Qin Hao looked at the group of thugs surrounding him, their expressions hostile, and gently tightened his fist.
Since trouble is unavoidable, let's finish this quickly.
He thought to himself, taking a deep breath to suppress the feeling of weakness spreading through his internal organs, then transformed into a black bolt of lightning, charging towards the group of thugs.
Meanwhile, the two men and two women who had been surrounded earlier were left with their mouths agape in astonishment. The girl who had been harassed by the thugs was especially shocked, her eyes shimmering with a strange glow, looking incredulously at Qin Hao's figure.
Bam bam bam!!!
Sounds of flesh being struck echoed in the air, as Qin Hao's fists fell like raindrops upon his foes. In a mere moment, they were scattered haphazardly on the ground, unconscious.
For a moment, the scene was silent. All four were dumbstruck, staring at the back of Qin Hao with expressions of admiration and fascination.
