Hearing Ye Hao's words, Zhang Pengjing's eyes became dark. After a long time, he sighed and left in another direction.
That is, as Zhang Pengjing left, Ye Hao, who was walking outside the bamboo forest, suddenly paused slightly, and white paper money suddenly began to fall from the air in all directions.
Ye Hao frowned faintly, his eyes fell to the left, and the next moment, he kicked it out.
"Ba"
A blue brick flew out from above the ground and smashed on an old-looking tombstone.
The next moment, the grave exploded, and the vermilion coffin inside suddenly flew up and enveloped Ye Hao.
Ye Hao took a step back with a disgust.
"Bang!"
The vermilion coffin hit the place where Ye Hao had just stood.
A foul smell of blood spread out at this moment, and dust was flying in the field.
At the same time, in all directions, a figure wearing an Onmyoji suit and a high hat walked out.
Ye Hao looked at this scene and said lightly: "The Great Yin-Yang Technique of the Island Country?"
"One of the Five Imperial Family, a member of the Tuyu Family?"
“Good eyesight.”
"Ye represents indeed good eyesight."
"No wonder our Abe family suffers many losses at your hands."
"A young hero like you, your peers are not your opponent!"
As the words fell, the eight figures slowly walked out became clearer and clearer.
Soon, Ye Hao realized that they were all old men from the island country in their seventies, and they were all half-tied and were about to lie down in the soil.
But at this moment, they were walking out with a strong vitality.
Looking at these eight old men, Ye Hao thought for a while and said, "It is rumored that there are eight elders of the Abe family, all of whom have lived from World War II to the present."
"No, you eight are the so-called eight elders, right?"
The leading elder paused, then looked at Ye Hao with great meaning and said, "No wonder you were listed on the last place in the Abe family on the list of the winning numbers."
"It seems that you have some skills."
Ye Hao smiled slightly and said, "It seems that I'm right. Then I can understand who is the first place in your so-called killing list?"
The Great Elder said lightly: "What do you know so much to do? A man is about to die."
Ye Hao smiled and said, "I just want to know how big the gap is between me and the person who can rank first."
The elder squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Hao, and then said slowly: "You are about to die, it's nothing to know more. We won't hide it from you. The person who ranks first in our Abe family's must-kill list is yours.
Chief Director Xia..."
Ye Hao had a strange expression: "For me, the one who ranks at the bottom of the list of kills, you eight elders will come out together. When dealing with the chief coach, wouldn't it be you eight wastes who come together, right?"
The elder's face was indifferent and said, "The surname of Ye, don't be slick."
"Of course, this is not the case when dealing with the head coach who ranks first in the kill list."
"That formation will be ten times larger than now, a hundred times larger..."
"As a native of Daxia, don't you understand how terrible your chief coach is?"
"Okay, the nonsense is almost over, after all, we are ready!"
After the words came, the elder waved his right hand and a white talisman appeared in his palm.
In other directions, the remaining seven elders also waved their right hand at the same time, and white talismans appeared in their hands.