It can be quite terrifying for someone to suddenly appear late at night...
"Who... who are you?" Although Yan Zhong also had a seventh-degree National Martial Arts rank, he felt completely insignificant before Ye Hao. Especially seeing Ye Hao exude a formidable aura with explosive muscles, he instinctively cowered.
Not all members of the Black Sect were fearless, and Yan Zhong was one who feared death but enjoyed bullying the weak. Such people typically bullied the soft but feared the hard.
"I'm your father, you idiot," Ye Hao said, rushing up to Yan Zhong, his fist like a sandbag crashing down.
Yan Zhong hastily put up a defense, but he was blasted back seven or eight steps by Ye Hao's punch, even colliding with a few of his subordinates, coughing up blood as he retreated.
Seeing this, Yan Zhong's thug, Gong Qi, cursed, "Damn it! Dare to hit my boss, you're asking to die."
