"In this way, the resentment and dissatisfaction inside and outside Daxia will converge on these two people!"

"At that time, in order to quell public anger, these two guys may have to kill themselves to thank the world!"

At this moment, Zhao Xuanwu was describing the bright future he imagined.

"Your Majesty Zhao, you can make their lives worse than death and the pain of life if you use your words. Under such a premise, why bother to use swords and guns?"

"It's so boring!"

Hearing what Zhao Xuanwu and Zhao Zhuque said, Zhao Banjue finally took a deep breath and calmed down.

He took the glass of wine that Zhao Zhuque handed over, and then slowly said: "Since Long Renshe is so difficult, let's wait a little longer and take revenge."

"But this time, Ye Hao, who is taking advantage of others, I will definitely not let him go!"

"I want him to live worse than death, and I want him to understand that offending me, Zhao Banjue, is the most wrong thing in this world!"

"This bastard dared to fight against me again and again, he should have died a long time ago!"

"Now, call the representatives of the four major foreign martial arts alliances!"

On the second day when Zhao Banjue was gnashing his teeth and resenting endlessly.

Ye Hao drove to the office of Daxia Wumeng early in the morning.

In addition to seeing what kind of trouble Wan Zhenhai encountered, he also planned to share what happened yesterday with Wan Zhenhai.

After all, based on Ye Hao's understanding of Zhao Banjue, it's impossible for this kind of dandy who is bound to take revenge after suffering such a big loss to remain silent.

What Long Renshe did seems to be impulsive, but in fact it is also forcing Zhao Banjue to use his hole cards as soon as possible.

Because only when the enemy is less prepared, it is easier to deal with it.

Ye Hao had just walked into Wan Zhenhai's office when he saw Wan Zhenhai slapping the table and roaring angrily, "Bastard, son of a bitch!"

"Are those deputy leaders all eating dry food?"

"Or are they people from the holy land of martial arts, gods who don't eat fireworks in the world, and don't care about the glory of Great Xia at all?"

"At a time like this, if you don't stand by my side, it's fine to stick your guns out!"

"You actually sent someone to tell me to solve the matter as soon as possible, agree to the conditions, and stop making noise?"

"Don't they know that if I really sign such an alliance under the city on behalf of the Wumeng, I, Wan Zhenhai, will become a sinner through the ages and will be stigmatized forever?"

"Go back and tell them, I will decide about the Wumeng!"

"I don't like it, I'm withdrawn as the honorary leader, and they will be themselves!"

While speaking, Wan Zhenhai waved his hand and asked several staff members to leave with their own intentions.

"Wan Lao, why are you so angry?"

"It's a small matter, just let the people below solve it."

Ye Hao knocked on the door and walked into the office, and poured Wan Zhenhai a cup of tea.

"I heard that the so-called Deputy Leaders of the Martial League sent by the Holy Land of Martial Arts are basically the elders of the Outer Sect." JrNovels.com