Su Hao sneered and took a step forward.
"It's me, you're that Leng Feiyue, right? I didn't expect it to come very quickly! But please get out of the way now, I have something to do for the time being!"
Leng Feiyue glanced at Su Hao, ignored him, and then looked at Zuo Zheyan, who was next to Su Hao: "I'll give you one last chance. Will you hand over the cultural relics or not?"
Zuo Zheyan met his gaze and said with contempt: "As long as I'm here, you can never get those cultural relics!"
"Okay, this is what you said! Beat them to death!" With a wave of his hand, Leng Feiyue shouted angrily at the dozens of thugs next to him.
At this moment, Su Hao stomped his foot, and there was a bang, and the ground on the fifth floor seemed to shake.
Almost everyone present was frightened by this sound.
Many people even thought that an earthquake had occurred.
Su Hao took a step forward, looked at Leng Feiyue in front of him and said, "Now, let your thugs get out of the way!"
Leng Feiyue looked at Su Hao seriously: "Who are you?"
Just now, he was a little disdainful of Su Hao, but just now, Su Hao's stomping surprised him.
"You don't need to care who I am. Now, get your people out of the hospital! Otherwise, I don't mind destroying your entire Leng family!" Su Hao shouted loudly.
As soon as his words came out, everyone present including thugs, doctors, nurses, patients, and patients' families were shocked.
"Who is this person? Why are you so crazy?"
"Don't he know that the person in front of him is the head of the Leng family?"
"The Leng family is a local leader here. When he talks like this, does he really have strength or does he think he has a long life?"
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Leng Feiyue listened to the discussions of the people around him and said with some satisfaction in his heart: "I really want to know who you are and who gave you the confidence to talk to me like this!"
"Little stink bug of the Leng family, the opportunity has been given to you. Since you don't want it, don't blame me for being rude!" Su Hao finished speaking and clenched his fists.
However, he never liked to do anything to the old man unless the old man offended him.
The targets he wanted to attack were the group of thugs behind him.
"I thought he was some big shot, but it turns out he's a young man who only knows how to show off his skills. I want to see how capable you are!" Leng Feiyue took a step back, then waved to the thugs behind him and on both sides.
In his eyes, Su Hao did not tell his identity and relied only on his fist skills. He was just a young man who had practiced martial arts. Facing the dozens of people under him, he was like an ant. What was waiting for him was just The fate of being crushed to death.
"Fuck them all! Beat him to death!" Leng Feiyue had already left the door of the ward and shouted at his men.
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of black-clothed thugs he brought, all wearing finger tigers, rushed towards the door of the ward.
Some doctors, nurses, patients, family members and everyone else in the hospital were frightened and excited, feeling that a good show was about to take place.
Most of them thought that Su Hao was either dead or disabled at this time.
Zuo Zheyan, who was behind him, had lived for decades and saw this kind of battle for the first time.
Even though he knew that the person standing next to him was King Wu Gaochan, facing so many people, King Wu was just one person and he might have died on the spot!
Zuo Ci clenched his pistol at this time and rushed towards Leng Feiyue.
He knew that with so many people and facing the Leng family, even with a gun, he couldn't stop them. He wanted to kidnap Leng Feiyue and rescue Su Hao and Gao Chan.
However, the next second, just as he rushed over, several thugs quickly stepped forward and pressed him against the wall.
Leng Feiyue walked up to Zuo Ci at this time and said with a smile: "I see that you, the Director of the Supervision Department, have given you face many times and have not caused you any trouble. You are so ignorant that you now want to deal with me?"
"Take a good look at how your friend, your father, died in my hands!"
After speaking, he looked at the ward where Su Hao was.
Then just when everyone thought Su Hao would lose.
Suddenly, several people flew out from the door of the ward.
Su Hao, on the other hand, was holding the waistband of his pants, as if beating a dog, beating all the thugs around him, lying on the ground and struggling.
Every time he twitched his belt, it was like a whip with thorns. If it hit the body, it could pull off a piece of flesh and blood, and it could break their bones like a stick.
Bang bang bang...
The thugs present could no longer bear it as long as they were slapped by Su Hao. They fell to the ground and screamed like they were killing pigs.
In less than a minute, more than a dozen thugs had been beaten to the ground by Su Hao.
Seeing this, the remaining thugs did not dare to step forward and retreated.
Everyone present was shocked when they saw this.
"What...what's going on? Why is this man so powerful? Can a dozen people be knocked down with just one belt?"
"Why is this man so strong? A trouser belt is used like a stick!"
"Is this still a human being? Even if it's a bunch of sticks, it shouldn't be so awesome!"
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Everyone felt incredible and even marveled.
Leng Feiyue looked at the scene, and a cold sweat broke out from his back.
In his entire life, this was the first time he saw such a powerful person, and he couldn't help but retreat.
Su Hao sped up a few steps, got in front of Leng Feiyue, and said jokingly: "How about it? Patriarch Leng? Didn't you say you were going to beat me to death?"
"You...who are you?" Leng Feiyue trembled as he backed away, holding on to the railings of the hospital, causing his whole body to tremble.
There was a snap.
Su Hao hit Leng Feiyue on the back of his hand with a belt, directly pulling off a layer of skin on the back of his hand.
Leng Feiyue retracted his hand like a reflex: "You...what are you going to do?"
"Your words reminded me!" Su Hao strode forward, grabbed the back of his neck, pressed him down and said, "I want to ask you, what do you want those cultural relics for? "
"Sell... sell money! Cultural relics, everyone... everyone wants them!" Leng Feiyue said immediately.
Su Hao put a little more force on his hand: "I'll give you another chance!"
Leng Feiyue felt that his neck was almost broken. He hunched up and pressed the back of his head tightly against the back of Su Hao's hand: "I told you, can you let me go?"
Su Hao smiled: "Okay."
"Okay, let me tell you, those cultural relics are wanted by Mr. Yamada of Sakura Country. He forced me to find a way to get those cultural relics." Leng Feiyue said immediately.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present looked over in shock.
Some people who didn't know the inside story even started talking about it.
"This Leng Feiyue didn't expect to give our cultural relics to Sakura Country? How disgusting!"
"Fortunately, I was surrendered by this young man today. Leng Feiyue has been arrogant all his life, and today he finally fell into the hands of others and suffered defeat. It's really gratifying!"
"This young man is really too strong. I don't know how he mastered those skills!"
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Su Hao noticed that there were too many people at the hospital, so he escorted Leng Feiyue back to the ward.
Immediately afterwards, he asked all the thugs and others to go out. Except for him and Leng Feiyue, only Gao Chan and Director Zuo stayed.
"Who is Mr. Yamada? Please tell me in detail!" Su Hao released his hand holding Leng Feiyue's neck and asked.
"He is from the Sakura Fruit Archaeological Team, and his full name is Yamada Yilan." Leng Feiyue continued.
Gao Chan on the side immediately asked: "What does Yamada want to do with those cultural relics?"
She now needs to go through this batch of cultural relics layer by layer to determine how many people know the secrets of Yiwu Qingtian and who they are.
These people who know the secret must be inextricably related to Wei Zhuang.
"I don't know about this. Mr. Yamada didn't tell me." Leng Feiyue replied.
Su Hao looked at Leng Feiyue's expression, and it didn't look like he was lying.
"Have you ever met me?"
Leng Feiyue hesitated for a moment and nodded.
"I've seen it."
