"Ah! Mr. Zhang, are you really going?" Wang Mengmeng exclaimed in surprise.
"What are you still standing there for? Get over there now!" Zhang Xiaohao commanded coldly.
"Yes, Mr. Zhang, I'm on it!" Wang Mengmeng responded.
As she spoke, she was about to take out her mobile phone to call Cheng Tianxue.
"Stop her!" a short-haired middle-aged woman ordered sternly.
Following her command, four bodyguards immediately charged toward Wang Mengmeng.
"You've got some nerve, trying to get rough in front of me!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
With a lightning-fast grab, he caught a rushing bodyguard by the chest and, holding him like a plank, brutally slammed him into the other three.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Three sounds of bodies hitting the ground in quick succession. Out of the four bodyguards who had advanced, except for the one Zhang Xiaohao was holding, the other three were all knocked down.
"You can lie down too!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
