Ye Hao said lightly: "I will help you to solve the problem of undercover agents in an island country when you bet on your Hong Kong gamble."

"It's fine if you don't thank me."

"I'm still whining here."

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Manager Ye said in a cold voice: "Ye Hao, when will it be your turn to bet on Yemen in our Hong Kong? "

"What are the consequences of casually interfering in our Hong Kong gambling on Yemen!"

"Have you considered it?"

"Hurry up and kneel down, otherwise, don't blame me for sending heavy troops to destroy you!"

"You will die at that time and there will be no place to bury!"

Manager Ye took out his cell phone in a deterrent manner and prepared to dial a special number.

"When can a servant represent the Hong Kong gambling Yemen show off his power here!"

At this moment, a voice with indifference and majesty was heard.

Then everyone subconsciously turned around and saw the direction of the mountain road. At this moment, Ye Wenzheng, wearing Tang suit, walked over with his hands on his back.

He did not bring anyone around him, but walked out casually as if he was walking in the garden.

But even so, an unspeakable aura of the superior spread out from him.

He walked to Ye Hao with a disdainful expression, swept over General Manager Ye and the blue-shirted officials indifferently, and said lightly: "For the sake of the old lady, I will destroy my own hands and then get out."

"Master Ye!"

Mr. Ye gritted his teeth slightly, his expression ugly.

He was betting on the Yemen in Hong Kong and could indeed rely on the old lady to show off his power.

But in front of the sect leader, he did not dare to be careless.

But he didn't want to break his hand, and at this moment he just snorted: "You should know that I came here today for the old lady's decree!"

"As the leader of the sect, it would be fine if you don't execute the old lady's orders."

"I also want to cut off the hands of those of us."

"Master Ye, are you going to turn against the old lady?"

Ye Wenzheng said lightly: "Can't you betray the enemy?"

"Besides, you, as a servant, have an illusion that for you, the old lady will turn against me?"

"No matter how unworthy I am, I am also her biological son."

"No matter how capable you are, you are just a servant."

"Get out now, one hand."

"Another nonsense, two hands."

Seeing that Ye Wenzheng was not giving him face at all, General Manager Ye suddenly became angry and became jealous. He gritted his teeth and said, "Master Ye, I know your status, and I also know that you are gambling in Hong Kong for a word!"

"But those around us old ladies are not controlled by you!"

"We are not easy to bully!"

"Today, Ye Hao, this little bastard, killed Lord Tiandao. I must give an explanation for this matter!"

"If you take Ye Hao down and let us take him away!"

"Then you are still the leader!"

"But if you have to meddle in other people's business, when the old lady's birthday is on and after Ye Jiutian takes office, you will be declining. Don't blame us for being rude to you!"

"I am the chief manager, I will be the chief manager for the rest of my life!"

"You sect leader, I don't know how many more days you can be!"

At this moment, General Manager Ye was so angry that he could be said to be a broken can. He said this to him. He was really full of momentum.

"You're welcome to me?"

Ye Wenzheng smiled.

"Can I understand now that a servant from our Hong Kong gambling Yemen is a slave who bullies the master, and even I, the sect leader, is ready to threaten?"

"What a Managing Director Ye!"

"What a skill!"


Chapter completed!