It is obvious that Tang Duohe had already expected that Zhao Hairui might be there before he came here.
In such a situation, what should we do and how we should speak, he has deduced countless times on the way he came.
As the saying goes, a snake hits seven inches, so at this moment, Tang Duohe hits Zhao Hairui's cover door with one punch.
Zhao Hairui's eyes were cold and he said slowly at this moment: "I, Zhao, have always acted just for fairness and unfairness, justice and injustice."
"Qingyu? Does that thing work for me?"
"You Tang Duohe wouldn't think that you can scare me with your words, right?"
Tang Duohe smiled and said without a smile: "Zhao Qingtian, don't eat toast, right?"
"Originally, since everyone is among the five ancient clans, I'm going to save you some face."
"Since you don't know how to polite yourself, don't blame me for saying it out loud."
"You Vice President Zhao, the reputation of the Qingtian outside the Great Wall, was only obtained with the support of Zhaomen in the northwest."
"Once you lose this reputation, then for the Northwest Zhaomen, you will become a useless chess piece, no, even a bad piece!"
"When that time comes, no one knows what will happen!"
"Even if you, Vice President Zhao, don't care about these things and personal gains and losses, you have to think about your daughter and your wife, right?"
"You don't want your daughter to become a marginal person in the upper class circle from now on, right?"
"If that happens, if it is inappropriate, she will become a toy that can be used to be the best!"
"Are you looking forward to such consequences and outcomes?"
"So, I hope Vice President Zhao will think about himself and don't do what he shouldn't do..."
Tang Duohe sounds plain, but in fact every word is bloody and every word is like a knife.
For the upper-class circle, the most miserable thing is to become a marginal person.
In that case, it would be thousands of times more miserable than being a bottom.
What's more, Zhao Hairui has offended countless big figures in the upper circle for the sake of the reputation of the blue sky outside the border over the years.
Once he loses the strong support of the Northwest Zhaomen, how long can he last on himself?
He doesn't even need to lose his power, he just needs to rise and fall in the open and secretly, so that he can go to a place where he is unfamiliar with his own place.
Then Zhao Hairui's ending will definitely be destined.
Therefore, even though Zhao Hairui is as determined as he is, his face looks a little ugly at this moment.
"What? Do you think I can't do it?"
"Do you think I'm just threatening you?"
Tang Duohe looked proud at this moment.
"You Zhao Hairui, you should not know why our Yanjing Tang Sect has become the leader of the five major clans over the years, right?"
"I'll tell you this opportunity today, and it's also a lesson for you."
"The reason is very simple, because our Yanjing Tang Sect participated in the previous Eurasian War, and two war gods also emerged!"
"Tang Sword God of War Tang Renshu!"
"Tang Tiantu, the God of War, Tiantu!"
"How is it? We, the Tang Sect in Yanjing, are we qualified enough?"
"Can you step on your Zhao Hairui's head hard?"
Speaking of this, Tang Duohe slowly walked to Zhao Hairui, stretched out his right hand full of smoke, and slowly patted Zhao Hairui's face.
"So, Vice President Zhao."
"I, Tang Duohe, give you face, you are Vice President Zhao."
"I, Tang Duohe, don't give you face, you're a big deal!"
Zhao Hairui felt his dirty big hand, but his face turned pale at this moment.