Ye Hao's expression was indifferent, and he slapped him in a word.

Ye Jiutian, the god of war, was beaten to the point of bleeding from his mouth and nose, and roared repeatedly!

He is a war god!

He is both civil and military!

In order to get his position, all the ten sword saints in the island country had carefully taught him.

But it's useless!

At this moment, Ye Hao was beaten like a dog who fell into the water and had no power to fight back at all.

And it's a slap!

If Ye Hao used any legendary trick of the martial arts holy land to beat him, Ye Jiutian would have accepted it.

But one slap after another, not only Ye Jiutian's face, but also his self-esteem!

Because the slap followed by the slap was too simple, too simple, too ordinary.

But the problem is that even his generation of war gods can't stop it!

Even if you do your best, you can't stop it!

"Come on, you, the so-called young master of the Hong Kong Gambling Yemen, come and tell me!"

"Just with your strength, your mind, and your pattern!"

"What qualifications do you have to be at the top?"

"Are you worthy?"

Ye Hao raised his hand and slapped him again.

At this moment, Ye Jiutian, Young Master Ye, and the new God of War are just a big joke.

In full view of everyone!

Hong Kong gambling on the birthday of the old lady of Yemen.

Ye Hao thrust Ye Jiutian, who had just become arrogant and domineering, and his face was swollen.

One slap after another, everyone was stunned.

Even the islanders were stunned.

They are optimistic about Ye Jiutian, and there is a reason for supporting Ye Jiutian to take office.

That is because Ye Jiutian is definitely a genius among the younger generation.

But why is it like a dead dog in front of Ye Hao now?

"Bang--"

Finally, with a slap in the face, Ye Jiutian was pulled back again.

This time he struggled on the ground for a moment, spitting out a mouthful of blood, but after working hard for a long time, he couldn't get up.

Ye Hao walked up to him and slapped him.

"Plop—"

Ye Jiutian knelt down straight.

Scared!

Ye Hao slapped one by one, not only Ye Jiutian's face, but also all his confidence and self-esteem!

Everything about him fell apart in front of Ye Hao one by one...

"Master Ye, it's time to close the net."

In the dull eyes of everyone, Ye Hao turned around and looked at Ye Wenzheng not far behind him.

At this time, Ye Wenzheng made a sudden gesture...

The master guard rushed out quickly and directly captured all the elites of the big house and the elites of the island country who had been suffocated by the scene in front of him.

As Ye Jiutian said, in just six minutes, everything was settled.

In fact, the moment Ye Jiutian was slapped by Ye Hao and couldn't help but kneel down, Ye Jiutian's lineage was already defeated!

So, everything that follows becomes easy.

The messy birthday returned to peace.

But everything is different from before.

Many people looked at Ye Hao with fear.

After all, only Ye Hao can kneel down with a single slap.

At the head of the hall, Old Lady Ye squinted her eyes and looked at Ye Jiutian, who was kneeling on the ground with a bruised and swollen face.

Looking at the eldest son and grandson who had given her greatest hope and the scene where the dust settled around her, she suddenly sighed silently.

"Today, my birthday ends here!"

"Thank you for your participation and help, all guests will receive the most solemn hospitality!"

Old Mrs. Ye stood up and spoke very directly.


Chapter completed!