Not following the nature of martial arts practitioners, stepping up to give Nangong Jing two slaps is considered polite.

Ye Hao waved his right hand slightly, and then said lightly: "When you say this, do you mean it, or does it mean Kong Juan?"

Obviously, Ye Hao didn't quite believe that Zhao Hairui would do such a thing blatantly.

After all, if you want to threaten yourself, you don't need to wait until now.

"Hehe, is there a difference?"

Nangong Jing sneered.

"Let me tell you, this is not only the meaning of Mrs. Zhao and I, but also the meaning of our circle!"

"For our circle, whoever can't get along with us, who doesn't understand flattery!"

"Whoever will die!"

At this moment, Nangong Jing was full of confidence. After all, it was Kong Juan who spoke today, no matter what, she wanted to take Ye Hao back.

That's why when she spoke at this moment, she carried an unspeakable arrogance.

Obviously, she felt that even if Ye Hao had some skills, would he still dare to get along with Kong Juan, who had the background of Zhaomen in Northwest China and the Confucius family in Qilu?

One of the top ten top families, one of the five hidden clans, is it just talk?

Thinking of this, Nan Gongjing said triumphantly: "My surname is Ye, it seems that I need to remind you."

"I represent not only Vice President Zhao but also Mrs. Zhao!"

"I represent the families and clans behind them!"

"A little person like you, can you understand the weight of my words?"

"Don't say you are definitely guilty, even if you are not guilty, I can help you fabricate some evidence out of thin air, do you believe it?"

Ye Hao smiled lightly and said, "You don't need to make it up out of thin air."

"Shall I help you find some evidence?"

While speaking, Ye Hao stood up, walked in front of Nangong Jing, and slapped her backhand.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Nangong Jing staggered back covering her face, and a red and swollen palm print suddenly appeared on her face.

She looked at Ye Hao incredulously, and stumbled, "You, you dare to hit me..."

"Don't you want my evidence?"

Ye Hao smiled slightly.

"Oh, a slap doesn't seem to be able to cause a minor injury, right?"

While speaking, Ye Hao slapped again.

"Snapped--"

This time Nangong Jing was thrown by the slap and fell to the ground, her clean white coat was covered with mud, and she looked in a mess. JrNovels.com