"What's the matter, you can come at me, but you don't even understand the rules of the world, and dare to attack the people around me? Then you are courting death!"

"Snapped--"

"I'm going to break your two legs today to let you know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is."

"But I don't know that you are not convinced!"

"So, I'll give you a chance!"

"Aren't you Tianzhu people very good?"

"Come on, I'll give you a chance to call and see if anyone dares to rescue you!"

After finishing speaking, Ye Hao slapped Sharek again.

Che Xuan and the rest of the Tianzhu men and women were all dumbfounded at this moment.

No one could have imagined that Ye Hao was so awesome.

Not only did he not give Sharek face, but he also didn't give Fan Abu any face.

Now let Sharek call someone?

What else do you say to see if anyone dares to rescue you?

This is the peak of arrogance!

It can only be said that Ye Hao's actions have exceeded the cognition of these Tianzhu people.

Sharek got up tremblingly, and made a call with a sinister face...

"Woo--"

Half an hour later, a huge roar was heard from the outside, and dozens of off-road vehicles roared over, encircling the entire clubhouse in arrogance.

Under the extremely dim light, two hundred people kicked open the car door and got out.

These people were all wearing black suits, holding baseball bats in their hands, and all of them had murderous looks on their faces, which made people invisible nervous.

These people did not act in a hurry, but quickly entered the king's box, guarding all directions.

Soon, the car door opened, and another five or six men and women came out.

The leader was a middle-aged man, wearing a suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and smelling very strong of perfume.

The man's face looked almost like Sharek's.

And beside him are several women with good temperament, appearance, and figure, all of them are very good-looking, and all of them are very domineering.

When they followed the golden-framed man into the king's box, their eyes were full of disdain.

Behind the golden glasses, there was also a bald young man in a martial robe. He walked in unscrupulously at this moment, with the attitude of Lao Tzu number one in the world.

And this middle-aged man came forward surrounded by a group of companions, unhurriedly, but with a strong coercion.

In the king's box, Ye Hao, who was drinking tea while knocking on Erlang's legs, casually looked at the middle-aged man, and said calmly, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't look like Fan Abu..." JrNovels.com