"Sai Hua Tuo?"

Hearing this name, Ye Hao couldn't help laughing.

"Zhang Longhu, let's go, the patriarch will take you to the hall"

Ye Hao originally didn't intend to make life difficult for Yin Yang Pavilion.

But the other party actually cast a spell on a frail old man in order to attack Jifutang, which has exceeded the bottom line of a feng shui master.

So Ye Hao decided to demolish the Yin Yang Hall directly.

Not to mention, this owner is actually Sai Huatuo.

It can only be said that the enemy's road is narrow.

Hearing that Ye Hao was going to kick the hall, Zhang Longhu howled excitedly, and then started to pack his things, including cinnabar, compass, and yellow paper, and followed Ye Hao.

And many neighbors and customers saw that there was a lot of fun to watch, so they all followed with excitement at the moment.

There are only a few customers in the Yin Yang Pavilion, and Sai Huatuo's disciples and grandchildren are listless.

Seeing Ye Hao and his party appear, those customers were slightly taken aback, and then obediently stepped aside.

This scene made those apprentices and grandchildren very angry.

One of the middle-aged men in a coat stood up, looked at Ye Hao coldly and said, "Who are you? How dare you come to our Yin Yang Pavilion to make trouble?"

"Is this a place where you can run wild?"

"Don't you know how strong our patriarch's background is? Get the hell out!"

A female physiogist with exquisite make-up is also brows upside down at this moment: "I'll give you a minute to get out!"

"If you don't leave when the time is up, I will make you pay the price!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let Sai Huatuo get out."

Ye Hao had his hands behind his back, with a peaceful look on his face.

"Tell him that I, Ye Hao, came to slap him in the face."

Zhang Longhu in the back said triumphantly: "Your Yin Yang Hall has repeatedly targeted our Jifu Hall. My patriarch is in a good mood today and came here to smash your signboard. Who dares to have any objections?"

"Grandfather?"

"Slap in the face?"

"Smash the signboard?"

"Kick the pavilion?"

The middle-aged man squinted at Ye Hao at this moment, and sneered: "Boy, I don't think your hair has grown yet, how dare you challenge our Yin Yang Pavilion?"

"Who gave you the guts?"

Ye Hao looked at the other party up and down, looked at Yintang who was a little darkened, and said with great interest: "It's interesting."

"What kind of business is your Yin Yang Hall doing?" JrNovels.com