You Won’t Be Needing That

Tang Hao lightly flicked his wrists and turned around. His cold gaze swept toward Du Rong.

Du Rong's entire body trembled, and he fell on his butt again.

His face was deathly pale, and his body trembled violently.

'Oh my god! What kind of a freak is he?'

"Don't... don't come closer! I'm telling you, I'm very powerful. If you dare to touch me, you'll be in big trouble.

"Hey! Stop him! What are you doing, all you idiots?"

He looked around in panic and begged for help.

However, whenever his gaze fell on someone, they turned their heads away and averted his gaze.

'Dammit, if that freak is brazen enough to get physical on Du Rong, what would he do to us if we try to stop him? I'd rather not do something that I would regret!'

"Let's sit down and talk if there's anything, bro. Don't be rash!" Du Rong began to beg for mercy.

Tang Hao walked up to him, raised his foot, and brought it down upon Du Rong's right hand.