What would he do now?

He had an evil smile on his face as she wailed at him. He appeared to be ecstatic about her anguish.

When she saw him smirking, her mind sobered up immediately and an untold amount of shame and anger welled up inside her heart.

This was her territory!! How dare he act like that with her? Her blood started to boil and her face contorted in anger as she watched his amused expression.

With a fierce expression on her face, she stood up and walked to the man she had been holding previously. "Brother Ming! Look at him! He dared to insult me in front of you? He must be looking down on you by insulting me!" she added as she hid her head in his chest.

Others sympathized with Hao after hearing her sobs from afar. He'd messed up with the wrong people this time! The deeds of the Amber Gang were so heinous that they were known all the way down the lane. No one dared to disagree with their members.

He must be new to the area to oppose their infamous lady in public.

"What bad luck!" While others waited for the exciting show to begin and felt happy for arriving at the right time, some others felt sorry for him.

While everyone else was feeling sorry for him, he was smiling. He hadn't been in this kind of situation in a long time and was itching to let out his frustration by breaking a few bones.

He wanted to beat them all to his heart's content now. He looked at them as if they were walking punching bags made just for him.

"You are not allowed to kill or severely beat anyone, Master!! It will deduct your current points and by reducing your accumulated points to zero!" His frustration was compounded by the sound of a panicked girl echoing in his mind.

He had a scowl on his face and was staring at the men! They should attack him in order for him to defeat them without fear of losing points.

He looked at the muscular man, whose biceps protruded from their t-shirts. They both have a ferocious look on their faces.

They encircled him and smirked at him. One of them cocked his head and his fists were clenched.

"Are you not afraid of death, young boy? We will only break a few of your bones and spare your life if you apologize to your sister!" The man offered when he looked at Hao's slim body with disdain.

"No! He insulted me in front of you. You can't let him get out of here alive, big brother." Hao's face filled with an evil smirk and her eyes filled with an evil glint as she rubbed her breasts on his chest and purred in his ears.

"Anything you say," the man said smugly, motioning to two of his men who approached with a malicious expression on their faces.

"You got the short end of the stick, boy. What a pity!" They were offended when the man in question did not even look at them, instead, his focus was still on the sofa that surrounded them.

They clenched their teeth and swung their fists at him on both sides.

Hao didn't even bother turning to face them. His face was hollow as if he couldn't hear or see their insults or malicious stares.

His attention was drawn to the neon screen, which displayed information about the girl who was lying half-conscious on the sofa. She had no idea she was in such jeopardy!

But, just as their fists were about to collide with his face, he raised both his hands, causing their fists to collide with his palms stopping them dead in their tracks, immediately followed by sickening sounds of cracking bones.

"Aaaahhhhhhh"

They let out screams in pain and disbelief as they staggered backward in pain, clutching their broken wrists. The Bossman squinted at the young boy, who was barely half of his weight and then at his men, who kept screaming like little children.

"You bunch of weak chickens!!" The Bossman scowled in anger and two other buff-looking goons stood from their chairs and went towards Hao and even took out daggers from their pockets.

"You dare to fight back, boy!" they scowled at him and pounced on him.

However, it was insufficient to pique his interest. He gave them a bored expression as if he was tired of this long battle.

The goons didn't hold back at all and straight up went for the kill, trying to stab him with the daggers. But Hao was just too powerful for them to even hurt him. He simply brought two fingers of his hands in front of the daggers like a magician and pinched both daggers in between them.

"Woah"

Someone among the spectators groaned in amazement, watching the spectacular scene, while the goons were straining their muscles and arms trying to fight back. The longer they tried to struggle, the more their faces turned red with pressure, and they trembled with fear when their gazes met those of the young man, whose eyes had turned into blood-red like those of the devil from hell.

Hao got bored playing with them and simply moved his fingers, causing the blades to break into pieces making everyone's eyes bulge and the goons finally felt relief. But their relief was short-lived as Hao placed his hands on their shoulders and lightly pressed on them, instantly causing their knees to buckle in and slam hardly onto the carpeted ground.

The other gang members, as well as the onlookers who had gathered for Hao's death show were getting more shocked to see him standing there strong and tall while the gang members were kneeling as he just kept his hands on their shoulders.

Their eyes were closed, and their faces twisted and turned horrifyingly pale.

"Let me go!" they both yelled, finally unable to take the pain anymore causing the onlookers to feel confused.

"Was he holding some kind of sharp weapon between his fingers" Could he be a magician?" That was the thought going through everyone's mind watching two buff-looking men kneeling and wailing like they were being tortured.

But no one knew what was happening except the men who could feel their collarbones breaking!

The event unfolding in front of them appeared to be a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence. They had no idea it would turn out this way when the fight began. Everyone's attention was now drawn to their leader, who had yet to respond as they had hoped.

Everyone had only one question in their minds. "What would he do now?