"That's because your knowledge is shallow!"

"Wumeng is the abbreviation of Wushu Holy Land Alliance!"

"The existence of our martial arts league is to maintain the rules of the martial arts and the order of the world!"

"oh!"

Ye Hao nodded.

"It's awesome."

"But I'm not a martial arts world, nor a river and lake. You people from the martial arts league have come to the wrong place, right?"

"Don't be a hippie!"

The middle-aged man looked serious, and pressed his right hand on the long sword at his waist.

"According to the rules of the Martial League, all martial arts gyms are subject to the control of the Martial League!"

"This is to prevent people from going around cheating with the word "martial arts", causing ordinary people to misunderstand us in the martial arts world!"

"We received a report last night that your Guoshu hall is suspected of fraud, using various shady means to deceive the public, and what is the tuition fee of 100,000 yuan!"

"For your suspected fraudulent activities, our Wumeng people will check!"

"A member of the Martial League has the privilege of killing first and playing later, so you'd better not stop it!"

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man's words were neither serious nor urgent, but when he uttered the word Wumeng, he had a condescending and proud look.

This seems to be declaring to everyone what kind of power and authority he has.

After saying these words, he didn't bother to pay attention to Ye Hao's reaction. Instead, he waved his hand and said coldly: "Everyone listen to the order, and let me check everything!"

"As long as there is a slight problem, this Guoshu hall will be closed down!"

"As long as someone dares to resist, just interrupt the hands and feet, let's talk about other things!"

"What responsibility is there, I, Zhao Sanshi, bear it!"

Hearing Zhao Sanshi's words, dozens of people behind him swarmed up, one by one, like devils entering the village, rummaging through the entire martial arts hall.

Li Feiguang and the others were furious and wanted to stop them, but Ye Hao waved his hand to stop them, watching Zhao Sanshi and the others indifferently.

"Surnamed Zhao? Someone from Northwest Zhaomen?"

Ye Hao poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip, then smiled and said, "So, yesterday's Li Shaoguo and others are also yours, right?"

"You lost face with me yesterday, do you want to find a way to get it back?"

"Don't you think such a method is a bit ridiculous?"

"What do you really think you can find out from me?"

"Whether you can find out something, your surname Ye has the final say, I, Zhao Sanshi, have the final say!"

Zhao Sanshi did not hide his purpose at this moment, but stared at Ye Hao with a sharp face, and said coldly: "There must be problems with the Guoshu Hall!" JrNovels.com