Li Bao got out of the car and saw Qin Hao brutally beating someone.
The man was already spitting out blood, and the beating could really result in a fatality.
He knew the strength of Qin Hao was not ordinary at all.
He hurried over, grabbed Qin Hao's arm, and pulled him back, "Hao, that's enough, if you keep hitting him, he might die."
Qin Hao's raised fist stopped, and he turned to look at Li Bao, his eyes bloodshot.
His hands were trembling slightly, and he spoke in a low tone, "Break his legs, smash the car, I'll take responsibility for the consequences!"
"Don't worry, Hao, leave it to me!" Li Bao gave a signal to the people nearby, and then helped Qin Hao retreat back.
Qin Hao hurried to his father's side, where a lot of blood had already been spilled, and he suppressed his urge to kill.
"Dad, are you alright?"
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