While speaking, Sherlock waved his hand, and all the dozen or so American supernatural beings behind him turned their heads and stepped forward.

"Who do you want to deal with?"

An indifferent voice came from the front, and Ye Hao, who had already helped Xia Xiaowan deal with her internal problems, stood up, then he grabbed the ashtray beside him, and smashed it with his backhand.

"ah--"

The ashtray hit Sherlock's forehead with great precision, and the ash inside directly fascinated his eyes.

Sherlock felt only nauseated and dizzy, and almost passed out.

At this moment, a wave of anger rushed into his mind, Sherlock didn't even know who the person in front of him was, he just roared angrily: "Bastard, how dare you touch me!?"

"Come on, kill him!"

"Crack��"

However, before those supernatural beings from the U.S. could move, they saw that Ye Hao had already kicked out, throwing a decorative coffee table not far away on Sherlock's body.

The huge impact came out, and Sherlock was thrown flying horizontally. When he fell to the ground, his whole body was twitching, and his whole body was in extreme embarrassment.

"What!?"

A few young girls poking their heads out of the rooms on the second floor of the villa were shocked when they saw Sherlock being beaten like this.

You must know that Sherlock is not only from the United States, but also from the Eight Great Financial Groups!

Such an existence can definitely walk sideways in Daxia.

But now he was beaten into a dog?

And photographed by Ye Hao's aura at this moment, the dozen or so supernatural beings didn't dare to step forward for a while, but looked at each other in blank dismay.

As for that Young Master Chen, he frowned slightly at this moment, and looked Ye Hao up and down with a little bit of interest, as if he wanted to know who was so bold that he dared to make trouble with his group of people.

"I moved you again, what can you do to me?"

Ye Hao ignored the gazes of other people, but looked at Sherlock and spoke lightly.

"If you feel unconvinced, I can still move you."

"Until you submit."

"Bastard, I will kill you, you"

Sherlock scrambled to his feet, and angrily tore off the bandage on his forehead. The next moment, when his eyes fell on Ye Hao, Sherlock, who was about to order his subordinates to ignore the attack, It was almost an instinctive tremor.

He naturally knew Ye Hao.

Moreover, he also knew that Ye Hao almost equaled the younger generation of martial arts masters in the island country with his own strength.

For such a character, relying on the dozen or so supernatural beings around him is helpless.

And Ye Hao, the bastard, not only has excellent skills, but also has a delicate mind.

Sherlock was really afraid that Ye Hao would accidentally get him into the prison for a few days.

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