"Don't blame me if there will be any consequences."
"Yeah?"
Ye Hao smiled, and then made a gesture.
"Then you can get out now."
"But before you get out, you have to pay for it."
The atmosphere in the whole audience became slightly stiff.
Lin Mosheng obviously wanted to give Ye Hao a warning.
But unexpectedly, Ye Hao not only didn't mind at all, but gave Lin Mosheng a warning with his backhand.
I can only say that Ye Hao is either not very smart or is full of confidence.
But looking left and right, up and down, Ye Hao didn't look like he had a bad mind.
The autumn wind chill on one side smiled meaningfully and said, "Old Lin, our representative Ye from the Great Xia Martial Arts League has always been strong and will not give anyone any face."
"And they are so arrogant, how could they admit defeat in front of so many people?"
"So, I think you shouldn't bother with him."
"As for your grievances, I will definitely ask you for it."
Qiu Fenghan spoke casually, but in just a few words, this should be considered a peace-making meeting, and it turned into a battlefield where both sides were tense.
Mo Xin snorted coldly, staring at Ye Hao's eyes full of anger.
This bastard really dared to arrange for himself to clean the toilet. He just didn't know how to write the word "death"!
Hearing Qiu Fenghan's words, Lin Mosheng, who was originally angry, calmed down at this moment.
He smiled and said lightly: "I am old and eat more salt than rice he eats, and I can still argue with a junior."
"hehe."
But that's what he said, Lin Mosheng looked at Ye Hao at this moment.
Then he judged that a weak guy like Ye Hao was definitely a magnificent show brought by the senior executives of the Great Xia Martial Arts League.
If such a person really relies on his strength to become a representative of his generation, he can definitely bow and worship him.
"Oh, it turns out that I eat salt every day to fill my stomach. No wonder I'm so angry."
Ye Hao spoke slowly.
"Prince Du, put mouthwash on our Mr. Lin. After he cleans his mouth, we will talk."
"you--"
Lin Mosheng was so angry that he shivered, but soon he took a deep breath and calmed down.
He arranged for himself to be the overall situation in his heart, and after the matter was completed, he would find an opportunity to kill the Ye surnamed.
At this time, Prince Du smiled and smoothed out: "Young Master Ye, Old Lin, Young Master Qiu."
"Since we've rarely met, how about a few chats?"
"It's tense to meet directly. Doesn't it seem that this meeting is meaningless?"
Hearing Prince Du's words, Qiu Fenghan laughed and said, "Sure enough, the Holy Land of Martial Arts is a family, Master Du, I like what you say."
"Since that's the case, then let's talk about the serious business."
After saying that, Qiu Fenghan looked at Ye Hao with a smile and said, "Ye Hao, you rely on the gambling stone shop to ask my fiancée to wash the toilet."
"This is not giving me any face at all."
"So that's it, I won't make things difficult for you today."
"From today on, your so-called bet with my fiancée will be written off."
"In addition, today you have to kneel down, serve tea and water, and apologize to her."