Nanyang Nanzhi Fist!

Although this kind of boxing is not as lethal as Siamese Muay Thai, it is still very extraordinary.

It's a pity that this person met Ye Hao.

Ye Hao just stepped back half a step indifferently, then grabbed a decorative vase in the corridor and smashed it down.

"boom--"

The Nanyang man was headshot directly by the vase, causing his head to bleed, and he staggered back.

But when he reacted, Ye Hao had already kicked him, kicking him directly to the ground.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, but the complexion of this Nanyang man instantly became extremely ugly.

He struggled to get up, but couldn't do it anyway.

"Take a good rest and move after half an hour, otherwise, you will be useless."

Ye Hao took one step forward, and then kicked open the wooden door of the only room ahead.

However, the moment Ye Hao lifted his foot, the delicate wooden door slid open to both sides.

Ye Hao's vision instantly widened.

Just in front of him, a woman wearing a Nanyang cheongsam with a face as delicate as jade was sitting in front of a guzheng.

Her jade hands, like green onions, slowly moved the strings, and occasionally there was a sound, ding ding dong dong, which was extremely pleasant to hear.

Ye Hao clapped his hands and said with a teasing smile, "The lingering sound lingers for three days."

"It's just that, Chief Yang, I've already reached the gate, so you still have the heart to play the piano?"

"Should I say that you have a big heart, or that you are powerful?"

The Nanyang woman raises her head slightly, it's just an ordinary movement, it looks very charming, I feel sorry for it.

Especially the specially made Nanyang cheongsam, which completely exposed her beautiful figure, making people linger on.

This woman is surprisingly the leader of the Nanyang Clan, Yang Youxuan, who can be compared with Hongxing's sitting on the two cities of gambling in Hong Kong.

Seeing Ye Hao appearing in front of her, a hint of surprise flashed in Yang Youxuan's eyes.

But she controlled it very well, didn't let herself show too many other emotions, just looked at Ye Hao like this.

The gazes and auras of the two were silently clashing at this moment, as if they would strike without hesitation as long as they found the slightest flaw in the other party.

The two sides looked at each other silently, and after a while, Yang Youxuan slowly stood up straight, sighed and said, "My guzheng is a rare antique, and I got it from Daxia at a great price."

"If you make a move in a while, please give Ye Shao some face and don't damage it?"

A faint sentence, like an old friend talking, but it specifically pointed out the identity of this guzheng.

It seems to be telling Ye Hao that he agrees with Daxia culture very much.

Ye Hao looked at the high-ranking and powerful woman in front of him with great interest, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes: "Master Yang, I'm not here to chat with you." "I'm coming tonight , just to tell you three things." JrNovels.com