"You heard it too, Mr. Yan asked me to beat him."

"This is the first time I've seen such a request in my life."

Ye Hao was calm and calm, with an indifferent expression, as if he was talking about something that should be taken for granted.

"Son of a bitch!"

The yellow-haired thug came to his senses at this moment, and flicked the baseball bat in his hand, wanting to do it.

"Snapped!"

Before he could make a move, Ye Hao had already slapped him.

"Papa papa�"

In an instant, all the dozen or so people surrounding Ye Hao flew out, and they all fell to the ground and howled, with no fighting power at all.

It can only be said that Ye Hao's movements are too fast, almost to the point of being dumbfounded.

If Ye Hao slapped Yan Tao to the ground with a slap, it was because Yan Tao was careless.

So now Ye Hao easily blows away more than a dozen thugs, which seems to show that Ye Hao is not simple, and obviously has some skills.

The brothers and sisters Chen Hongxuan and Chen Hongmin, who were originally complacent, were a little dumbfounded at this moment, and they both had expressions of disbelief.

"Damn it, this guy who eats soft food is actually so good at fighting?"

"How can this be!?"

"No wonder this bastard dared to single-handedly come to the new coach's territory. It turns out that he has some skills!"

The group of second generations who wanted to see Ye Hao's jokes all looked at each other, each of them felt a burning pain on their face.

After all, those who were blown away by Ye Hao were not ordinary playboys, but thugs of the new coach!

These people have more or less been taught by Yan Tao, and one can fight ten on weekdays.

Why are you so weak today?

Yan Tao also had a look of disbelief.

He staggered up from the ground, feeling the pain on his face, a feeling of shame turning into anger emerged in his heart.

In the next moment, Yan Tao's eyes turned cold, and he directly pulled out a military dagger from his arms, and stabbed at Ye Hao's chest fiercely.

"Snapped--"

As soon as the dagger pierced halfway, it froze in mid-air.

It wasn't that Yan Tao wanted to be merciful, but that Ye Hao had pinched his wrist at some point.

"The disciples of Southwest Tianmen Village only have this ability, you are not very good..."

Ye Hao's wind was light and calm, and the next moment he exerted force in his hands.

"Crack��"

With a crisp sound, Yan Tao's wrist broke directly. JrNovels.com