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Click, click, click. The sound of high heels on tiles could be heard, accompanied by unhurried footsteps. A plump woman walked down the stairs.

The woman looked to be in her early thirties, with a round face, big eyes, and a faint smile on her face.

"Third Brother, isn't it just a set of clothes? If I lost the Third Brother, then I would lose the father, and only a crazy mother would be left. It would be pitiful enough." The woman laughed as she spoke.

When the waiter saw the woman, he let out a long breath as if he had been relieved of a burden. He then smiled and said 'Boss' before retreating to the back.

The waiter knew that the boss usually treated these hooligans well. He had never been stingy with his food or cigarettes, it was just for the sake of his own safety.

It seems that Third Brother will definitely give face if the boss comes out.

As expected, Third Brother changed his smile and said: "I didn't expect the Lady Boss to be so Bodhisattva's heart."

The boss laughed and said, "What do you mean by 'saintly heart'? It's just that it's not easy for people. It's fine if you can get by."

"Since the boss has said so, I have no choice but to give him face. Let this baby lick my clothes clean, that's all. " Third Brother still did not give up.

The nearby customers all quietly slipped out when they saw this scene. Everyone knew how powerful the Third Brother was, and no one wanted to get into trouble.

Before long, Zhang Xiaojian was the only customer left in the bustling store, eating at a leisurely pace, as if nothing had happened.

The boss was troubled, but she didn't have a good solution. This was the first time she felt that money didn't work.

"Come, you've licked your grandpa clean." Third Brother reached out to grab the little boy as he spoke.

Who knew that at this time, Dong Dong's mother suddenly rushed forward and grabbed Third Brother's hand, fiercely biting down on it and not letting go.

Third Brother let out a blood-curdling screech, the pain coming from his arm caused him to furrow his brows in pain.

After continuously slapping the woman a few times, he sent her frail body flying with a kick.

The woman flew in front of Zhang Xiaojian like a frightened butterfly, and then landed heavily on the ground. Her body suddenly twitched a few times, and her beautiful big eyes stared at the ceiling and stopped moving.

No one saw how Zhang Xiaojian came to the woman's side, but when they saw it clearly, Zhang Xiaojian had already stood up.

The woman was already dead. Zhang Xiaojian felt a sense of unease, because if he had made his move earlier, the woman would not have lost her life.

Dong Dong saw the woman lying on the ground motionless. He pounced over and wanted to pick her up, but his hands were filled with the blood of the woman flowing out from the back of her head. At that moment, Dong Dong forgot to cry and just stared dumbly at his mother.

"You, you two …" The owner's face turned pale as he looked at Third Brother.

"God damn, what bad luck. Let's go." Third Brother waved his hand, preparing to leave with his men.

"Wait." A deep voice sounded in the room, causing one's heart to turn cold.

Third Brother turned his head and saw a young man walking towards him.

Third Brother and everyone else laughed again, laughed with a sinister look on their faces.

"F * ck, who the hell is there to meddle in? Give him some blood and let him know how powerful he is." A Yellow Hair Man took out a sharp dagger and said.

Third Brother's face had a sinister smile, he did not say a word.

At this time, Yellow Hair Man had already arrived in front of Zhang Xiaojian, and his dagger brought a cold light with it as it slashed towards Zhang Xiaojian's chest.

Yellow Hair Man's hand was grabbed, and no one could clearly see how it was grabbed. Following that, the sound of bones breaking, and Yellow Hair Man's scream resounded throughout the restaurant.

Everyone was stunned. The waiter looked at the man who had just spoken in a refined manner. Why did he suddenly change his appearance to a ferocious looking man, as if he was an evil spirit that had walked out of hell.

Zhang Xiaojian released his hands, and Yellow Hair Man stood in the same position as before. His hands were already disintegrated, pitch black, as if they had been burnt by something extremely hot.

Moreover, that hand had already turned into a pile of mud. The dagger in his hand had also changed in shape. The handle of the dagger had already turned into molten metal. As the temperature suddenly dropped, it had turned into the shape of tears, congealing there.

This was the second time he had felt such fear, and the first time was when he had met his boss. The aura of death made people have no choice but to submit.

Someone turned around and ran out. The speed was so fast that Third Brother could not understand it.

Zhang Xiaojian walked over step by step, and once again arrived in front of the Third Brother.

Zhang Xiaojian wanted to kill him, and use the cruelest way to do so.

But he endured it, not because of anything else but because of the identity card that Hou Changwu gave him.

Zhang Xiaojian muttered in his heart: Damn it, I believe in the law.

Third Brother had already felt the aura of death. Both of his legs went soft, and he directly knelt in front of Zhang Xiaojian, saying, "Hero, spare me, spare me, I am a good Ghost King's subordinate."

Zhang Xiaojian did not know who the Ghost King was, nor did he know.

Zhang Xiaojian squinted his eyes and said: "Stand up, give him a blade."

No one came, no one moved.

Zhang Xiaojian saw a table at the side with a watermelon knife. With a wave of his hand, a powerful suction force could be felt as the knife drew a ray of light across the sky and stopped in front of Zhang Xiaojian.

A gloomy voice came out from the blade, stopping right in front of Third Brother.

"I'll let you hold the knife." Zhang Xiaojian laughed, and said as gently as he could.

Third Brother slowly raised his hand and took out his blade. Although he did not know why Zhang Xiaojian made him take out the blade, he knew that he could not make this ancestor angry.

Just as his hand was grabbing onto the blade, Zhang Xiaojian congealed his Qi, and immediately released a sharp blade into the air. Third Brother's hand holding the blade fell to the ground, with his severed arm dripping with blood, it was a shocking scene.

"F * ck you, you beat him to death. If you say you don't want to play, then don't." Zhang Xiaojian scolded as he kicked again. Third Brother's left leg had a bone shattering fracture.

Third Brother laid on the ground, his entire body was covered in blood, his body kept twitching, his face was pale.

The remaining people around Third Brother had long been paralyzed. Over the years, they had seen bloody scenes hacking at people outside, but it was the first time they saw such a bloody scene.

"You, go back and help me raise some money, kill one million people, settle the matter privately, don't bother doing business with him, the restaurant will compensate you with 500,000 gold. When the money arrives in an hour, he might still have a life left, if not I'll send him away," Zhang Xiaojian pointed at a bald man and said.

The baldy was very happy because he did not feel like dying anymore. He quickly crawled out of the restaurant and disappeared into the street.