"Young Master Ye, I'm in the parking lot outside Ocean Park!"

There seemed to be endless fear in the dragon's voice on Thursday.

"I hid behind the container, their people were looking for me, I dare not move around"

"But Miss Jiang has already been taken away!"

"Come here soon"

"Okay, you wait for me, I'll be right there."

Ye Hao stood up with a hurried expression.

After throwing a few bills to the waiter to pay the bill, I hailed a taxi and drove towards Hong Kong Ocean Park like lightning.

Not long after Ye Hao left, a figure came out from the dark corner of the street, then took out the walkie-talkie and said softly: "The target has been recruited."

After ten minutes, Ye Hao arrived at the entrance of the Ocean Park parking lot. After paying the fare, he took the elevator and walked down.

Soon, Ye Hao found a corner.

Several men in suits were all smoking cigars, forcing a man into a corner.

These tough men in suits were carrying water pipes, baseball bats and other things in their hands. When they occasionally made shots, the men in the corner cried and cried.

And on the hood of a Jeep Wrangler not far from them, there was a woman in a cheongsam sitting there with her legs crossed.

She is in good shape, with her chest proudly raised, her expression cold, and a short-handled firearm in her hand, turning back and forth, like a sharpshooter.

When she saw Ye Hao approaching, the cheongsam goddess glanced over indifferently, a strange color flashed in her eyes, but soon her eyes became menacing.

The firearm in her hand tapped Ye Hao's forehead from a distance, and then made a gesture of rolling as far as she could.

This deliberate arrogance made Ye Hao sneer.

Do these people really think that he can't see through anything?

The reason why he appeared here was just to see who was trying to trick him.

Ignoring the woman in the cheongsam, Ye Hao stepped forward, walked to the front, and finally saw clearly that the one who was surrounded and beaten in the corner was Zhou Zhoulong.

At this moment, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his face was covered with palm prints, and the skin on his head was broken in many places, and his head was bleeding, so he couldn't tell that he was a second generation at all.

Moreover, the suits on his body were all tattered, and there was still a foul smell constantly coming out.

The leading man in a suit slammed down the baseball bat in his hand. Hearing Zhou Zhoulong's wailing, he grinned and said, "That's right, it's good, it sounds good!"

"But boy, you are very courageous. How dare you play the game of saving the beauty in front of us?"

"Do u wanna die!"

"Tell me, if you send your miserable appearance to Jiang Yuyan's little cousin later, will she feel sorry for you, a dog licker?"

"But I think she probably won't."

"After all, lick the dog, lick the dog, until the end, you have nothing!"

While speaking, the leading man in a suit gestured again, and then the baseball bat in his hand hit Zhou Zhoulong on the forehead with a "bang". JrNovels.com