If Arhat wasn't so arrogant and his words weren't so harsh, I guess his end wouldn't be so miserable.
But he only wanted to make fun of "Pretty Woman Company", but in the end, he was laughed at.
At this time, Luo Han clearly knew that it was Ye Zihao who had plotted against him, but because there was no evidence, he could only say that he was "a mute eating Coptis chinensis, but he couldn't tell the pain".
"Ye! You... just wait and see!"
Luo Han knew that he was wrong and had no evidence, so he could only glare at Ye Zihao, then turned and left.
"Mr. Luo, go slowly! I won't send you off!"
"I wish you all the joy and a prosperous business!"
When Arhat was about to leave, Ye Zihao did not forget to tease him.
As a result, Arhat became even more angry, and his blood vessels almost burst.
"Puch!"
At this time, Yang Ruobing on the side couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, and then Ye Zihao's "joyful" words just now were clearly meant to tease others.
"Yi Zihao! You are so bad that you made Mr. Luo's brand-name clothes dirty like this."
Yang Ruobing smiled, started teasing, and said.
"Lady Boss! This is called 'If you don't seek death, you won't die.'" Ye Zihao shrugged his shoulders and said.
"What he just said was indeed a bit excessive."
Yang Ruobing also has a deep understanding of this.
At this time, she asked curiously and said: "Yi Zihao! Do you think it is a coincidence that Arhat suddenly appeared here? Could it be that he sent someone to spray the paint?"
"Probably not!"
Ye Zihao shook his head, because he had also noticed Luo Han's expression just now. Although Luo Han had a gloating expression, his eyes were somewhat surprised.
This also shows that he has just received the news.
"Did he really come here to join in the fun and watch our jokes?" Yang Ruobing frowned slightly and said in confusion.
"My intuition tells me that he is unlikely!" Ye Zihao shook his head and explained.
"We are in Shazhou City. Apart from Arhat, our only enemy is... Six Fingers?"
Yang Ruobing's expression was slightly surprised, as if she had thought of something.
"I hope it's not him, otherwise..."
Speaking of this, Ye Zihao suddenly stopped speaking, and Yang Ruobing asked curiously, "What else?"
"He will end badly!"
Ye Zihao's expression was gloomy, and he began to think about investigating the murderer.
Immediately afterwards, he temporarily closed the counter and gave the clerks a day off.
While the clerk was on vacation, he was not idle.
He immediately asked Fatty to sneak into the mall's surveillance system and retrieve the surveillance of the murderer's escape route.
Soon, with Fatty's terrifying tracking technology, he successfully pinpointed the whereabouts of the gangsters.
"Beep!"
Ye Zihao received the address from Fatty and attached photos of the gangsters exposed under surveillance.
Immediately afterwards, he asked Yang Ruobing to stay in the hotel and rest, while he drove alone to the place where Fatty came.
About 20 minutes later, Ye Zihao appeared in front of a billiards hall.
It was after 9 o'clock in the morning, and the billiards hall had just opened.
Soon Ye Zihao walked in. Since it was morning, there were not many people in the billiards hall, but on the billiards table on the east side, there were a few big men playing billiards. Judging from their appearance, they looked like
The photos sent by the fat man are the same.
Apparently!
These people are the murderers of paint.
"Bang!"
At this time, Ye Zihao casually closed the door of the billiards hall, and his actions immediately aroused the vigilance of the people inside.
I saw a staff member coming over and asked with a vigilant look: "Sir! Why are you closing the door? What do you want?"
"Get out of the way! I'm not causing trouble for you!" Ye Zihao glared at him coldly.
And his cold eyes made the staff tremble with fear.
When Ye Zihao glared at him just now, he felt as if he was being stared at by hundreds of cobras.
fear!
panic!
Fear!
The staff member realized that Ye Zihao was not easy to mess with, so he obediently stepped aside.
Seeing this, Ye Zihao slowly walked towards the men.
At this time, the men who were playing billiards became wary.
"Boss! This kid seems to be causing trouble for us." A gangster reminded him and said.
"Is he the only one? Haha! Looking for death!" A bald man sneered disdainfully.
Soon, Ye Zihao walked up to them and asked lightly, "Were you the ones who poured the paint on them this morning?"
"Forehead?"
Suddenly, these people were surprised. After all, they were wearing masks and hats when they took action. How could the other party find them so quickly?
However, they did not admit it.
The bald man cursed arrogantly, "What the hell are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word?"
"Haha! You don't admit it, do you?"
"Then I'll let you see what it means to 'make a move with subjugation'!"
Say it!
Ye Zihao suddenly grabbed a billiard ball and threw it towards the bald man's mouth.
"Uh...huh? Uh!"
Seeing that a billiard ball was stuffed into the bald man's mouth, Ye Zihao just threw it so hard that the man's front teeth were blown out. The blood stained the billiard ball red and flowed out from the corners of his mouth.
"Boss!!"
When the other gangsters saw this, they were shocked, and then they all grabbed the pool cues and smashed them hard on Ye Zihao.
"Crack!"
Seeing Ye Zihao slashing hard with one hand, he directly broke the table cue in half.
"Gulu!"
The gangster was so frightened that before he could react, he grabbed the other half-folded pool cue and swung it hard.
"Ouch!"
The gangster was hit on the head with the wooden stick, and he fell to the ground screaming in pain.
At this time, when other gangsters saw this, they all rushed forward angrily.
But after a while, they realized that rushing forward was a wrong choice.
Even when they were beaten, they were thinking: Damn it! Why am I so impulsive? Impulsiveness will kill you!
"Bang bang bang!"
After a while, Ye Zihao was like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and he knocked all these people to the ground. Their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen. The end was very pitiful.
At this time, Ye Zihao walked up to the bald man, grabbed his collar with one hand, and lifted him up with one hand.
"Hmm... hmm?"
At this time, the bald man looked panicked. He wanted to speak, but the billiard ball was stuffed in his mouth, and he couldn't speak at all.
"You want to talk? I'll help you!"
Ye Zihao sneered, then stretched out his hand vigorously and slapped the bald man's mouth.
"Bo!"
The billiard ball was pulled out of the bald man's mouth.