"Song Qiao, you wait for me. I'll kill you, damn it."
Chen Haibo lay on the ground, clutching his face, screaming in pain and cursing Song Qiao fiercely.
However, Song Qiao paid no heed to his threats and tightened his grip on his neck.
Chen Haibo's face turned purple in an instant.
"Kid, do you want to die? Let go of our Boss Chen quickly."
Several thugs who rushed down from upstairs, seeing their boss lying on the ground bleeding profusely, were instantly enraged.
Song Qiao glanced at them indifferently, loosened his grip on Chen Haibo, and said with a smile that wasn't a smile, "What are you doing down here? Continue. Let's see how long your Boss Chen can last in my hands."
"Kid, let go of Boss Chen now, or you'll die here today."
With Chen Haibo still in Song Qiao's hands, they were somewhat hesitant.
"Heh, are you threatening me?"
Song Qiao raised an eyebrow, a cruel smile playing on his lips.
"Hmph, what if I'm threatening you? Let me tell you, kid, you won't get away with hitting me these few times so easily."
"If you want to regret it, get down on your knees and kowtow ten times, then pay me five million."
"Otherwise, I'll smash your bones today."
Seeing his thugs back by his side, Chen Haibo immediately regained his courage.
He had completely forgotten that he was still under Song Qiao's control.
"Seeking death."
Song Qiao glared at him fiercely, then suddenly grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up.
Before the thugs could react, more than a dozen slaps landed on Chen Haibo's face.
Chen Haibo's wails echoed through the hall.
He, who had been so arrogant moments ago, now had a face swollen like a pig's head.
"Remember this from now on, shut your foul mouth before you act."
"If you dare to spout nonsense here again, I'll knock out all your teeth today."
With that said, Song Qiao exerted force with his arm, pushing Chen Haibo several steps away. He finally fell to the ground in a sorry state.
Xia Xueqing, Zhou Zhou, and the others stared at the scene before them, dumbfounded, almost not believing their eyes.
They hadn't expected Song Qiao, who had been so quiet moments ago, to be so ruthless and decisive when he acted.
"I didn't expect our new boss to be so awesome."
"Yeah, I thought he was a coward, but he's actually a tough guy."
"Following a boss like this makes you feel so secure."
Not far away, a few employees were also whispering among themselves, discussing Song Qiao in hushed tones.
"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death, you bastard!"
Chen Haibo, having been slapped in public like this, was enraged.
He struggled to get up from the ground, charging at Song Qiao while yelling orders to his subordinates:
"Brothers, go up! Today I'm going to beat the shit out of this kid."
Seeing that Boss Chen was no longer under control and was leading the charge, the thugs brandished their steel pipes and attacked Song Qiao.
"Brother-in-law, be careful!"
Xia Xueqing quickly reminded him from behind, afraid her brother-in-law would be harmed.
However, Song Qiao was unfazed. He directly raised his leg and delivered a flying kick, sending the leader, Chen Haibo, flying backward.
Then, instead of retreating, he advanced. With a swift step, he charged into the encirclement of several thugs, grabbing two of the swinging steel pipes with one hand each.
The two thugs struggled desperately, but how could they match Song Qiao's strength? The pipes were snatched away.
Armed, Song Qiao was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and he immediately began a brutal assault.
In less than a minute, all the thugs were on the ground, bruised and battered, groaning in pain.
One against six, a complete victory! Song Qiao's terrifying combat skills shocked everyone present once again.
Xia Xueqing had forgotten to scream, but her eyes were shining with admiration.
She had seen Song Qiao in action at the resort, but it was a one-on-one fight then, and the visual impact wasn't strong. However, this battle today showed her Song Qiao's true strength.
"I didn't expect brother-in-law to be so reassuring. My sister doesn't know how to cherish such a man."
"I can't be as foolish as her. I must seize this opportunity firmly."
Xia Xueqing unknowingly clenched her fists, thinking to herself.
"How about it? Convinced?"
Song Qiao walked towards Chen Haibo step by step, a mocking smile on his face.
"What do you want?"
Chen Haibo shivered all over in fear. He struggled to get up from the ground and desperately retreated.
"Hmph, being able to fight is nothing. You can fight five, but can you fight ten or a hundred?"
"To tell you the truth, my company has hundreds of thugs. Let's see how arrogant you can be then."
Chen Haibo was clearly putting on a brave front. His voice trembled, and he dared not look Song Qiao in the eye.
It was just his last bit of stubbornness that prevented him from backing down, so he continued to make threats.
Song Qiao smiled contemptuously and casually threw the steel pipe to the ground.
"I'll give you, Boss Chen, a chance. Call your people now. Call everyone you know in both the underworld and the legitimate world."
"No matter how many people come, I, Song Qiao, am not going anywhere. I'll be right here waiting to take them on."
After speaking, he lost interest in dealing with them and returned to Xia Xueqing and the others.
"Boss Song, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. No wonder President Ye trusts you so much."
Zhou Zhou was full of admiration. Unknowingly, she had been completely captivated by Song Qiao's charisma.
"Haha, I didn't want to fight, but these people are just too ignorant of their own limitations."
"Song Qiao, you wait for me, you bastard. I've already called for reinforcements. Today, I'll make sure you and your company are ruined."
As they were talking, Chen Haibo's resentful voice drifted over from not far away.
He was leaning against the wall, propped up by a steel pipe, his eyes filled with malice as he looked at Song Qiao.
"Brother-in-law, he's calling for more people again. What should we do?"
Xia Xueqing's heart, which had just relaxed, tensed up again upon hearing the threat.
"It's nothing. You two just stand aside and watch. I'll deal with him."
He comforted them softly before turning and giving Chen Haibo a cold look.
"Chen Haibo, before your people arrive, I advise you to keep a low profile. Otherwise, when they get here, they'll only be collecting your corpse."
His tone was calm, but the words seemed to lower the temperature in the hall.
"You..."
Chen Haibo was about to retort, but he wisely shut his mouth.
"Who's so badass, daring to hit my people? Do they think they've lived long enough?"
Just then, a young figure slowly walked in from the door.
He was followed by dozens of fully armed thugs, some of whom even carried axes and machetes.
Seeing his reinforcements arrive, Chen Haibo's eyes lit up. He rushed forward in two or three steps.
Bowing and scraping, he complained:
"It's this kid. He's skilled and has taken down all my brothers here."
Song Qiao followed the sound and looked. He almost burst into laughter and couldn't help but exclaim:
"Oh, I didn't expect the reinforcements Chen Haibo brought were you."
"This can truly be called a case of birds of a feather flocking together."