But at the same time, Ye Hao turned his fist into a palm and slapped it out.

"Snapped--"

Ruan Xiaohu couldn't dodge in time, his figure flew out instantly, and when he landed, he spurted blood.

When he wanted to stand up again, he found a domineering force spreading in his body.

This made Ruan Xiaohu, who had just stood upright, half-kneel on the ground almost involuntarily.

At this moment, Ruan Xiaohu's face was ashen. He knew that he probably met the person in the legend.

Before he could do anything, Ye Hao had already stepped forward and kicked Ruan Xiaohu to the ground, and then stepped on his head: "Now, can you tell me?"

"Who made you come"

Ruan Xiaohu's eyelids twitched, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

After a while, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I said."

At eight o'clock in the evening, the Nanyang Club in Hong Kong City, this place is resplendent and magnificent, full of traffic, and luxurious.

Although Nanyang Huiguan is located near Kowloon City, it is a notoriously gray area, but this Nanyang Huiguan is different.

There are rules in this place, and it is also a good place for eating, drinking and having fun.

Whether it is the dignitaries of Nanyang people or some wealthy businessmen in the port city, they all like to come and go to this place.

Because this place is fun, safe, and the news is concentrated.

Under such circumstances, it was rare that when Ye Hao changed into a suit and stepped here, the Nanyang people who were having fun all around did not notice anything unusual.

However, Ye Hao still keenly discovered that there are many masters in the dark of this place.

These people's eyes were cold, and they stared at everyone who appeared here with scrutiny.

It's just because there is no murderous look in their eyes, so it is impossible for ordinary people to notice it.

Ye Hao looked indifferent, as if he hadn't checked, but glanced at the hollow hall, and then walked straight up to the eighth floor of Nanyang Guild Hall.

When he walked up to the eighth floor through the stairs, a Nanyang man in black clothes appeared in front of him, and stopped Ye Hao's footsteps with an indifferent expression.

"The eighth floor is the important place of the Nanyang Guild Hall. It has nothing to do with anyone. Do not trespass without authorization, otherwise you will be killed without mercy."

The visitor's expression was indifferent, and his words were bleak, but with a faint killing intent. Obviously, he was deterring Ye Hao, as long as Ye Hao made any abnormal movements, he would kill Ye Hao without hesitation.

Ye Hao smiled, but took a step forward instead of talking.

"Ugh�"

The Nanyang man narrowed his eyes, and in the next moment a scimitar appeared in his hand, and then slammed down towards Ye Hao's location.

"Clang�"

With a crisp sound, Ye Hao just flicked his fingers, which directly caused the Nanyang man's jaw to shake. At the same time, the scimitar in his hand was thrown out, and it was directly stuck on the ceiling, shaking constantly.

An unbelievable expression flashed in the eyes of this Nanyang man.

In the next moment, he changed his hands, and punched heavily towards Ye Hao. JrNovels.com