"Mr. Ton Norton was beaten into a vegetable by him!"

"Our Yangcheng Tang family has fallen to this point because of him!"

"Also, Tang Weiyun was also beaten by him!"

"Butler Tang, hurry up and clean up this trash!"

"He also said that he looked down on the Tang family of the rice country at all. This is disobedience and sin!"

A group of people, Tang's family, sneered and said, in their opinion, Ye Hao was dead.

Steward Tang stood up straight at this moment, staring at Ye Hao with a cold face, and said, "You were the one who beat Master Norton into a vegetable?"

The thugs in white Tang suits around him also stared at Ye Hao with cold expressions.

"That's right, I beat him, but it's a pity I didn't kill him."

"I will remember this lesson next time. If you want to do something, just beat him to death."

Ye Hao said "sorry".

Afterwards, he smiled at Zhong Beishan, and said, "Old Zhong, this time I was not careful, but don't worry, none of these people can leave."

"No matter what they did to your old man, I will pay back a hundredfold."

Zhong Beishan frowned and wanted to persuade Ye Hao, but thinking about Mr. Tang's behavior before, he sighed and stopped talking.

This is called the wicked have their own grind.

But Butler Tang, who had always been arrogant and domineering, couldn't help being slightly taken aback when he saw Ye Hao's attitude at this moment.

It was the first time he had seen someone dare to be so arrogant in front of the Tang family of Miguo.

What's the difference between this kind of behavior and breaking ground when he was too old?

Before, the Tang family in Yangcheng said how arrogant and hateful Ye Hao was, but Butler Tang didn't believe it at all.

But now they believed it.

Because this Ye Hao in front of him is even more arrogant than what the Yangchengtang family described!

"For the sake of Mr. Zhong, if you kneel down and cut off your arms, I won't kill you."

Ye Hao spoke coldly.

"Kneel down? Cut off your arms?" Steward Tang sneered.

"Let's go together! Live or die!"

Soon, the dozen or so thugs in white Tang suits rushed out.

These few people have all learned boxing and martial arts, and their skills are much better than ordinary punks.

But the problem is, it doesn't work.

Within three or two strokes, these people were all limp on the ground, life or death unknown.

"You! You wait for me!" Steward Tang immediately ran into the hospital and shouted. JrNovels.com