< br >Ye Hao greeted the dozens of people rushing forward with an indifferent expression, and then slapped him out. < br >saw that the wind is like a wave, although it is not as powerful as that foot, but within reach of the slap, there is a piece of people rolling. < br >the screams never stop. < br >in a twinkling of an eye, Ye Hao passed through the last dozens of people. < br >behind him, there are new handsome goons lying all over the floor. < br >there was a lot of screaming and howling. < br >when Ye Haofeng slapped the last hand fan to the ground, there was no one who could stand any more. < br >Ye Hao scratched his finger at Yan Tao, whose face was uglier than eating shit, and said faintly, "come on, go on." < br >when he heard the word, Yan Tao collapsed instantly. < br >"Don't. Stay back! " < br >"go! Go ahead, all of you! " < br >Yan Tao retreated trembling and trembling. < br >at the moment he looked shocked, aggrieved, and dissatisfied. < br >it's a pity that the goons around him have lost their ability to protect him by this time. < br >apart from the fact that many people have lost their fighting capacity, many more have lost their courage. < br >after all, Ye Hao is really terrible. < br >A casual step, or a casual slap, can kill so many people. < br >and this knowledge makes Yan Tao's eye twitch even more. < br >I can only say that I really hit a ghost today. < br >Why didn't Yan Tao know that there was such a powerful door-to-door son-in-law in Jinling? < br >"all right, stop yelling and keep calling people." < br >at this time, Ye Hao walked up to Yan Tao, squatted down, stretched out his right hand and patted his face. < br >"aren't you the leader of the Jinling rudder in the southwest Tianmen village?" < br >"Why do you have ten or eight masters under your staff?" < br >"Why don't you call them all in?" < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({ }); < br >Yan Tao was scared green by Ye Hao's action. < br >even he has a bit of a three-legged kung fu, but the problem is that Ye Hao is really scary. < br >he shivered and dared not act. < br >Yan Tao, whose face was constantly beating by Ye Hao, could only gnash his teeth and make a phone call again. < br >it wasn't long before I saw a dozen men in martial arts robes appear. < br >they all carried sticks in their hands with a valiant attitude. < br >as soon as he walked out, the leader sneered and said, "Brother Yan, our offerings don't take advantage of you in vain!" < br >"now that someone is coming to step on your field, we must step on him back!" < br >Ye Hao didn't bother to talk nonsense to these people. Instead, he slapped a dozen disciples of Tianmen Village in southwest China with a few backhand slaps. < br >"keep calling." < br >Ye Hao patted Yan Tao on the face. < br >Yan Tao trembled his fingers and continued to call people trembling. < br >soon, two old men in white robes appeared. < br >as soon as they appear, they look like a superior person. < br >"Xiaoyan, although we are sacrifices invited by your new handsome chambers of commerce, we have to charge extra every time we do it. We." < br >Ye Hao slammed them over the floor without waiting for the two old guys to finish their words. < br >"Mr. Yan, these great masters under you, these so-called sacrifices are not very good either." < br >"Why don't you make a phone call and call the master of your Jinling rudder?" < br >"Let me see it?" < br >Ye Hao wiped his fingers with a wet paper towel, his face was light and cloudy, but his words made Yan Tao's eyelids beat constantly. < br >while Chen Hongmin and other beautiful women are stunned and heartbroken! < br >the master they have always admired is not as good as dogs in front of Ye Hao! < br >< br/ >< br >