THE MIGHTIEST LITTLE PEASANT

311-320

Chapter 311

Fatty Diao dropped his head. It was his unlucky day.

He wanted to get back his eight million yuan. Not only did he fail to do so, he also lost more money.

‘Two items from my collection? They might as well take my life!’

“Dammit, why is that little son of a b*tch so strong?” He muttered to himself. He wanted to cry but there were no tears left.

“Whatever. At least I’m not getting beaten up anymore. I’ll let this slide for now, and I’ll find another way to ruin those sons of b*tches next time.” Fatty Diao smirked coldly as he plotted his next move.

Qin Gang happened to see that.

“What are you smirking about?” He said while slapping Fatty Diao one more time.

“Not so hard, Master Qin!” Fatty Diao said with a frown.

Then, he walked toward the car dejectedly.

All of a sudden, they noticed a convoy of cars coming from the opposite direction. The car in the lead was a black BMW, and behind it were several minivans.

Fatty Diao was instantly ecstatic when he saw the cars.

He struggled out of Qin Gang’s grip and laughed arrogantly. “Haha, Brother Xiong is here! You two sons of b*tches are dead meat now!”

Qin Gang looked down the street and furrowed his brows.

‘That’s a lot of people. Can Younger Brother-in-law handle them all?’ He thought as he turned to look at Tang Hao.

Tang Hao stood there. He seemed impatient.

Fighting with hooligans with no abilities was a waste of his time, but they kept coming.

Very soon, the convoy of cars arrived in front of them.

A man as muscular and strong as a bear sat in the front seat of the black BMW in the lead.

He swept his eyes across the scene and noticed the gangsters all sprawled on the ground wailing in agony. His expression darkened.

‘Who beat all of them up? That person must have a death wish!’

The vehicles screeched to a stop.

Brother Xiong got out of his car in a rage. He slapped the car door and it slammed shut.

He looked around him with his round, angry eyes. “Who’s responsible for this? Own up now! You must have a death wish for laying a finger on my men!” He roared angrily.

Fatty Diao immediately pointed at Tang Hao. “It’s him, Brother Xiong! That’s the son of a b*tch! He’s very brazen. You ought to teach him a lesson!”

Brother Xiong turned to look at where Fatty Diao’s finger was pointing and was surprised.

‘That kid is too young!’

He smirked and was about to speak again.

Suddenly, someone from behind him stepped close to him and whispered something into his ear.

Brother Xiong’s expression changed drastically when he heard that. His eyes were transfixed on Tang Hao and his gaze alternated between fear and respect.

Fatty Diao was shocked when he saw that.

“What’s wrong, Brother Xiong?”

A shiver went down Brother Xiong’s spine and his face immediately turned pale, as though he saw something extraordinarily scary.