wasn’t easy for him to quibble with Aniu now.
At this point, Akun’s brothers had also lost their morale, hunching over and not daring to utter a word.
Seeing his underlings behave like this, Wang Hao just shook his head.
These men, afraid of death, could not have won today, even if Aniu hadn’t had Nasang with him. It seemed Akun had treated them too well for nothing.
But Wang Hao absolutely could not let the northern district fall into the hands of Bear.
"I’ve long heard about the fierceness of Muay Thai. Today, I finally see it in person. Why don’t I test whether your Muay Thai is genuine?"
Wang Hao first told Akun and the rest to step back, and then he stepped forward himself.
"You? Better not!" Aniu said contemptuously.
"Even Seventh Brother, your best fighter, got knocked down by Nasang in one move. You dare to step forward? Aren’t you afraid of death? I think it’s better if you hand over the northern district sooner to avoid more people being carried away."
"Furthermore!"
Aniu suddenly laughed sinisterly.
"If you kneel down and bark like a dog, I’ll let you live today!"
Seeing Aniu’s arrogant attitude, Akun gritted his teeth with hatred. Aniu was clearly insulting Wang Hao.
But Wang Hao didn’t take it to heart and just chuckled lightly.
"So you don’t understand human language and only comprehend the language of beasts, huh? Then I’ll bring my dog and Aniu over to interpret for you!" Wang Hao said tauntingly with a laugh.
"Still got a tough mouth, I see!" Aniu bellowed angrily, pointing at Wang Hao.
"Nasang, kill him for me!"
Nasang looked dismissive, snorted coldly, and walked slowly towards Wang Hao, provoking him.
"I’ll let you have the first move!"
"No, no, no, better come at me together!"
Wang Hao refused the offer.
"I’m afraid I might kill you with one punch, and you won’t even have the chance to fight back," Nasang continued arrogantly.
"Well, since you said so, I won’t hold back!"
Wang Hao slowly approached Nasang, the corners of his mouth curving into a smirk.
"Slap!"
Suddenly, Wang Hao struck—not with a fist, nor a kick, but with a powerful slap straight to Nasang’s face.
Nasang had not expected Wang Hao to pull such a move. With all the matches he had fought, he had never encountered such a situation.
Everyone present was shocked. This was not just a fight—it was a blatant insult.
"I’m gonna fucking kill you!"
Nasang shouted loudly as he lifted his leg and swung it towards Wang Hao’s head.
Nasang’s leg technique was his unique skill, which he hadn’t used against Aqi before, but now, enraged by Wang Hao, he directly unleashed his trump card.
The kick was incredibly fast, so fast that even Wang Hao hadn’t expected such speed and couldn’t dodge it.
The kick ultimately landed on Wang Hao’s elbow.
But...
Wang Hao blinked, feeling that the kick was somewhat unreal. There was no pain at all, and it felt as though it had been rebounded, like the sensation of a finger flick.
Upon closer inspection, he realized it was the dragon tattoo that had sensed the danger and traveled along the meridians.
The kick to the elbow seemed to have had its force absorbed by the dragon tattoo.
It was truly miraculous!
Wang Hao himself found it unbelievable.
"Hahaha..."
A Niu, seeing Wang Hao foolishly withstand the kick, couldn’t help but burst into laughter, pointing at Wang Hao and saying.
"Are you out of your mind? Nasang’s kick could bend a steel pipe, and you dared to withstand it. Now your arm must be broken!"
Seeing Nasang still maintaining the position of his kick on Wang Hao’s elbow, and neither of them moving, A Niu and his subordinates all thought that Wang Hao was done for.
"Are you done kicking? If you’re done, then hurry up and get your stinky foot away from me; it’s disgusting!"
Wang Hao suddenly said impatiently.
A Niu’s laughter abruptly ceased, and his expression shifted to shock, as did the expressions of all A Niu’s subordinates, who cried out in astonishment.
He’s not dead?
He actually survived!
How is this possible? Could his arm be made of steel? Even if it was made of steel, it should have been broken by the kick, so why does he sound unharmed? freēwebnovel.com
"God, Brother Hao actually withstood it, that’s so awesome!"
A Kun’s underling also cheered from the side.
However, what everyone at the scene found strange was, since Nasang hadn’t taken Wang Hao down, why didn’t he continue? Why was he still holding his kick up without putting it down? Was he trying to look cool with that pose?
"Nasang, you should put your leg down and attack again. I believe in your strength. If one kick doesn’t do it, then go for a second one."
A Niu hurriedly reminded him.
But after A Niu finished speaking, Nasang still didn’t move, remaining in the same position.
"Nasang, what’s wrong with you?"
"My, my leg is broken! I can’t move it at all!"
Nasang finally spoke.
Upon hearing Nasang’s words, the people on the scene were again shocked.
What the hell! His leg is broken? And he can’t move it at all?
Just now it was clearly Nasang who had kicked Wang Hao, and Wang Hao was fine. How come it was Nasang who could no longer move his leg?
A Niu and his underlings instantly turned pale, at a loss for words.
"A Niu, right? You better keep your promise. If any of you are not convinced, you can still come out and challenge!"
Wang Hao said, excited by the expressions of these people at this moment.
He pushed Nasang aside and walked up to A Niu, glaring at him.
At this point, A Kun’s underlings happily danced around, leaving A Niu’s side feeling mortified.
"Whoever kills this brat for me, I’ll give them two million!"
A Niu, furious and in a fit of pique, roared at his subordinates.
But having witnessed Wang Hao’s prowess firsthand, his subordinates didn’t dare to make a sound, let alone come forward to challenge Wang Hao.
"Three million!"
A Niu raised the offer, but still no one moved.
"Four million!"
A Niu was getting anxious.
While everyone hesitated, a subordinate who didn’t know better stood up timidly, but after being glared at by Wang Hao, he quickly shrank back.
Now, A Niu was at a loss, as he couldn’t possibly go up himself.
But A Niu wasn’t a fool; Nasang had his leg broken by Wang Hao with one move, going up himself would simply be asking for trouble.
A Kun’s underlings immediately burst into a wave of mockery.
Just when Wang Hao thought they had the upper hand, the clubhouse’s main door was suddenly smashed open.
Wild Bear, leading a group of men, charged in and surrounded A Kun, Wang Hao, and their group...