Facing the people surrounding him, Sha Sanguang shouted violently.
"No matter how I say that they are all the general managers of the Tianzhu Chamber of Commerce, and they are all top-ranked figures in the entire Wucheng!"
"I'm not someone like you who can humiliate you wantonly!"
Ye Hao said indifferently: "Kneel down and speak!"
"Kneel down and speak!?"
Sha Sanguang's anger rose directly.
"Ye Hao, who do you think you are!?"
"Looking at the entire Wucheng, there are very few people who can make me Sha Sanguang kneel down and speak!"
"Do you think your surname is Long or Jin!"
"I tell you, don't say that you are not from these two surnames. Even if you are, I, Sha Sanguang, cannot be humiliated!"
Sha Sanguang had a gritted teeth on his face.
Although Ye Hao and others are full of power.
However, in addition to being a member of the Sha family of the second caste of Tianzhu, Sha Sanguang has the background of the Tianzhu Chamber of Commerce.
He is also a master of yoga.
Have the strength of the first king of troops!
He feels good about himself and has such strength. Even if he can't fight against a hundred, he will have no problem with his son and he will be confident and it is easy to use his confidence.
After all, he is an outer disciple of Fan Jinlun, one of the three great demon monks in India.
It's just that he has always been low-key and regards this as a big trump card.
Sha Sanguang didn't want to expose himself either.
But now Ye Hao was stepping on his head so rampantly that he didn't want to hide anymore.
"Bastard, grandson of the turtle, today I will let you understand what a master is!"
While talking, Sha Sanguang stepped forward and slapped his hands.
"Ba"
Ye Hao sneered, and with a move, he instantly appeared in front of Sha Sanguang, and then slapped him.
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Fist!"
Sha Sanguang shook all over his body, and the power in his body burst out, and the sound of a dragon roaring and elephant sound came from the fist peak.
This is a manifestation of the Indian yoga technique, which is extremely terrifying. One punch can kill a cow.
But the next moment!
Sha Sanguang was slapped away by Ye Hao.
In front of Ye Hao, there was nothing to mention about the Indian yoga technique and the outer disciples of the demon monks.
When Sha Sanguang flew out and landed directly on the ground, there was a palm print on his face.
Before Sha Sanguang could stand up, Ye Hao took another step and slapped it out.
Sha Sanguang screamed and fell back again.
"Bang!"
"A master of India!"
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Fist!"
"Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated!"
"Do you think you have watched several movies of the Condor Heroes, and you have regarded yourself as the King of Golden Wheels?"
"What are you pretending!?"
Ye Hao scolded him mercilessly while slapping Sha Sanguang kept groaning and his face was swollen.
"Bang!"
"So what if I insult you now?"
"You are not straight and the lower beam is crooked!"
"Your son Sharek is a scumbag, you are also a scumbag!"
"Do you know what it means to be a Godfather's fault?"
"Do you know how to give me an explanation?"
Ye Hao's expression was indifferent, and he slapped one by one, making Sha Sanguang roar.
Sha Sanguang is a tycoon of both civil and military affairs in the country of India. He has practiced the yoga technique of India and has always been extremely confident.
But at this moment, he was beaten like a dog who fell into the water and had no power to fight back.
His confidence, his pride, and his conceit fell apart in front of Ye Hao.
"Come on, tell me, you, the big man in India, how are you going to give me an explanation?"