"Ah, it hurts, it hurts!"

yellow-haired man held his stomach and roared, Wang Xiaoyu's punch earlier contained a bit of Spirit Demon power, let alone beating him to death, even an elephant would be forced to take three steps back from his punch.

This was the terror of a demon cultivator. Even if it was only a sliver of demonic spiritual energy, it wasn't something an ordinary person could withstand.

Obviously, other than the yellow-haired man who had curled up like a shrimp to experience, the only thing that remained of Wang Xiaoyu was his little brother who was unconscious on his face. As for the other two little brothers who were swept to the ground, they simply did not understand what had happened.

After they crawled up from the ground, seeing that yellow-haired man and the other brother had lost their ability to fight, they became furious and replaced their reason. With red eyes, they rushed towards Wang Xiaoyu once again.

"AHH! Kid, I'm going to kill you!"

One of the two roared as he grabbed a chair and threw it at Wang Xiaoyu, while the other raised his fist and pounced at Wang Xiaoyu like a hungry tiger.

"A bunch of spicy chickens!"

Wang Xiaoyu shook his head in disdain, he raised his right leg into the air and in half a breath of time, kicked out with both of his legs, hitting one of his little brothers' chest and head.

A red footprint immediately appeared on the face of the little brother who was kicked in the head.

"AHH!" "It hurts, it hurts like hell!"

"It hurts, it hurts!"

The two lackeys were kicked to the ground heavily, holding onto the place where they were kicked at. They cried out in pain, no longer having any of the previous viciousness they had.

Until now, other than the little brother who had been knocked out by Wang Xiaoyu, the other three people were in so much pain that their heads were covered in sweat, their snot and tears wailing.

Wang Xiaoyu shook his head, and lifted yellow-haired man who was in so much pain that he was about to faint, pulling him up to himself, and said indifferently: "Consider what I have just said!"

yellow-haired man didn't dare to say anything else at this moment. His yellow head was like a chick pecking rice, wildly nodding at a high frequency.

Wang Xiaoyu nodded his head in satisfaction, he patted his face, which was filled with tears, perspiration and other various liquids, and sighed, then said: "I have calculated it just now, after you compensate me two hundred thousand, excluding the one hundred and eighty thousand net loans I owe you, I still have twenty thousand!"

"I thought about it. You guys don't have to pay me back. Take this money and go to the hospital to take a look at your injuries or something. What about our debt? Look, is that good?"

The yellow-haired man nodded his head painfully, after that Wang Xiaoyu threw him aside and went to write his own proof of payment.

"By the way, what's your name?"

After Wang Xiaoyu cut open yellow-haired man's thumb with his blade and placed a bloody handprint on the empty space, he suddenly thought that he still did not know the child's name. After all, he still had to sign his name at the bloody handprint.

"I... "My, my name is Huang, Huang Mao!"

The yellow-haired man watched in horror as Wang Xiaoyu cut open his thumb with his kitchen knife. His face had already turned pale white, but when he heard Wang Xiaoyu ask for his name, he immediately blurted it out without hiding anything.

"Oh? Yellow hair? You didn't lie to me? "

Wang Xiaoyu was about to sign the blood handprint with the yellow hair man's name, but just as he was about to do so, he suddenly thought that the yellow hair man might want to sign his name, so the pen stopped in mid air and looked at yellow-haired man with suspicion.

"I don't dare. Boss, Boss, I-I'm called Blondie ah!"

The yellow hair man was so scared by Wang Xiaoyu that his entire body was trembling, and he immediately explained.

Wang Xiaoyu thought about it, and felt that there was no need for the yellow hair to lie to him, so he quickly signed his name on it, and handed the paper over to the yellow hair man: "Here, this is yours!"

"Un, I want this item in duplicate. Wait a moment, I'll go and sign another one!"

After Wang Xiaoyu finished speaking, he got up and went to get another piece of blank paper, and started writing.

"Yup, Yellow-hair, right? Sorry to trouble you, but let's do another hand seal!"

After he finished writing, he grabbed yellow-hair's other thumb and was about to cut it off.

"B-Boss, are you serious?" Heavens, spare me! "

The yellow haired man screamed in fear, his lips trembling as he stared at the kitchen knife in Wang Xiaoyu's hand. He knew that with this cut, his other thumb would be crippled.

"Eh? "How can that be? Since the world doesn't leave any evidence, what can you do if you come and touch a piece of porcelain?"

Wang Xiaoyu tightly grabbed onto yellow-hair's other thumb, and said it seriously. Just as the kitchen knife was about to cut down, a male voice that seemed to leak out suddenly came from outside the room.

"A finger under a knife!"

The moment the yellow-hair heard this voice, his trembling body abruptly stiffened. The fear on his face disappeared in a flash, and he excitedly turned his head to look outside the door.

"macrocephalus! "Save me, save me!"

The yellow haired man shouted out mournfully, and after that, with an unknown source of strength, he endured the pain and fear. He suddenly pulled out Wang Xiaoyu's thumb, and like a pet dog that had met its owner, crawled towards macrocephalus in excitement.

When the macrocephalus saw the yellow-haired man crawling over, he was startled. His eyes flashed with surprise, thinking, why are these yellow-haired men here?

With that question in mind, he immediately turned to look at Wang Xiaoyu's room. When he saw the little brother with the swollen bloody footprints on his face, he was shocked: "Isn't that the little brother under the yellow hair? What the heck happened to you? "

Forcefully suppressing his shock, macrocephalus's gaze swept across his other two subordinates before finally landing on that familiar face.

"Wang Xiaoyu?"

The corners of macrocephalus's eyes slightly narrowed. He immediately thought back to the Wang Xiaoyu in the photo, thinking that he had found the right person, and couldn't help but exclaim out loud.

"Hmm?"

Hearing macrocephalus's voice, Wang Xiaoyu immediately looked towards the door, only to see a sturdy middle-aged man standing at the door, holding a string of sandalwood beads in his hand. His lips were very big, and his upper and lower lip were like two pieces of sausages, thick and big.

"No wonder the voice gave me the illusion that there was a leak!"

Wang Xiaoyu nodded his head slightly, then saw macrocephalus walking towards him with a smile. However, the moment macrocephalus took a step forward, he felt a strong resistance stopping him.

"macrocephalus, you must uphold justice for me!"

The yellow-haired man crawled to macrocephalus's feet, tugging at his pants to add fuel to the fire, wailing about the injustices he had encountered. He told macrocephalus that he had originally come here to collect debts from his subordinates, but ended up getting beaten up by Wang Xiaoyu instead.

"Hmm?"

The macrocephalus frowned. He looked at the yellow hair who was crying and then looked at Wang Xiaoyu who was looking at him with a smile not too far away, when he thought about how Wang Xiaoyu had killed the other three streets, a cold feeling immediately came out from his spine and covered his entire body.

"macrocephalus, our brothers are in such a miserable state. You, you must avenge us!"

Just as macrocephalus's mouth was trembling, the shifty little brother crawled over to his other leg while crying and complaining with a snot and tears.