This guy immediately lost his temper, hocking out a mouthful of fresh blood, then directly pulled out an iron stick and rushed towards Wang Chao.
Wang Chao merely scoffed, biding his time before he lashed out, his kick landing squarely on the man's wrist. A clear cracking noise was heard and the man's wrist was instantly broken.
Giving the man no time to even scream, Wang Chao stepped forward, reaching out his hand and firmly gripping his adversary's neck. Applying a modicum of strength, the man was made airborne, helpless and struggling, his face beet red and without a voice to cry out.
"Speak up, are Jack and Bruce here or not?"
"Oh? You don't speak. In that case, I won't be gentle!"
Wang Chao squeezed the man's throat tighter, causing his skin to change from red to purple, and then from purple to black. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
"Oh? Still not saying anything? Good, you've got some guts!"