Ye Hao smiled and said: "Thank you Wan Lao for your encouragement. Since I have agreed to participate in the competition, I must find a way to fulfill Wan Lao's instructions."

"However, I'm afraid Wucheng still has a lot of things to trouble Tianyou these days."

"For example, the 200 people kneeling in front of the People's Hospital, let them continue kneeling."

"If you don't kneel for three days and three nights, it's useless for anyone to say good things."

Ye Hao reckoned that Wan Zhenhai might still talk about this matter, so he opened his mouth in advance, and then this matter was blocked.

Wan Zhenhai on the other side of the phone was speechless for a while, and then sighed.

He really meant this at first, no matter how Sha Sanguang and his son are, they are Tianzhu people after all, they are people from Fan Jinlun.

At this time, there is no need to offend the Tianzhu people and Fan Jinlun to death.

But Ye Hao has already said everything to this point, and Wan Zhenhai continues to say something, which is not very interesting.

Thinking of this, Wan Zhenhai's voice became more helpless, he sighed and said: "Since you have already made up your mind, Ye Xiaoyou, then I won't say anything more."

"It's just that I would like to remind you that Fan Jinlun is definitely not simple!"

"Since you must have trouble with the Tianzhu people, you must be cautious..."

Ye Hao said lightly: "Wan Lao, you said something wrong."

"It's not that I must have trouble with the Tianzhu people, but that the Tianzhu people must have trouble with me!"

"They knelt for three days, and with me, the matter is over."

"But if they still come to trouble me, then I'm sorry..."

"I'm still going to stomp to death."

Wan Zhenhai sighed, he didn't say anything, but smiled and said: "Then Ye Xiaoyou, I wish you all the best."

"Also, be careful of Long Tianao."

"The three elders of the Long family, he is the closest to the Tianzhu people."

"To touch a man from Tianzhu is to touch him..."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Hao looked into the distance and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wan Zhenhai seemed to be reminding, but in his capacity, it was already equivalent to expressly expressing it.

The Tianzhu people and Long Tianao had already been tied to a chariot.

What I have done these days is not just going to the dark with the Tianzhu people.

I'm afraid that Long Tianao, the Thirteenth Young Master of the Dragon, went the same way.

Names such as Long Dashao and Long Qishao flashed through his mind again.

After Ye Hao frowned for a moment, he didn't make any arrangements after all.

If Long Tianao knew how to advance and retreat, he could have a large number of adults and let this incident pass like this.

But if Long Tianao doesn't know how to live and die, doesn't know how to cherish, and wants to continue to make trouble for himself. JrNovels.com