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Chapter 3750

Chapter 3750

When Zheng Man'er's face changed slightly when she saw Ye Hao appear, and a hint of worry appeared on her face.

In fact, these people came to cause trouble in the morning. The reason why she didn't call Ye Hao was because she didn't want to affect his fight.

But unexpectedly, Ye Hao came eventually.

I still became Ye Hao's oil bottle...

As soon as he thought of this, Zheng Man'er almost couldn't help but lower her head.

Ye Hao smiled at Zheng Man'er from afar, showing an expression of no need to worry, and then glanced at Qin Menghan.

Soon Qin Menghan took people to Zheng Man'er and other senior executives and protected the group of people.

Then, Ye Hao looked at the dozen or so men and women in gorgeous clothes with a look indifferent, and said coldly: "Where is Ouyang Qiu?"

"Get out and talk."

"Yo roar, I thought you were the king of heaven after a few games in the ring?"

"How dare you ask us, Ouyang Shao, to speak?"

"That's right, our Young Master Ouyang is not a big man you can meet just by wanting to see!"

"Come on, throw him out quickly. With his urinary nature, he thought he would dare to pretend to compete in front of our Ouyang family after winning a few games? What are you thinking?"

"I'm afraid he doesn't know that our elder Ouyang is the great elder of the outer sect of the Golden Palace!"

"We, Young Master Ouyang, are we disciples of the inner sect of the Golden Palace?"

"Not to mention winning a few ring games, even the champion of the Longmen Conference will have to lie down in front of our Young Master Ouyang!"

"After all, the weight of the words "The disciples of the Holy Land of Martial Arts" is not something ordinary people can imagine!"

When he heard that Ye Hao was looking for their chief, Ouyang Qiu from the Ouyang family of the Golden Palace, these more than a dozen men and women in gorgeous clothes were all looking contempt.

Obviously, in their narrow understanding, Ye Hao, who played several performance matches and crushed several Indians, was not qualified to clamor in front of them.

"Okay, what's the noise?"

"Don't you know that I rarely have the habit of taking naps?"

At this moment, the door of a lounge was kicked open.

Then a young man who looked careless came out.

He was surrounded by several charming women, and they all snuggled up on him with charming eyes.

He rubbed his hands on several women and held slender cigars in his mouth. No matter how he looked, he was a top dandy.

He sucked the clouds and then scolded the people present with a angrily voice: "If you quarrel, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart!"

After saying this, he was about to continue his lunch break.

The whole audience was silent at this moment.

After a while, a man in gorgeous clothes reacted and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young Master Ouyang, the person named Ye is really here. He wants you to speak."

"But we all let him get out."

The others also echoed: "Yes, the one named Ye is not polite at all!"

"He doesn't know how powerful you are at all!"

"He is not afraid of death!"

"Oh, the one named Ye is here indeed?"

When Ouyang Qiu heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and then his eyes shifted in the field and finally fell on Ye Hao.

"You're so brave!"

"You dare to appear at this time."

"Aren't you afraid that we will kill you directly, so that you don't even have the qualifications to participate in the afternoon ring?"

Ye Hao said lightly: "You have done so much, and you want to cash in and block the company's senior management. Isn't it just to force me to appear?"

"What? Are you scared now?"


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