"Still chirping here."

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Director Ye said coldly: "Ye Hao, when is it your turn to take care of our Hong Kong betting on Yemen!?"

"What are the consequences of meddling in our Hong Kong gambling in Yemen casually!"

"Have you considered it!"

"Kneel down quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for directly dispatching heavy troops to destroy you!"

"When the time comes, you will die without a place to bury!"

Manager Ye took out his mobile phone in a deterrent manner, ready to dial a special number.

"When will a servant be able to represent Hong Kong gambling and Yemen to show off his power here!"

At this moment, an indifferent yet majestic voice came out.

Then everyone turned around subconsciously, and saw the direction of the mountain road. At this moment, Ye Wenzheng, who was wearing a Tang suit, walked over with his hands behind his back.

He didn't take anyone with him, but walked out casually as if walking in the garden.

But even so, an unspeakable aura of a superior man spread crazily from him.

He walked in front of Ye Hao indifferently, glanced indifferently at Mr. Ye and the green-shirted stewards, and said indifferently: "For the sake of the old majesty, let me cripple one hand, and then get out."

"Master Yemen!"

Mr. Ye gritted his teeth slightly, with an ugly look on his face.

He gambled in Yemen in Hong Kong, and he could indeed rely on the old lady to show off his might.

But in front of the sect master, he didn't dare to be careless.

But he didn't want to break his hand, so he just snorted softly at this moment: "You should know that I came here today for the purpose of the old lady!"

"As the head of the sect, it's fine if you don't carry out the old lady's orders."

"I still want to break the hands of us people."

"Master Yemen, are you going to turn against the old lady?"

Ye Wenzheng said indifferently: "Can't you turn your face around?"

"Besides, you, a servant, when did you have the illusion that the old lady would turn against me because of you?"

"No matter how unworthy I am, I am still her biological son."

"No matter how patient you are, you are still a servant."

"Go away now, one hand."

"No more nonsense, two hands."

Seeing that Ye Wenzheng didn't give himself any face at all, Manager Ye suddenly became angry from his heart, and he gritted his teeth slightly: "Master Yemen, I know your status, and I also know that you are betting on Yemen in Hong Kong. !"

"But those of us who are close to the old lady are not subject to your restraint!" JrNovels.com