Coming out of the room, Zhang Hao was just about to look for Qin Zinan when a girl suddenly ran towards him in a panic.
"Zhang Xiaomin?"
Zhang Hao recognized the girl.
Upon seeing Zhang Hao, Zhang Xiaomin was overjoyed. She rushed over to him and said, "Young Master, quickly save my brother! If you don't save him now, he'll lose his life."
"What happened to Jianfeng?" Zhang Hao's heart sank.
A resolute and honest Face appeared in Zhang Hao's mind. Zhang Jianfeng and Jin Bao were Zhang Hao's best brothers. The three of them had grown up playing together and were brothers they could entrust their lives to.
Zhang Jianfeng's father was just a steward in the Zhang family, not a core disciple. Besides cultivation, he also needed to manage the family's business. However, Zhang Hao hadn't seen him in a long time. He didn't expect the first news he heard about him would be that something had happened.
Zhang Xiaomin knelt on the ground and tearfully pleaded with Zhang Hao, "Young Master, brother is being used as a scapegoat. He was framed."
It turned out that this time, the Zhang family was responsible for escorting a batch of goods to Haitian City. Zhang Jianfeng was just the deputy. They encountered bandits halfway. The main person in charge, Zhang Dou, fled at the critical moment. Zhang Jianfeng fought desperately and was severely wounded, but unfortunately, the goods were still stolen. However, because Zhang Dou was from the Elder's faction, Zhang Jianfeng was made to bear the main blame.
"How preposterous!" Zhang Hao was also enraged after hearing this.
"Take me there. I refuse to believe that Zhang Yanwu can cover up the sky with one hand!" Zhang Hao's eyes revealed a murderous intent.
By the time Zhang Xiaomin led Zhang Hao there, Zhang Jianfeng was already surrounded by more than a dozen members of the Law Enforcement Team. Zhang Jianfeng was covered in blood, his head lowered, looking very dejected.
"Stop!" Zhang Hao shouted.
"Zhang Hao!"
Zhang Jianfeng heard the voice, raised his head, and his eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Hao. Then, they dimmed again.
"Zhang Hao, don't worry about me. You can't save me."
"Zhang Hao, do you want to obstruct our Law Enforcement Team from doing its job?" The leading young Martial Artist with a sharp mouth and monkey-like cheeks looked coldly at Zhang Hao.
"Heh heh, Law Enforcement Team? The Zhang family established the Law Enforcement Team for fairness and justice. May I ask if you have achieved that?" Zhang Hao shouted.
"Justice? We, the Law Enforcement Team, represent justice. You can barely protect yourself, so mind your own business," the Law Enforcement Team captain sneered.
Zhang Hao knew that this Law Enforcement Team captain, Zhang Biao, was one of Zhang Kuanglong's men. Killing intent surged in his heart. He said coldly, "What if I insist on getting involved?"
"Hahaha, if I give you Face, you're the Young Master. If I don't give you Face, you're nothing! Take him down!" Zhang Biao ordered the Law Enforcement Team members.
"Yes!"
Several members of the Law Enforcement Team pounced on Zhang Hao.
"Scram!"
A terrifying power erupted from Zhang Hao's body. Instead of retreating, he advanced, unleashing a furious attack with the Arhat Fist.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
The first few law enforcement members instantly spat out blood and flew backward.
The next second, Zhang Hao appeared in front of Zhang Biao. In Zhang Biao's terrified eyes, he grabbed his neck and said coldly, "Subordinates defying superiors and disrespecting the Young Master deserve death!"
With a "crack!", Zhang Hao crushed Zhang Biao's neck.
"Ding dong!"
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