Zhang Xiaohao directly ignored her and walked up to the group of security guards being held hostage.
His gaze turned cold, and he said indifferently,
"Daring to lay hands on my men, you've really got some nerve!"
Having said that, he took a step forward.
Boom!
A wild aura burst forth from within him.
It struck the disciples of First-class Hall.
Plop!
Under the fierce force of Zhang Xiaohao's aura, the disciples of First-class Hall were like kites with their strings cut, rapidly flying backwards and crashing to the ground in a sorry state.
"Are you two alright?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
He lifted his hand and helped the two of them up from the ground.
"Big brother, I'm fine."
"Mr. Zhang, I'm fine too!"
Qu Shenyue and Li Xiaolu both said.
"How about you all?" Zhang Xiaohao looked towards the others.
"Mr. Zhang, we're also fine!" the other security guards said.
"Hmm," Zhang Xiaohao nodded his head.