C3 Beat You up into a Pig's Head

Just as everyone thought that Zhang Lai's punch would send Chu He flying, a clear sound rang out, and immediately after, everyone saw Zhang Lai's face turn red, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"What the hell is going on!"

At this moment, everyone was standing there blankly with their jaws hanging down in shock.

The current Chu He was at the third level of the Spirit Opening Realm, and his body's strength was not something an ordinary person could compare to. A fatty like Zhang Lai could easily send him flying with a kick!

"Are you trying to tickle me?" "Then now it's my turn!"

With a flip of his hand, Chu He twisted his wrist 180 degrees, causing a clear sound of bones breaking and a miserable scream to ring out at the same time, instantly controlling Zhang Lai.

"Are you all dead? "Hurry up and kill this brat for me!"

Zhang Lai saw that the three people around him were all scared silly, all of his hands were broken, and he was still standing at the side watching, instantly becoming furious.

It was only then that the other three men reacted, as they screamed and raised their fists, throwing them towards Chu He.

Chu He did not dodge, and allowed the fists to land on his body. The three of them were merely middle-aged men with robust bodies, and had not even stepped into the ranks of cultivators.

His years of experience fighting in groups had taught him that when he was being beaten by a lot of people, he must hold down their boss and beat them to death!

As long as he got punched, he would ruthlessly give Zhang Lai, who was being controlled by him, a slap.

"Pa Pa Pa …"

In just a few breaths of time, the man in Chu He's hands had changed beyond recognition. His entire face was as hot as a pig's head, it was extremely comical.

"Hatred from Zhang Lai + 99. Current Devil's Dot: 28."

Looking at the rapidly growing Devil's Dot, Chu He was already overjoyed in his heart. Hitting someone could even increase one's experience, how could he find such a good thing?

But in Zhang Lai's eyes, Chu He was simply a demon.

As he crazily slapped himself, he also laughed evilly, not caring about the fists of the three people at all. Instead, the more he slapped, the more excited he got, and Zhang Lai was no longer happy about anything.

"Stop right there! Do you want me to die?"

It was only then that the three men realized that their fists had no effect on Chu He. Instead, their boss was already beyond recognition.

They looked at each other, not knowing what to do, and subconsciously looked towards the Manager Mo.

"Cough, cough …" I say, Little River, I advise you not to go overboard. After all, he is a guest of our First Pin Residence.

Manager Mo, who was originally spectating from the side, embarrassedly coughed twice before he slowly walked over. After that, he put on a look of a peacemaker as he said that with a fake smile.

"When I was being humiliated by them earlier, Manager Mo, you didn't seem to care about my life …"

"What's more, your face is worth a few more coins, so why should I give you face?"

Chu He snorted coldly in disdain, his body still remained motionless, and the force that was used to grab Zhang Lai's hand became even stronger, as the man once again let out a blood-curdling screech.

"Chu He, you better not push your luck. This first rank is still my territory, if you dare touch a single hair on this guest, don't blame me for being merciless!"

The Manager Mo was famous for being a Smiling Tiger. Chu He had never seen him this angry before, and for him to be so angry, it showed that he was truly angry.