Chu Hao felt depressed; how could he get hit like that? What rotten luck.
Unable to hold back, he said, "Innocent bystander injured—compensation required."
Lei Ming replied angrily, "Scram."
Chu Hao's expression turned cold; he considered teaching Lei Ming a lesson, but the hefty Wang Yi had already acted. He didn't know where Wang Yi got the club, but it swung hard at Lei Ming's back, directly knocking him out.
This swing was swift, reminiscent of someone who frequently ambushes others.
The hefty man cursed, "Attacking innocents, you think you're in the right? Let me show you!"
The crowd was speechless; Lei Ming was knocked out cold.
The people from Great Ancestor Holy Land were shocked and rushed over.
Chu Hao looked at the hefty guy, surprised. This guy seemed to match his taste; he hadn't noticed before.
The hefty guy saw Chu Hao and said, "Huh! You look familiar, fellow."
Chu Hao replied with a smile, "You look familiar too."
