The middle-aged fat woman spit on Ye Hao's clothes.
"If you have the ability, just kill me and see if I can do it!"
Ye Hao nodded, and did not talk nonsense, but directly grabbed the middle-aged fat woman's left hand and twisted.
"Click--"
A crisp sound came out, and a shrill scream came out.
"Bang--"
Ye Hao slapped the middle-aged fat woman in the face with a backhand. She immediately let out a "wow" and spit out a mouthful of blood, and her scream stopped.
"Take the man down and break the rest of his hands and feet."
"Then arrange the best orthopedic doctor to get your hands and feet together."
"Ask her again in an hour, see if she will do it."
"If you don't help, your hands and feet will be interrupted again, and you will be able to re-connect and have this cycle."
"When will she recruit and when will we send her to the hospital."
Hearing Ye Haofeng and Yinyun's words, the middle-aged fat woman felt cold sweat all over.
Break the hands and feet, interrupt after the contact? Then stop again?
What kind of devilish behavior is this?
"Also, tell Gongzihai that I will give him two hours."
"I want to know all the information about this woman, including how many ants there are in her family."
"Where is the ancestral tomb of her ancestors' 18 generations?"
After saying that, Ye Hao smiled at the middle-aged fat woman and said, "In the past, many people told me to kill my whole family, and then dig out all the eighteen generations of my ancestors to crush their bones and ashes."
"I was originally very disdainful of such behavior."
"But believe me, Xia Yun has a few words, I will definitely try it out, how bad guys do things..."
......
While Ye Hao was waiting anxiously, at this moment, a van with an extremely dilapidated appearance slowly started at the corner of the street five hundred meters away from the office building.
At the same time, a middle-aged man with an ordinary face took out his cell phone and dialed a number: "Young Master, the mission failed."
"I accidentally injured Xia Yun, and Ye Hao was unscathed."
After a moment of silence across the phone, someone said coldly: "I have been raising troops for a thousand days and used troops for a while. I have raised you bunch of waste for so long, but I can't even do this little thing well?"
"I even took out the Peacock Feather, a martial arts weapon that I had kept for many years in my family."
"Tell me now that Ye Hao is unscathed?"
"You guys are really disappointing!"
The middle-aged man whispered: "Young Master, I'm sorry, everything is incompetent!"
“We will erase all traces related to you.”
"Make sure things won't involve you..."
"Also, No. 7 fell into Ye Hao's hands, and we will find a way to erase her."
"In addition, we recommend that you go abroad first to avoid the limelight. After all, a man of a thousand gold cannot sit in the hall, and a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall..."
When he said this, Ye Hao's indifferent face appeared in his mind.
He believed that Ye Hao would definitely use all his skills to get the news from No. 7.
If his young master is exposed, Ye Hao doesn't know how to take revenge.
"Get away from the limelight?"
The voice across the phone was slight sarcastic.
"When will I be scared by a son-in-law when I come to my house?"
"What's more, the No. 7 family is in your hands."
"Dare she betray us casually?"
"Not to mention, we have prepared a preparatory plan for her long ago. So many people can take the blame? How could it fall on me?"
"And, even if I get rid of it, will the one named Ye dare to cause trouble for me?"