"Get out!"

"If you don't get out, I will remove all your hands and feet!"

"And you, you are so good-looking, do you want to have some fun with your brothers?"

Each of these thugs looked fierce at the moment.

The senior executives of Tianri Group all looked ugly.

They usually go to high-end places and meet decent people.

This was the first time I had seen such a frivolous scene, and I was a little frightened.

However, Ye Hao and Lei Jun remained expressionless.

Ye Hao said calmly: "Jin Jinpeng, I will give you another chance and refund the money."

Jin Jinpeng sneered and said: "You brats, why don't you get out? You have to let me break your feet before you leave, right?"

"Okay, someone, come here and kill this kid!"

Several thugs were about to rush over, but at this time Lei Jun, who was standing next to Ye Hao, suddenly took a step forward and kicked Jin Jinpeng in the chest.

The next moment, Lei Jun grabbed Jin Jinpeng's hair and slammed it on the table. Then he grabbed the signature pen on the table and plunged it into it.

"puff--"

The signature pen was almost stuck to Jin Jinpeng's eyeball on the table, directly piercing the table.

Jin Jinpeng was so frightened that he almost peed.

"Tell them to stop." Lei Jun said coldly.

"stop!"

Jin Jinpeng subconsciously shouted loudly, but his body was already trembling with cold sweat.

Because he knew very well that Lei Jun could pierce the table with his pen, so it would be easy to pierce his forehead.

The thugs looked at Lei Jun in surprise, not knowing why they asked him to stop.

"Let them drop what they are holding and kneel down." Lei Jun continued to order.

"Did you hear this? Everyone kneel down!"

Jin Jinpeng's head was covered with cold sweat, but he couldn't care less about his resentment at this moment, but gave orders quickly.

The thugs looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"I said, do you want to kill me? Everyone kneel down!"

Looking at the signature pen close at hand, Jin Jinpeng shivered even more fiercely. He knew very well that if Lei Jun "missed", he would be blind or die.

After he stopped drinking, the more than thirty thugs looked at each other, finally dropped the guy in their hands one by one, and then knelt on the ground obediently.

There was no way, their boss fell into the hands of the other party.

Ye Hao didn't bother to look at the thugs, but walked forward on his own and motioned for Lei Jun to get out of the way.

Seeing Lei Jun walking away, Jin Jinpeng's eyes flashed and he shouted: "Do it, kill them..."

"Pah——"

As a result, before he finished speaking, Ye Hao grabbed his head and smashed it on the table again. This time, Jin Jinpeng's face was facing the table, and this smash knocked back the second half of his sentence.

It is said that the soft is afraid of the hard, and the hard is afraid of the rough.

At this moment, Ye Hao and Lei Jun were showing extremely domineering behavior.

This kind of aura is not comparable to that of a small person like Jin Jinpeng.

The thugs kneeling on the ground were all sweating profusely.

Although they live in the street, such ruthless people are really rare.

"You just said you wanted to break my legs?"

Ye Hao let go of his hand and said with a smile.

"No, I didn't..."

Jin Jinpeng struggled to stand up straight, his eyes flickering, filled with resentment deep inside, but he did not dare to show it.

Ye Hao didn't care, he sat in the office, played with the signature pen, and said: "One hundred million, do you want to retreat?"

"I......"

Jin Jinpeng looked hesitant.

The next moment, the signature pen in Ye Hao's right hand was directly nailed to Jin Jinpeng's palm, making his palm and the tabletop become one.

"ah......"

Jin Jinpeng let out an unpleasant roar.

"I retreat! I retreat!"


Chapter completed!