The two brass doors were knocked to the ground by Ye Hao's kick, making an earth-shattering noise.
Everyone in the entire hall trembled slightly, and everyone subconsciously looked over.
The host who was delivering a speech on the stage felt as if someone had strangled his neck. His voice suddenly stopped and no sound came out.
Qian Wenlong is naturally not ranked high in the Magic City, but after all, he has assets of several hundred million and is considered well-known in the real estate industry.
And who can be invited to the banquet by him, which one has no status and which one has no status?
No one expected that someone would kick open the door with such recklessness and arrogance.
"Who are you!?"
Everyone present also saw Qian Wenlong's secretary slumped at the door, twitching all over.
More than a dozen Qian's bodyguards ran over in an instant. The leader yelled and took out his baton and electric baton.
"Who! Who asked you to cause trouble?"
"Do you know where this place is?"
Qian Wenlong, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at Ye Hao with an indifferent expression. There was no hint of bullying on his face, he just looked at Ye Hao as if he were a dead person.
Although he didn't know who Ye Hao was, he knew very well that Ye Hao was finished!
Dead!
In such an occasion, there is no need for him, the boss, to take action personally, as a group of people can directly trample him to death.
Ye Hao looked indifferent and walked with his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling in a garden.
Although Qian's bodyguards rushed towards him with murderous intent, Ye Hao remained calm and calm without the slightest fear.
This kind of confidence is not something ordinary people can have?
However, more people were shocked, but their faces were full of ridicule and disdain.
In their opinion, the total amount of clothes Ye Hao wears does not exceed one thousand yuan. How dare such a small person dare to provoke Qian Wenlong?
Is this because the brain is flooded, or is the person abnormal?
Although Qian Wenlong is not the top figure in the Magic City, he has enough connections in the government and on the road.
Just a casual word can make this little red guy who doesn't know the heights of the sky die without a place to bury him!
However, Ye Hao's indifferent expression directly subverted these three views.
"Qian, I'll give you ten seconds to get out and kneel down."
Ye Hao spoke indifferently, but what he said shocked the whole audience.
Qian Wenlong did not stand up, but his indifferent eyes fell on Ye Hao. In his eyes, Ye Hao was already a dead man.
At the same time, he also firmly believed that someone would kill Ye Hao.
"Aren't you awesome, Mr. Qian? Why have you turned into a coward today?"
"This makes me a little disappointed."
"I thought you could be so awesome in front of me."
Ye Hao ignored the bodyguards who were walking forward step by step, and stepped forward indifferently with his hands behind his back.
"Boy, who the hell are you?"
At this time, a middle-aged woman couldn't help but stood up and pointed at Ye Hao angrily: "Is money always something a little person like you can make a fuss about?"
"Pah——"
Ye Hao said nonsense and slapped the opponent, sending him flying away.
"Qian Wenlong, get out."
"I'm in a hurry."
Ye Hao's expression remained indifferent.
"Son of a bitch, are you really here to cause trouble!?"
More than a dozen Qian's bodyguards were trembling with anger, and they rushed over one by one, roaring angrily.
"Bang bang bang——"
Ye Hao kicked one after another, and in less than ten seconds, more than a dozen bodyguards were holding their knees and wailing on the ground.