It was easy to kill Ye Hao.

Zhao Jiazi's followers also had expressions of disdain and sarcasm.

The so-called representative Ye simply didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth.

Relying on his identity as a representative, he ran to the chief rudder of the holy land of martial arts to show off his might.

He has a few catties and a few taels, doesn't he have a spectacle in his heart?

If he lost his status as the representative of the Great Xia Martial League, he would not be allowed to be trampled by Zhao Jiazi.

With his hands behind his back, Ye Hao glanced at Zhao Jiazi indifferently, and said, "My identity as the representative of the Great Xia Martial League was achieved by me punching and kicking myself."

"It wasn't given by you, Zhao Jiazi, and it wasn't given by those trash in the Holy Land of Martial Arts."

"Withdraw the token? You don't have the qualifications yet."

"Other than that, come to my territory, those who hit me, take care of my business"

"It seems that when I was in Wucheng, I was too kind and didn't teach you a lesson!"

Ye Hao's words were indifferent, but there was a cold look in his eyes.

Thinking of what happened in Wucheng, Zhao Jiazi couldn't help but get angry.

"Oh, Ye Hao, you are said to be fat, but are you really out of breath?"

What happened in Wucheng that day was a great shame and humiliation to Zhao Jiazi in her life.

Not to mention that Zhao Banjue, the eldest son of Zhaomen in the northwest, was slapped in the face by Ye Hao, a bastard!

She, Zhao Jiazi, remembered everything in her heart!

Now, this trash who was about to be hacked to death by Su Nanshan dared to shout in front of him?

At this moment, Zhao Jiazi has a feeling that it is tolerable and which is unbearable.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jiazi took a step forward and said coldly: "Come on, Ye, hand over the token, kneel down, confess your guilt, and then kowtow to me a hundred times!"

"One less time, and I'll punch a hole in your body!"

"I'd like to see if it's your stubbornness, or their toughness!"

With a wave of Zhao Jiazi's hand, the firearms in the hands of her followers pointed at Prince Du, Du Gege and others.

Du Gege said with difficulty: "Young Master Ye, don't pay attention to us, don't be threatened by people like her"

"Snapped--"

Zhao Jiazi slapped Du Gege directly on the face, making her face swollen.

"Did I let you talk?"

Then, the firearm in her hand opened the treasure chest with a "click", and then pressed it against Dugege's forehead, looking at Ye Hao provocatively.

"Ye, why don't you kneel down?"

"Do you really think that as long as you are stubborn, you are still the representative of the Great Xia Martial League?" JrNovels.com