Zhao Yuying's face changed when she saw them, "Xiao Hao, you should leave quickly."
Qin Hao got out of the car leisurely, "Yu Ying, don't worry. These insignificant folks can't stir up any waves."
Leng Xuan and Han Zhuang, along with more than a dozen Flying Leopard bodyguards, alighted from the vehicles and directly confronted them.
"Bang, bang, bang"
The two groups clashed, continuous screams filled the air, and Leng Xuan and Han Zhuang, like tigers among sheep, had no rivals to match them.
Especially Han Zhuang, who seemed like a reincarnated Heavenly God, could lift a sturdy man weighing approximately 180 pounds with one hand, then throw him five or six meters away, which was simply terrifying.
Dozens of small-time thugs didn't last two minutes before they were knocked to the ground by Leng Xuan, Han Zhuang, and others.
Qin Hao smirked coldly, these people were definitely sent by the Yuan Family to teach him a lesson, "The hotel is just ahead, let's walk over."
