Urban Almighty Dad

Chapter 354

Wang Huhao didn't doubt that the moment he asked someone to let go of Han Xiaoming one second, Han Xiaoming could pounce on him and kill him the next second.

"You are being arrogant to me now, weren't you very arrogant when you crippled my arm yesterday?"

Han Xiaoming said with red eyes: "Who told you to drive so fast, you dared to splash water all over my body? Yesterday, I destroyed your arm and it was light. If I knew it, I should have destroyed your two legs too." Lost."

"You son of a bitch, if you have the ability, you can kill me today, otherwise, as long as I have one breath, I will kill your whole family."

Wang Hu twitched his lips mockingly: "No matter how arrogant you are, you still fall into my hands? Do you think I should cripple your arm first? Or should I cripple your leg first?"

When Wang Hu's subordinates heard Wang Hu's words, they persuaded with some worry: "Young master, we are almost done. Let's forget about it. After all, this Han family is not easy to mess with. He is the Han family after all." His only son, if we are really disabled by him, the Han family will definitely not let it go."

But Wang Hu gave the subordinate a cold look: "Do I still need you to teach me what to do? I am also an only child, what consequences can my leading gang not afford?"

"This little bastard, there are not a few people who have hurt my leader's gang. Today, I have vented this anger on behalf of the leader."

That subordinate couldn't persuade Wang Hu, his face was full of worry.

This Han family is one of the three major martial arts families. Although it is said that the Han family has no martial arts practitioners, the Han family's finances run through the entire China, and they have economic contacts with many martial arts families. No matter how naughty he is, he is also the only child of the Han family.

If he was really disabled by their leading gang, I'm afraid it will not be so easy to explain.

But Wang Hu obviously couldn't listen to anything now.

"What? Are you starting to get scared? Didn't you say you want to kill me? Come on, kill me!" Han Xiaoming yelled fearlessly.

Although in his heart he was a little afraid of the other party's attack, but after so many years, he was used to being arrogant, even if death was imminent, he would not bow his head.

Wang Hu was very angry when he saw Han Xiaoming's appearance.

"Even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes today, I won't be able to save you. I'll break your tendons today and see how you'll be embarrassed in front of me in the future."

With his uninjured hand, Wang Hu pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed towards Han Xiaoming's wrist.

Han Xiaoming's heart tightened, and he closed his eyes subconsciously.

"Ah!" Han Xiaoming couldn't help screaming feeling the coldness coming from his wrist.

The black panther looked at Wang Hu's dagger, and actually stabbed at Han Xiaoming, and regretted not saving Han Xiaoming in his heart.

"This Wang Hu actually dares to make a real move."

Anyway, Han Xiaoming is also a martial arts practitioner, if the tendon in his hand like martial arts is broken, even if it is reconnected later, he will not be as flexible as before.

It would be a pity if Han Xiaoming's tendon was broken.

Han Xiaoming waited for a long time, but the pain he imagined did not come.

He opened his eyes involuntarily, but saw Wang Hu mocking.

The cold dagger didn't pierce his wrist, but stuck tightly to his wrist.

"Aren't you going to be scared to pee by me? Hahahaha, look at your worthless look, aren't you afraid?"

Hearing this, Han Xiaoming's face was full of shame and indignation. This son of a bitch dared to laugh at him, and deliberately threatened him, causing him to lose face in front of everyone.

This is a very embarrassing thing for Han Xiaoming. For people like him, he would rather be picked on by hand muscle than lose face in front of everyone
"You son of a bitch, after all, you still dare not."

No matter how frightened he is in his heart, he can't lose half a point of momentum. This is Han Xiaoming's purpose.

"I don't dare? I f*ck scare you to death!"

Wang Hu slapped Han Xiaoming's right cheek again.

Han Xiaoming spat out the blood in his mouth and said with a sneer, "Then you come!"

Seeing this scene, the little fat man couldn't help but twitched his mouth: "This Han Xiaoming must be out of his mind, right? Doesn't he know that he is just a fish on the chopping board to be slaughtered? How dare he be so arrogant."

Du Na felt somewhat like she had found a mate: "It's called imposing aura that can't be lost, do you know a hammer?"

The little fat man fell silent for a moment, he was so embarrassed that he would be scolded by this little ancestor for everything he said, so he had better shut up.

Wang Hu patted Han Xiaoming's wrist with the cold dagger, and the tip of the knife slid across Han Xiaoming's wrist.

"Do you think I should pick off your left hand first, or your right hand first?"

Looking at the sharp tip of the knife, Han Xiaoming's heart trembled, and he couldn't help swallowing: "Fuck!"

Wang Hu was deliberately intimidating Han Xiaoming.

"I'm going to do it!" Wang Hu deliberately swung the sharp tip of the knife around Han Xiaoming's wrist.

Han Xiaoming's face became very pale, but he shouted bravely: "You, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

It's just that the momentum is much weaker than before.

"enough!"

Xu Yuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, attracting the attention of everyone present.

(End of this chapter)