Those gangsters wanted to rush up and beat people, but after hearing Ye Zihao's voice, they couldn't help but be startled.
Among them, a gangster with dyed green hair pointed at Ye Zihao with an angry look and cursed: "You bastard!! Wait a minute, sir? If you have anything to say, just say it, and fart if you have one! I'll wait a minute."
One of them will kill you!"
"Brother, I advise you not to talk so arrogantly, otherwise you will look good when you stay."
Ye Zihao reminded him coldly and said.
"Fart!! I was born to be so stupid, what's wrong? Do you have any fucking objections?"
The green-haired boy retorted very arrogantly.
At this time, Ye Zihao said coldly, "No objection!! You are asking for your skills, I have no objection, but what I want to say is, if you are sensible, just admit your mistakes, otherwise... Haha! Use it.
What your boss said just now made me so angry that I was even afraid of myself."
"Yeah? What the fuck are you doing? I recognize you as my uncle! If I admit even half a word wrong, I will take your fucking last name!!"
The green-haired boy responded very arrogantly.
"Qiangzi! Why are you talking so much nonsense to him? Go ahead and break his legs!"
The mourning dog beside him cursed angrily.
"Yes!! Boss!" The green-haired boy nodded, and then rushed forward first.
As a result, just as he started running, he suddenly felt something flying towards his face.
By the time he saw clearly that the water glass was coming towards him, it was already too late for him to avoid it.
"Crack!"
The next second, his face was scalded by hot water, and his whole face hurt as if it was on fire.
"Ouch! Ouch! My face! Ouch! Ouch!" The green-haired boy had a painful expression and kept covering his injured face.
At this time, Ye Zihao said coldly, "I told you to stop being so silly just now!! What happened? Now you know the consequences, right?"
"Oh shit!!"
"Brothers, copy the guy!!"
When Sang Gou saw his people being attacked by surprise, he was so angry that his whole body was filled with anger. When he saw his men directly picking up chairs, they looked like they wanted to rush up and fight Ye Hao.
"paralysis!!"
"You are the only ones who know how to copy guys? Brothers!! Come with Brother Hao!! Let's copy guys too!"
When the male colleagues of "Pretty Woman Company" saw how arrogant these gangsters were, they also picked up their chairs and looked as if they were ready to fight.
Seeing his brothers working together like this, Ye Zihao felt indescribably proud and gratified. However, these people were gangsters and were usually ruthless in their attacks, so he naturally did not want anyone in the company to get hurt.
So, he shouted loudly: "Brothers!! You don't need to take action, just watch my performance."
Say it!
Ye Zihao rushed forward quickly and rushed to the front immediately.
"Yeah? Watching your performance? I'll perform like your uncle!! I'll crush you to death!"
Say it!
A gangster didn't like Ye Zihao, so he picked up a chair and threw it directly at Ye Zihao.
"snort!"
Ye Zihao snorted coldly, then suddenly came out and punched the chair through. His fist went straight through the chair and hit the gangster in the face.
"No...don't!"
In an instant, the gangster was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes because he saw that the fist was about to hit him in the face.
However, at this moment, when his fist was still a few centimeters away from the gangster's face, he suddenly stopped.
The gangster felt that his face was okay, so he slowly opened his eyes and squinted, looking at Ye Zihao's fist, which was almost close to his face.
"Huh!! Fortunately...fortunately I didn't hit you!!"
The gangster breathed a long sigh of relief, and at this time, Ye Zihao teased disdainfully and said, "Really?"
Say it!
His arm shook, and his fist seemed to grow a few centimeters out of thin air, hitting the gangster's nose hard.
"Ouch!"
In an instant, the gangster let out a sharp scream, and he felt that his nose was sore for a while, and the nosebleeds spurted out as if they were free of charge.
"You deserve it! I told you not to hang up, especially in front of me!" Ye Zihao reprimanded him coldly, and then the next second, he suddenly stretched out his right leg and kicked forward, directly hitting the gangster's abdomen.
"Bang!!"
There was a dull sound, and the gangster flew out directly, knocking over a bunch of tables and chairs.
"The sun is so fierce?"
At this time, Sang Gou's eyes were wide open. He had just seen Ye Zihao kill his men with just a few simple moves.
Simple!
rough!
direct!
Nima!! Who is he?
Sangou was not stupid either. He could see that Ye Zihao was quite capable. At this time, he asked cautiously, "You brat! Who are you?"
"You want to know?" Ye Zihao asked.
Sangou cursed angrily and said, "Nonsense!! I don't want to know, so why are you paralyzed?"
"You want to know, why are you still talking so arrogantly? Brother!! You are out of luck."
A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across Ye Zihao's eyes, and then he exerted force on his toes, and his whole body rushed forward as if he transformed into a black shadow.
"I...fuck!! Don't come over here!"
The mourning dog was so frightened that he quickly backed away, but as soon as he turned around and took a few steps, he felt as if someone was pulling his hair.
As a result, he was forcefully pulled back.
"Ouch!! My head! It hurts...it hurts me so much!! Ouch!"
The mourning dog grinned in pain. At this time, he felt that his hair was numb for a while, as if he was being pricked by needles.
"call!"
Ye Zihao blew the remaining hair on his hands and said coldly: "Don't you want to know who I am? Why are you walking so fast?"
"Paralysis!! Do you fucking know who I am? My name is Sangdog! I have the final say in this area, damn it! Even if you beat me down here today, as long as I am fine, you can't even think of leaving this area!
!Fuck you!”
The mourning dog glared at Ye Zihao angrily and threatened loudly.
"Oh? You're already like this, and you're still so arrogant? It seems that I taught you a little lightly."
Say it!
Ye Zihao grabbed the mourning dog by the collar and punched him twice without saying a word.
"Bang bang!"
After two punches, Mangou's eyelids were swollen to the size of eggs, and he cursed at the top of his lungs, "What the hell!! Are you fucking crazy? I clearly said that this area is under my control, yet you still hit me
I?"
"So what if this area is under your control? Do you know that the entire Jiangcheng City is under my brother's control?"
Ye Zihao snorted disdainfully and said.
"The entire Jiangcheng City is under the control of your brother. You...who is your brother?"
Suddenly, the mourning dog had an ominous premonition and asked in confusion.
"You want to know? Okay! But I'm going to give you a good beating before you talk!"
Say it!
Ye Zihao punched and kicked the mourning dog for a while.