He had no choice but to drag his broken leg and kowtow on the ground.

After 100 bangs and kowtows, the people of the Wushu Association are all dizzy, the world is spinning, and they can't stand still.

They almost scrambled out of the restaurant.

Mushroom Head broke a leg and arm, and knocked his head a hundred more times.

In the end, he was dragged into the car by his life.

As soon as he got in the car, Mushroom Head roared at Ye Wudao again and again: "Ye, you and your Dao Ling Group are fucked up!"

"Master Chen Beixuan Chen is my uncle. If I want my uncle to kill you, you must die!"

Ye Wudao said indifferently: "What kind of bullshit master, he is only worthy of obediently bowing his head in front of me!"

"Grass, how crazy!" Mushroom Head roared: "Wait, today next year will be your death."

Seeing that Ye Wudao was about to rush up again, Mushroom Head hurriedly let people drive away.

Ye Wudao turned back to the restaurant, looked at the male employee who fell to the ground, and said, "Brothers, good job."

"Your medical expenses will be reimbursed by the company, and each person will be rewarded with 50,000 yuan!"

"Thank you boss." The male employees were overjoyed and thanked them repeatedly.

The boss is rich and powerful, and the bonuses are all in "ten thousand" units.

Xu Linger looked at Ye Wudao worriedly: "Little Ye, we have provoked Wu Xie and Master Chen at the same time, how can this be good?"

Ye Wudao said with relief: "Linger, don't worry, I'm fine."

"I have long heard that Master Chen bullies the soft and fears the hard, has bad conduct, and does countless evils. Sooner or later, someone will break his leg."

Xu Linger smiled bitterly.

"You think Master Chen is a mushroom head."

"He's very strong, and it's hard to meet an opponent in Daxia. Who has the ability to break his leg."

Ye Wudao smiled: "I can."

Xu Linger: "Don't coax."

Ye Wudao changed the subject and said, "Hey, the cafeteria is eating pork chops today. I happen to be hungry too, give me two pieces..."

...

The martial artist association has a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

Chairman Wu Di gnashed his teeth as he looked at the horribly beaten Mushroom Head and others.

"Bastard, who beat you up like this!"

Mushroom Head hurriedly said miserably: "Ye Wudao, it's Ye Wudao of Daoling Group, Mr. Wu, you have to decide for us."

He told Wu Di the ins and outs of the matter.

Of course, he ignored the matter of forcing the four golden flowers to sleep with him, and only said that Ye Wudao would hit someone if he disagreed.

After listening to them, not only Wu Di, but other people in the Wuxie Association were also angry.

"Presumptuous, arrogant, lawless!"

"Even the people of the Wushu Association dare to fight, does this not take my Wushu Association in the eyes?"

"Hmph, this time we have to kill the chickens to warn the monkeys and establish the prestige of the Wushu Association."

"My Wushu Association has been established for decades, and I have never suffered such a shameful humiliation."

Wu Di waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

He asked, "How many people have beaten you so badly."

Mushroom Tou said: "One person, half a cigarette."

Gah!

The lobby fell silent in an instant, and everyone's eyes were full of disbelief.

The Mushroom Heads are the backbone of the Wushu Association, and their strength should not be underestimated.

But they couldn't hold up half a cigarette under Ye Wudao's hands...

Even the chairman Wu Di thinks he can't do this.

That Ye Wudao's strength is really terrifying!

The crowd fell silent, no more punitive remarks.

Ye Wudao was right, they were a bunch of bullies.

Mushroom Head knew that they did not dare to rashly attack Ye Wudao, so he simply said: "Where is my uncle? Why is my uncle still here."

"I want my uncle to kill the surname Ye." JrNovels.com