"Young Master Ye, be careful!"

Shi Junfozi spoke in a deep voice.

Unexpectedly, there was no panic on Ye Hao's face, but a playful look on his face.

"Snapped--"

Ye Hao turned around and kicked out, directly hitting Tojo Dadi's chest and abdomen.

With a sound of "Wow", Tojo Dadi spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and the whole body directly hit the wall of the room, and the whole body slowly slid down.

"Shua!"

Ye Hao stepped on and kicked with his right foot, and a long sword from the island country fell to the side of Tojo Dadi's cheek.

He was terrified for a moment, with a look of despair, but he was more helpless.

He didn't expect that Ye Hao's strength was so terrifying.

As a generation of arrogance of the Shinto style, I can't stop his every move?

"You islanders, you are always self-righteous"

Ye Hao sighed, walked in front of Tojo Dadi, stretched out his right hand and patted Tojo Dadi's somewhat numb face.

Tojo Dadi looked unwilling and aggrieved, but for some reason, Ye Hao's indifferent eyes made him no longer have the slightest strength in his body.

Just one look can shock his generation of sword masters!

Beyond imagination!

"Buzz--"

At this time, the mobile phone in Tojo Daichi's arms suddenly vibrated violently.

Ye Hao smiled, picked up the phone, and pressed the answer button.

On the other end of the phone, an indifferent voice soon came out: "Have you dealt with Shi Jun?"

Tojo Daichi looked numb.

Ye Hao smiled faintly at this moment, and said, "Of course it hasn't been resolved."

"Toyotomi Nanami-kun."

"Beep beep�"

The phone hangs up instantly.

The next day, the Racecourse outside the Great Wall.

This area used to be the royal ranch of the Braid Dynasty. After the founding of Daxia, it was renovated and turned into a racetrack with local characteristics.

Shi Sansheng led a group of people wandering around the racetrack.

For them, horse racing is just a pastime. The real purpose is to talk to the convenience in this place.

Shi Sansheng was holding a slender cigar in his hand. While riding the horse, he flicked the cigar slightly between his fingers, and flakes of ash immediately fell. JrNovels.com