"What? You are a mere chief doctor who wants to get my Young Master Ye in?"
"Who do you think you are? The Commissioner of the Police Department?"
"Oh, you don't know. She is the chief doctor of the First People's Hospital in Sebourg. Her scalpel is powerful. Many police agents in the police station have undergone minor surgery and owe her some favors."
"What? Do you want to repay kindness?"
"And make people wantonly?"
"Is this the angel in white?"
Hearing Nangong Jing's words, the several Longmen children in the martial arts hall spoke sarcastically at this moment.
Although these Longmen children do not know Ye Hao's identity, they also know that Ye Hao will be very kind to the outside branch of Longmen.
They were naturally unhappy when they thought that a doctor would dare to come here to threaten people.
It is already considered polite to not follow the nature of a martial artist who walks forward and slap Nangong Jing twice.
Ye Hao waved his right hand slightly, then said lightly: "Do you mean by saying this or Kong Juan?"
Obviously, Ye Hao didn't really believe that Zhao Hairui would do such things blatantly.
After all, if you want to threaten yourself, you don’t have to wait until now.
"Haha, is there any difference?"
Nangong Jing sneered.
"I tell you, this is not only what Mrs. Zhao and I mean, but also what our circle means!"
"For our circle, whoever can't get along with us will not be polite!"
"Whoever is waiting to die!"
Nangong Jing was full of confidence at this moment. After all, it was Kong Juan who spoke today. No matter what, she would take Ye Hao back.
So when she spoke, she was filled with an unspeakable arrogance.
Obviously, she felt that even if Ye Hao had some skills, would he dare not get along with Kong Juan, who had a background in the Northwest Zhaomen and the Confucius Family in Qilu?
One of the top ten top families and one of the five hidden families, how can it be just a talk?
As soon as he thought of this, Nangong Jing said proudly: "The surname is Ye, it seems that I need to remind you."
"What I represent is not only Vice President Zhao but also Mrs. Zhao!"
"What I represent is the family and family behind them!"
"Can a little person like you understand the weight of my words?"
"Don't say you must be guilty. Even if you are not guilty, I can still help you fabricate some evidence of guilt out of thin air. Do you believe it?"
Ye Hao smiled faintly and said, "You don't need to fabricate it out of thin air."
"I'll help you find some evidence of guilt?"
While speaking, Ye Hao stood up, walked to Nangong Jing, and slapped his backhand.
"Bang!"
With a crisp sound, Nangong Jing staggered back while covering her face, and a red and swollen palm print suddenly appeared on her face.
She looked at Ye Hao with disbelief and stumbled: "You, you actually dare to hit me..."
"Don't you want my guilt?"
Ye Hao smiled slightly.
"Oh, it seems that a slap can't constitute a minor injury, right?"
While speaking, Ye Hao slapped again.
"Ba"
This time, Nangong Jing was slapped and fell to the ground. The clean white coat was covered with mud and looked embarrassed.
Ye Hao Mosuo took his chin and smiled, "Two slaps don't seem to be enough."
"Just this, if you report to the official, you will be fined at most 500 yuan."
"Otherwise, let's not bother Uncle Agent."
"I'll give it to you for these five hundred yuan."
"One slap is 250 yuan, just think I'm going to your place to hang up the number twice, right?"
As he spoke, Ye Hao raised his left hand and put five bills on Nangong Jing's face.