"Click—"

Ye Hao didn't say anything nonsense, kicked out and broke Wanyan Hen's other leg.

Wanyan Hen's body, whose legs were broken, completely collapsed on the ground, and his face was filled with unspeakable pain.

He supported his body with both hands and also supported his last pride.

At this time, Ye Hao casually picked up an island nation sword on the ground, and the tip of the knife hit Wanyan Hen's throat, and then spoke lightly.

"Wanyan Hen, I know, you think you are a character."

"You don't mind playing with me."

"But, I can tell you."

"If it were normal, I would slowly play with you, break your hand bones and turn you into a completely disabled person."

"It's a pity that it's about my wife. I don't have much patience now."

"I'll ask you the last time, where is the person?"

"If you don't say it, you'll die, and I can find it myself."

Hearing Ye Hao's words, he felt the unscrupulous murderous intent in Ye Hao's eyes, and the chill of the island sword in Ye Hao's hand. He looked at death as if he was home. Wanyan He, who had a disdainful look, suddenly shivered subconsciously.

No matter how strong he is, his biggest trump card is that Ye Hao dares not kill him.

But now, Ye Hao seemed to be trying to kill him if he didn't speak, which made Wanyan Hen, who had always been confident, feel extremely frightened.

"What? A soldier can be killed but not humiliated?"

Ye Hao looked at Wanyan Hen, who was extremely entangled at this moment, and spoke lightly.

"You are not as good as your father at this point."

"After your father failed, he still knew how to sleep on firewood and taste gall, three years later."

"And after you failed, you not only refused to admit it, but also sent yourself to a dead end for a moment of excitement."

"It seems that you are not as good as your father!"

Wanyan Hen's eyes twitched and hesitated inside.

Ye Hao continued to put pressure: "You think your father will avenge you after death, but if I guess correctly, you have other brothers and sisters."

"Your death is to clear the obstacles to superiority for them."

"At that time, in order to preserve their strength, they not only would not seek revenge on me, but they might also make you completely history."

"Your death is insignificant and worthless, it's a pity..."

Speaking of this, the island nation sword in Ye Hao's hand slowly pressed down.

The sharp tip of the knife pierced Wanyanhen's skin, and the severe stinging sensation made him completely calm down.

People live for a lifetime and do have dignity, pride and face.

But the problem is, everything is empty when people die!

What he died, everything that originally belonged to him would be completely divided up by others.

How could a person like Wanyan Hen be willing to do so?

The next moment, he gritted his teeth slightly and said in a deep voice: "Let me go!"

"I'll release people now!"

Ye Hao slowly withdrew the island nation sword in his hand.

Wanyan Hen looked at Ye Hao with a complicated expression, then took out a cell phone from his close body and quickly dialed a number.

Soon, a sound with a slight island smell came from the opposite side: "Sir Wanyan, what instructions are there?"

"Miyamoto Sakura, bring Zheng Man'er back! Hurry!"

Wanyan Hen almost roared and spoke.

When Ye Hao heard the name Sakura Miyamoto, he frowned slightly. He instinctively felt a little familiar, but he still said lightly: "Miss Miyamoto, right? Sorry, I am Ye Hao."

"I'm here to warn you that Zheng Man'er has something to do, and Wanyan Hen has something to do."

"Do you understand what I mean?"


Chapter completed!