"This guy didn't say crosstalk before, right? Why is it so funny!"
"Don't he behaves like this, I can kick him stupid with just one kick. I dare to pretend to compete in front of me!"
“…”
Wu Xiaohu slowly raised his head, his eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Ye, do you need me..."
Ye Hao shook his head and said lightly: "If he dares to hit my wife, I'd better do it myself, otherwise what kind of man am I?"
After saying that, Ye Hao walked towards where Chen Que was.
Chen Que subconsciously took a few steps back, and then cursed in a little shame and anger: "Barewell, what do you want to do?"
Several subordinates also held steel pipes in front of Chen Que, looking ready to go.
Ye Hao kept walking, Chen Que's subordinates roared, and they all took the lead, but Ye Hao just walked out casually, avoiding the steel pipes that these people threw out, and then the ashtray in his hand was casually
Smash down.
"Smack--"
The subordinates covered their heads or collapsed on the ground. These people looked tall and big, but no one could block Ye Hao's pace at this moment, even if it was only a second.
Looking at Ye Hao who was unstoppable at this moment, Chen Que was shocked. He just sneered at Ye Hao, but he believed it a little. What Ye Hao said was probably true.
With his skills, it is really not a big problem to kill Sun Long.
Who dares to say that Ye Hao is a waste in the house? Chen Que will slap him first. If this skill is a waste, then who else in Nanhai City is not a waste!
"Smack--"
Several other subordinates were fucked to the ground by Ye Hao, and they kept wailing. Chen Que's face turned pale at this moment. At the end, he felt a little unretreated and finally said, "Ye Hao, what the Zheng family has.
Compared with my backstage, it is a three-year-old child. I would like to advise you... "
Before he could finish his words, the ashtray in Ye Hao's hand slammed Chen Que's face with a "splash".