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Chapter 685

boom!

boom!

...

Desks, chairs, computers, coffee tables, printing presses... In just a few minutes, they were beaten to pieces by these dozen people.

The camera was tightly held in Jiang Hang's arms and survived.

At this time, Huo Zhenghao stepped in again.

"Editor Huo, it's solved."

One of them looked at Huo Zhenghao.

"good."

Looking at the messy office, Huo Zhenghao nodded with satisfaction and looked at Jiang Hang:

"Jiang Hang, I just gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it, so don't blame me for being tough on you."

"From today on, I will have your office smashed up every day!"

"You Qingtian Evening News, I guarantee you won't be able to drive! Let's go!"

After speaking, Huo Zhenghao waved his hand and left with a dozen people.

"etc."

A faint voice suddenly came.

"Um?"

Huo Zhenghao turned around and looked at Ye Mo.

It was he who spoke out.

"Why, boy, are you dissatisfied?"

Huo Zhenghao smiled coldly.

In his opinion, since Ye Mo was so young and so eye-catching, he must have just been recruited by Jiang Hang.

"Jiang Hang, how much did it cost you to buy this mess of office tables, chairs, benches, computers, and printing presses?"

Ye Mo looked at Jiang Hang.

"The tables, chairs and benches are not valuable, about 100,000 yuan each. The printing presses are 200,000 yuan each, a total of three. There are 20 computers in total, each costing 5,000 yuan."

Jiang Hang said: "The total price of these is not high, but the data in the computer is valuable. There are many videos of my previous interviews, news, and the freshly made Qingtian Evening News app source code, which adds up to about one million.

.”

"One million, plus tables, chairs, benches and printing machines, let's call it two million." Ye Mo nodded.

"Why, you guys don't want to ask me for money, do you?" Hearing this, Huo Zhenghao suddenly laughed.

"You acted first and destroyed so many things. I will repay you ten times. Now transfer 20 million."

Ye Moyun was calm and gentle, as if he was talking about a commonplace thing.

"Haha, this kid is crazy! He actually asked for compensation of 20 million!"

Huo Zhenghao covered his stomach and laughed, pointing at Ye Mo:

"It's a question of whether you have ever seen 20 million in your life. Now you actually ask me for 20 million. You..."

His voice stopped suddenly.

Because Ye Mo suddenly appeared in front of him, lifting Huo Zhenghao up like a chicken.

Then throw it hard to the ground!

boom!

Huo Zhenghao was smashed to the ground.

"Ouch!"

He screamed.

"Editor Huo!"

"Boy, you're looking for death. How dare you hit Editor-in-Chief Huo!"

...

The dozen gangsters holding steel pipes and iron bars glared at Ye Mo and rushed towards him.

Ye Mo casually said it for a while.

A breeze roared out.

More than a dozen people flew away, hit the ground, vomited blood, and lost the ability to move instantly.

"Is that human being?"

"horrible!"

...

More than a dozen people were frightened and looked at Ye Mo as if they were looking at a monster.

"Twenty million, do you want to give it?"

Ye Mo lowered his head and looked at Huo Zhenghao.

"You're dreaming, I can't possibly give it to you..."

Ye Mo raised his feet.
Chapter completed!
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