Chapter 104: 【092】Eight Extremes Small Frame, Heaven-reaching Palm
"Next time, it’ll be your arm that gets broken." Wang Longhu swung his arm, and the punk spun like a top, getting flung over three meters away and slamming hard onto a table, collapsing the entire surface.
Those students who hadn’t yet left the tiered classroom couldn’t help but show expressions of surprise when they witnessed this scene.
To be able to single-handedly toss a grown man such a distance, this kind of strength was truly boundless. Among the people present, not many could confidently claim they could do the same.
Simply ignoring their words led the other party to launch an attack for intimidation—this was unexpected for Wang Longhu, revealing just how domineering these people typically were.
"Kid, we run with Brother Leopard. You’ve offended him in this place, and you won’t have an easy time hereafter." Another punk helped up his injured companion, boasted quickly, and hurriedly fled with him.
The other person wasn’t foolish either—they could tell Wang Longhu’s strength wasn’t simple, not just standard martial arts skills. This time, they really hit a brick wall.
Wang Longhu watched as the two left in panic. At his level, dealing with these people was like dealing with kids, truly lacking any sense of accomplishment, and involving more would just waste time.
Leaving the classroom, he asked people along the way where the factory manager’s office was and headed there.
Upon pushing open the office door, the exquisite traditional Chinese redwood decor filled his view. Wang Longhu saw Zheng Dongliang sitting in a grand chair, brewing and sipping tea with a look of pure contentment.