"Ba"

Ye Hao slapped his backhand and calmly threw a man in suit so that he flew out.

"Smack--"

A series of voices came out, and all of these men in suits flew out like grass.

When landing, some people's head was distorted with bad luck, while others were more lucky and just fell into a coma on the spot.

There were dozens of men in suits, but none of them could intercept Ye Hao half a step.

The powerful advantage originally seemed to Zhen Long, was useless in front of Ye Hao.

The most important thing is that in order to do business today, all the Wang family has left, otherwise there might be rescuers.

At this moment, Zhen Long was a bit called "Daily Responsive" and "Daily Responsive" and "Daily Responsive" situation.

Liu Hanyue rushed to Zhen Long with the pain at this moment, and whispered: "Criminal, go quickly, I'll cut off the rear!"

Zhen Long looked at Ye Hao with a serious expression, his eyelids kept beating.

Although he had overestimated Ye Hao, he could not have expected that he was really at the level of a God of War.

Experts of this level are almost invincible in the outside world.

Unless he can also invite the God of War in the Ministry of War, he will definitely not be able to stop it.

"Stop him!"

Zhen Long gave an order with a dark face, and immediately saw a dozen masters who were originally scattered outside the hall pouring in.

These dozen masters rushed forward, and Ye Hao looked indifferent, and he still slapped him in the face.

After a moment, more than a dozen masters all flew out.

Ye Hao's body was still unscathed.

"Ye Hao!"

Liu Hanyue rushed over from behind. Before she could get closer, Ye Hao turned around and kicked him out.

"Bang--"

Liu Hanyue flew out and directly hit the Taishi chair in the hall, unable to get up for a long time.

At the same time, Zhen Long sat on the Toyota Badao in the courtyard.

It’s a pity that he didn’t have time to start the car, Ye Hao kicked it out and kicked the door that didn’t have time to close the door to one side.

Zhen Long's eyelids couldn't help but jump, and his expression was a bit ugly.

He abandoned the dignity of the prince and fled all the way, but in the end he could not escape.

He came today with confidence, but when he came, he never thought of his own fate no matter what.

Zhen Long pressed his right hand on a revolver firearm that he had not had time to take out, and shouted with a ferocious look: "Ye Hao!"

Ye Hao bounced his fingers and a gravel broke the car key, and then he said lightly: "Prince Zhen, you lost."

Zhen Long sneered: "I'm not dead yet."

"You don't have to die."

Ye Hao smiled faintly and reached out to pat Zhen Long's face.

"Tell me, what is the purpose of the island people doing so many things in the Demon City? I can consider letting you live."

Ye Hao was really curious because he found that there were too many traces of the island people from Yangcheng to the Demon City.

He was very curious about what the islanders were planning to do.

As long as Zhen Long is willing to say it, Ye Hao can kill or not for defeated men like him.

After all, as long as he is deprived of the power in his hands, he will feel even more uncomfortable than death.

"You think I'll tell you these things?"

Zhen Long looked cold.

"Although I, Zhen Long, is not as good as a human, and one trick is worse than chess, it does not mean that I have no dignity."

Ye Hao smiled: "Yang Qian also said similar things, but he still kneeled down."

Zhen Long knew that even if he had a gun, he couldn't do anything to Ye Hao. At this moment, he simply opened the revolver firearm insurance, pointed it at his temple, and said coldly: "You won't have the chance to torture me."


Chapter completed!