Whoosh!

The chestnut shot rapidly towards Iron Head's shiny bald head, making intimate contact and producing a crisp "clang" sound.

However, contrary to Zilan's expectations, Iron Head seemed to just pause for a moment, showing no sign of injury.

"Huh? No reaction?"

Zilan was slightly surprised, this big guy didn't feel any pain?

"You think this itchy force can hurt my Iron Head Skill?"

Iron Head scoffed disdainfully, saying his Iron Head Skill was trained in a temple for three years.

"Since you think the force was too light, I'll increase the strength a bit."

Zilan giggled, grabbing five chestnuts from inside, and with a flick of her jade hand, sent them all towards Iron Head's head.

Those five chestnuts carried a trace of inner power, naturally not something Iron Head's half-baked Iron Head Skill could withstand.

Bang bang bang!

Like steel coins dropping to the ground, a clear and crisp sound rang out, the five chestnuts all landed on Iron Head's head.

On that shiny bald head, five red lumps immediately swelled up.

"Hee hee... Too funny, now you look like a Buddha."

Zilan chuckled and said.

A trace of pain flashed across Iron Head's face as he tentatively touched the swollen lumps on his head, wincing from the pain.

"You're asking for it!"

Iron Head roared in anger and lunged at Zilan.

"It seems five chestnuts aren't enough, huh."

Zilan's lips curled into a smile, her jade hand took out another five chestnuts from the paper bag, and flung them out.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Another five chestnuts rapidly headed towards Iron Head's head, forming five even larger lumps that perfectly encircled the initial five lumps.

"Ah~!"

This time the pain was too intense for Iron Head, causing him to squat halfway on the ground. His big hands wanted to touch those ten lumps but feared the pain, drawing many onlookers.

Red Hair on the side was also somewhat stunned, could this little girl injure Iron Head's Iron Head Skill just by casually throwing chestnuts?

Bear in mind, even a brick wouldn't harm Iron Head's head.

"I'm going to tear you apart."

Iron Head bared his teeth, standing up furiously.

"Hee hee, let me see, but there doesn't seem to be much space left on your head."

Zilan gently laughed, her jade hand grabbed a few more chestnuts from the paper bag, and her clear eyes carefully looked over Iron Head's head, seemingly finding a spot.

"Gulp!"

Iron Head saw this and gulped dryly, a trace of fear flashed across his face, freezing in place.

No way, those lumps are so painful, if a few more chestnuts hit him, those lumps would surely swell even larger.

"Hmph, girl, it's better to stay low-key in life."

Red Hair snorted coldly, drew a dagger from his waist, and flashed it threateningly at Zilan.

Whoosh!

As soon as his words fell, a chestnut from Zilan's hand shot onto his wrist, leaving a depressed blood mark.

"Ah! You little girl, you..."

Red Hair cried out in pain, the dagger also fell to the ground, his wrist too painful to muster any strength.

"Speak up, who sent you guys? Remember, you only have one chance to speak."

Qin Yang put down what he was holding, his figure flickered, and he had already picked up the dagger, placing it against Red Hair's throat.

Dealing with these people, only this way was direct and straightforward. Of course, Qin Yang wouldn't actually kill him, as Red Hair's crime didn't warrant death.

Feeling the cold sharp edge of the dagger on his neck, and hearing Qin Yang's calm tone, Red Hair's face changed. This kid's aura wasn't faked, no amount of bravado could make him feel scared.

"Damn, thought it was easy money, didn't expect to hit a hard block." Red Hair thought to himself.

"Hmm?"

Seeing Red Hair not speaking for a long time, Qin Yang slightly frowned, the dagger in his hand moved forward a little, breaking a layer of Red Hair's skin, a drop of blood trickling down his neck.

"It's, it's Mr. Wang..."

Red Hair's face changed dramatically, hurriedly saying.

"Mr. Wang?"

Qin Yang frowned, damn, that dead fat guy, what grudge does he hold, just because Zilan refused to act in his TV series, he actually sent someone over to deal with me.

"What did he ask you to do?"

Qin Yang asked coldly.

"Wang Dahai asked me to slap you ten times, break a leg, and then take that girl to his car."

Red Hair ended up telling Qin Yang everything, blaming that dead fat guy, this kid and that girl in the purple short sleeve are clearly not to be messed with.

Qin Yang's brows furrowed, he had no desire to deal with these mundane people, but if they provoked him, he wouldn't hold back.

Some people, without a sufficient lesson, would keep bothering.

"Where is that dead fat guy now?"

Qin Yang asked.

"In that Audi car over there."

Red Hair pointed to a black Audi car fifty meters away, saying.

Inside the Audi, seeing Red Hair and Iron Head being thwarted, and now with Qin Yang and the others' gaze shifting towards this side.

At this, Wang Dahai's face changed, even if he's an idiot, he knew Red Hair sold him out.

"Two useless fools."

Wang Dahai cursed silently, stepping on the accelerator, intending to leave the commercial street.

The Audi car reversed sharply, hitting two girls passing behind the car.

Screech~!

Wang Dahai seemed to realize he hit someone, his face changed, and he tried to leave the commercial street with a turn.

Bang~!

At this moment, a figure flickered across the street, standing in front of the Audi car. The next moment, that figure placed a hand on the car's hood, lifted both feet, and kicked directly at the windshield, the force causing the windshield to cave in.

Wang Dahai's head also hit the windshield, passing out.

Slap! Slap!

Qin Yang opened the car door and pulled Wang Dahai out, tossing him to the side and giving him two slaps, waking him up.

"You, you... what do you want?"

Seeing Qin Yang in front of him, Wang Dahai's eyes flashed with fear, trembling as he spoke.

"Your broken company must sign contracts, huh?"

Qin Yang couldn't understand what this pig head was thinking, not causing trouble for them, yet this guy came looking for trouble himself, what kind of grudge is that.

However, Qin Yang wasn't afraid of trouble, pulling Wang Dahai and dragging him to stand in front of Red Hair and Iron Head.

"You handle this, give him twenty slaps and break his leg, if you fail, it won't just be lumps on your head."

Qin Yang pointed at Iron Head, saying coldly.

With trouble coming to him, Qin Yang wouldn't hold back, especially when not teaching these people a harsh lesson, they might do something with their pig brain next time.

"This..."

Iron Head's face stiffened, hesitating, not taking action.

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