I am really not a medical immortal.

"Who? Who is it? Who the fuck is speaking? Get the hell out here!" the leading hulk cursed angrily.

"Big bro, he seems to be behind you."

"Damn! Do you think I'm blind? I've already seen that big living person. I acted this way to scare him, to frighten him unconscious," the lead hulk stated.

"Release her, then break your own hands and turn yourselves in at the police station. I might spare your lives like dog's lifes," Zhang Xiaohao stated.

"Damn! Who do you think you are? The World Boxing Champion? Or a Sanshou Champion? Your hair hasn't even grown out fully, and you want to play hero saving the beauty? While I haven't struck yet, bash your head against that wall over there, and I might still spare your dog's life! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless, the knife goes in white and comes out red."

"World Boxing Champion my ass, in front of me, even ten of them would have to kneel and call me boss," Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.

"Kid, you're fucking asking for it! Damao, you two go and cripple him!" the lead hunk said, brimming with killing intent.

"Big bro, just watch, dealing with this underdeveloped boy, one person is more than enough for me." Damao said boastfully, walking coldly towards Zhang Xiaohao with the dagger in his hand.

"Kid, remember that the man killing you is called Damao. Tomorrow's date next year will be your death anniversary!" After saying this, Damao, clutching the dagger in his hand, stabbed at Zhang Xiaohao's head.

Zhang Xiaohao didn't dodge or flinch, calmly standing his ground.

Seeing his demeanor, Damao thought Zhang Xiaohao was so frightened that he'd forgotten to dodge and, wearing a look of triumph, excitedly shouted, "Die, you punk!"

Just as Damao's dagger neared Zhang Xiaohao, who had been standing still without moving, Zhang Xiaohao finally moved. He reached out with his right hand, caught the stabbing hand, and twisted hard!

With a snap, Damao's wrist was instantly crippled, and a pig-like scream burst from Damao's mouth.

Immediately, Zhang Xiaohao kicked up his right leg swiftly, striking between Damao's legs.

A scream resounded!

Bright red blood seeped from his crotch, and Damao grimaced in agony, his forehead bulging with veins, as he doubled over, screaming violently.

Zhang Xiaohao delivered a sidekick to his head, sending him flying.

"You have three minutes. If you haven't broken your own hands within three minutes, I don't mind lending a hand," Zhang Xiaohao said lightly, looking at the remaining three men.

"You motherfucker asking for death, daring to attack my men, I'll make sure you die with no place to bury!" the lead hulk said as he let go of Cheng Tianxue, leading the other two cronies to encircle Zhang Xiaohao, trapping him in the middle.

"Kill!" With the lead hulk roaring angrily, the three of them swung their daggers at Zhang Xiaohao's head with lethal intent.

"Too slow, too weak!" Zhang Xiaohao said disdainfully, watching their incoming daggers.

With a swift grab, he caught the heads of two cronies and ruthlessly smashed them together with a bang! Stars appeared in their eyes as they staggered and fell to the ground.

As the lead hulk's dagger came stabbing towards him, Zhang Xiaohao sidestepped easily and comfortably dodged it.

A sharp palm strike landed heavily on the back of the hulk's head, with a crack! The lead hulk immediately collapsed unconscious.

Dusting off his hands, Zhang Xiaohao said scornfully, "I've already told you, you're too weak, but you just wouldn't believe it! I gave you a chance, and yet you didn't want it, forcing me to take action myself!"

After saying this, Zhang Xiaohao's right foot shot up like lightning, violently stomped their four hands several times.

Several snaps resounded, accompanied by ghostly wails and howls of agony as their hands were completely crippled.

Clapping his hands, Zhang Xiaohao walked up to the panicked Cheng Tianxue and said with a smile, "Beautiful lady, your name is Cheng Tianxue?"

Cheng Tianxue frowned, her eyes filled with a hint of disgust. The earlier image of Zhang Xiaohao had already set her expectations; even though he had saved her, she couldn't muster any affection for him, let alone fall head over heels in a heroic rescue.

"Correct! I am Cheng Tianxue, thank you for saving me," Cheng Tianxue said calmly.

"I'm Zhang Xiaohao, your husband," he said, reaching out his hand.

"What? You are Zhang Xiaohao? The husband my grandfather found for me?" Cheng Tianxue said in disbelief.

Cheng Tianxue was known for her intelligence, angelic beauty, and envied figure. She was also the CEO of a company worth over a billion, managing thousands of employees.

She had status, charm, and beauty, with countless young talents from Nanhua City lining up all the way to Beijing trying to woo her.

This time, due to her company needing to develop a new product with insufficient funds, she had no choice but to agree to the marriage arranged by her grandfather to borrow five hundred million in cash.

Before meeting Zhang Xiaohao, she had imagined her future husband as a hero clad in gold armor and appearing before her on a seven-colored auspicious cloud.

Who would have thought that her future husband would turn out to be such a dishevelled, unruly ruffian?

If she had known this earlier, even without the five hundred million, Cheng Tianxue would not have agreed to her grandfather's proposal.

But now, with the contract already in black and white, it was too late for her to back out.

Rustle, rustle, rustle...

A piercing police siren suddenly rang out, easing the awkwardness between them.

A dashing female police officer quickly approached with five policemen.

"Xiao Xue, are you okay?" Zhang Jing asked as she held Cheng Tianxue's frail hand.

"I'm fine," Cheng Tianxue shook her head.

"Did he save you?" Zhang Jing pointed at Zhang Xiaohao.

"Yes," Cheng Tianxue nodded.

Zhang Jing glanced at the four burly men screaming on the ground, then at the slightly slender Zhang Xiaohao, and said, "Kid, you're tougher than you look! Have you trained before?"

Gulp!

Zhang Xiaohao swallowed hard, his eyes fervently on Zhang Jing, thinking to himself that Master Old Ghost had finally come through with a promising mission this time.

"Want to try?" Zhang Jing said with a smile.

Hearing her words, the policemen who had come with her couldn't help but sympathize with the young man, thinking he was in for trouble for daring to mess with their fiery colleague. They hoped he wouldn't end up too damaged.

"That might not be a good idea," Zhang Xiaohao said weakly.

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