"Without the coordinates of this place, we can't find the historic site, so we can't prove the authenticity of Jinling Garden to the world..."

Hearing Hua Chengfeng's slightly regretful words, all the executives present immediately turned their attention to the beautiful president, with a bit of dissatisfaction.

"I, I'll make a phone call and ask Young Master Ye..."

Lin Dai looked embarrassed and lowered her head.

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Early the next morning, Ye Hao, who was staring at the decoration in Jifutang, received a call from Luo Tianyou and Lin Dai, inviting him to have lunch, saying that they had something to discuss.

Ye Hao reckoned that it was a matter of Jinling Real Estate, so he didn't refuse. After telling Huang Puqian the matter at hand, he was about to leave.

It's just that before Ye Hao walked out of the gate, Zhang Longhu walked over in a panic.

"Master Patriarch, it's not good, someone fainted."

"I fainted in the hall of our Jifu Hall."

"He said that he always saw ghosts in the past few nights, and he couldn't sleep at night. He suspected that he had encountered evil spirits, so he came to have a look."

"I just asked him to line up, and he passed out, foaming at the mouth..."

When Zhang Longhu spoke, there was a bit of rejoicing. Fortunately, someone did not fall when he shot, otherwise, he would have an extra infamy.

Hearing this, Ye Hao hurriedly got up and walked into the lobby.

I saw that there were seven or eight customers around in the lobby at this moment, and an old man in a gray robe was limp on the ground, twitching occasionally, with white foam emerging from the corner of his mouth.

And his wife was also crying on the side at the moment: "Old man, why are you like this?"

"I asked you to come over to Jifutang to have a look, but you just said it's okay, but it's delayed until now, which is a waste of time!"

"If you really die here, what shall we do!"

"I'm not alive anymore!"

At the moment of life and death, the old woman cried and cried.

Zhang Longhu's generation of dude, when did he see this scene? Naturally panicked.

"do not Cry!"

Ye Hao stopped the audience, then reached out and wiped the cinnabar on the table, and then used the cinnabar on the uncle's forehead.

Strange to say, the blackness on the uncle's face is a little less at this moment.

Ye Hao took a few careful glances at him casually, and said in a low voice: "From now on, let the old man not run to the grave when he wakes up to exercise in the morning."

"Dancing on the grave is something young people do!"

"What is the old man doing in that dark place?"

While speaking, Ye Hao pierced his right index finger with a silver needle, and a little blood dripped on the center of the uncle's eyebrow.

With Ye Hao's masculine blood on the local snake, all the black and blue color on the uncle's face disappeared, and a touch of blood red was added.

Then he swayed, climbed up, and vomited into the trash can. JrNovels.com