The person who was called Chen Shao ignored Lei Jun at this moment, but his eyes fell on Xia Xiaowan.
For someone like him who comes out of the ravine.
This kind of fashionable girl in a metropolitan city is a type he rarely comes into contact with.
Then, he glanced at Ye Hao again, his eyes filled with unconcealed disgust.
It was like a fly was stopped on top of a delicious cake, which made people feel nauseous.
As soon as he thought about this, Chen Shao said lightly: "Sister Xia, I don't like people who meddlers."
"clear!"
Sherlock sneered.
"I will handle it!"
As she spoke, Sherlock waved his hand, and all the dozen American psychics behind him turned their heads forward.
"Who do you want to deal with?"
A faint voice came from the front, and he saw Ye Hao, who had helped Xia Xiaowan handle the problems in his body, stood up. Then he grabbed the ashtray beside him and smashed it with his backhand.
"ah--"
The ashtray hit Sherlock's forehead with great accuracy, and the ash inside directly caught his eyes.
Sherlock felt a little nausea and dizzy, and almost fainted.
At this moment, a burst of anger rushed into my mind. Sherlock didn't know who the person in front of me was, but just roared: "Bastard, you dare to touch me!"
"Go ahead, kill him!"
"Click--"
However, before the American psychics could make any moves, they saw Ye Hao kicking out and throwing a decorative coffee table not far away on Sherlock.
A huge impact force was transmitted, and Sherlock was directly smashed and flew out. When he fell to the ground, his whole body was twitching, and he was in extreme embarrassment.
"What!?"
Several young girls who poked their heads out of the room on the second floor of the villa were shocked when they saw Sherlock being beaten like this.
You should know that Sherlock is not only a American, but also a member of the eight major consortiums!
Such an existence can definitely be left sideways in Daxia.
But now he is beaten into a dog?
As the aura emitted by Ye Hao at this moment, the dozen or so abilities did not dare to step forward for a moment, but looked at each other.
As for the young master Chen, he frowned slightly at this moment, looking up and down with a little interest, as if he wanted to know who was so brave that he dared to be as unfamiliar as his group of people.
"I'm touching you again, what can you do to me?"
Ye Hao ignored the eyes of others and looked at Sherlock with a faint voice.
"If you feel dissatisfied, I can continue to move you."
"Until you accept it."
"Bastard, I killed you, you..."
Sherlock rolled up and crawled up. He angrily pulled off the bandage on his forehead. The next moment, the moment his eyes fell on Ye Hao, sherlock was about to order his psychics to let his subordinates take action,
It was almost an instinctive shiver.
He naturally knew Ye Hao.
And he also knew that Ye Hao had almost beaten the young martial arts masters of the island country with his own strength.
For such a person, the dozen psychics around him cannot do anything.
Moreover, Ye Hao is not only very skilled but also has a delicate mind.
Sherlock was really afraid that Ye Hao would accidentally be taken to the prison and sit in the prison for a few days.
"What? I've recognized me?"
"Isn't it arrogant and domineering?"
Ye Hao looked at Sherlock and spoke lightly.
"It seems that the previous incident has not hurt you yet..."