"What? Do you know the whereabouts of Ye Zihao? Tell me quickly, where is he now?"
After hearing the news, Poison Saint could not help but become excited.
Because he dreams of killing Ye Zihao!
"Owner!"
"I'm currently following Ye Zihao secretly. I'll send you the real-time location!! But when you come over, don't bring too many people with you. I'm afraid Ye Zihao will notice it."
Ye Zihao said something deliberately.
"Yes! What you said makes sense. For a cunning person like Ye Zihao, if too many people come over, all he needs to do is to alert the snake!! Fei Ying, keep an eye on me, I will come over now! Remember, be sure to do it!"
Don’t let him notice it, okay?”
The Poison Saint spoke with a serious tone and gave his instructions seriously.
"no problem!"
Ye Zihao nodded and then hung up the phone.
After putting away the phone, the sneer on Ye Zihao's lips became more and more playful.
"Poison Saint!! Am I cunning?"
"Haha, to deal with a cunning person like you, don't be cunning! How can you do that?"
Ye Zihao said lightly.
…
An hour later!
A black BMW X6 appeared at the door of a long-abandoned warehouse.
After a while, a man stepped out of the car... Poison Saint!
Originally, Poison Saint wanted to bring more people over, but he was worried that they might alert others, so he decided to come alone.
Because he felt that with his current strength, it would be very easy to kill Ye Zihao.
At this time, Poison Saint sent Feiying a text message and asked where he was.
After a while, Feiying replied with a text message, saying that he was staring at Ye Zihao in the warehouse.
"Very good!"
Poison Saint looked excited because he was worried that Ye Zihao had escaped just now. Now that Ye Zihao is in the warehouse, he can send Poison Saint to hell today.
Soon, Poison Saint sneaked into the warehouse.
But when he entered the warehouse, he found that there was no one inside.
Forehead?
Didn't Fei Ying say that Ye Zihao was inside? But where was Ye Zihao?
Poison Saint couldn't help but feel suspicious, and then he sent a text message to Fei Ying again.
"Flying Eagle!! Where is Ye Zihao?" Poison Saint asked via text message.
Originally, he thought that Feiying would reply to him via text message, but what he didn't expect was that this time, Feiying actually called him directly.
"Is he stupid? Wouldn't it alarm Ye Zihao if he made a phone call?"
Poison Saint groaned secretly, then answered the phone and reprimanded in a low voice: "Flying Eagle!! What's wrong with you? It's easy to scare someone off by making a phone call."
"Really? Poison Saint!! Are you afraid that I will know?"
At this time, Ye Zihao did not use the voice changer to speak, but used his original voice to speak rather playfully.
"What?"
"Yi Zihao!!! Is that you?"
At this moment, Poison Saint was completely shocked.
Because he never thought that Ye Zihao would use his identity as a flying eagle to lure him here!!
Since the flying eagle is fake, does that mean that the flying eagle is dead?
"That's right!! It's me!"
"Come out, Poison Saint!!"
At this time, in a corner, a figure appeared first. This person was none other than the man on the phone... Ye Zihao!
"Son of a bitch!"
The Poison Saint cursed unwillingly, and then he did not hide his identity, but walked out directly.
"Yi Zihao!!! How brave are you? You dare to pretend to be a flying eagle and lure me here? You don't know! Will you die if you do this?"
The Poison Saint had a serious expression and said something in a sinister tone.
"die?"
"Haha, are you referring to yourself? Poison Saint!!"
There was a trace of disdain on Ye Zihao's lips, and he retorted coldly.
"presumptuous!!"
"Yi Zihao, do you think I am still the Poison Saint before? Let me tell you!! If you think so, you are totally wrong!!"
"Since I was defeated by you last time, I have been working hard and practicing martial arts day and night!! In order to defeat you!! Now my strength is!! Close to God!! In today's world, no one can defeat me except God.
He is my opponent!!"
…
Poison Saint said coldly with a gloomy expression.
After he was injured by Ye Zihao last time, it took him a long time to recover his body.
Since that time, Poison Saint has made up his mind to practice martial arts hard in order to one day be able to kill Ye Zihao with his own hands and avenge his previous humiliation.
And now, the opportunity has finally come!!
"Oh? Really? After hearing what you said, your strength has become terrifying?" Ye Zihao said coldly, disapprovingly.
"Hmph!! What tone are you talking about? Do you think I'm joking? Ye Zihao!! You are so naive!! I want to kill you all the time, and I never have a joking attitude! Killing you! is the biggest problem in my life.
Wish!! I won’t be willing to accept your death!”
Poison Shengxun reprimanded and cursed loudly.
"Haha, then continue to be unwilling! Even if you die, you can't defeat me!! Poison Saint, I advise you to give up on this idea. If you want to kill me but can't, then
Then you will just die with your eyes open."
Ye Zihao sneered disdainfully and said coldly.
"presumptuous!!"
"Yi Zihao, do you really think I'm joking? In that case!! Then let me show you my true power!"
Having said this, Poison Saint's eyes flashed with a hint of chill.
The next second, he exerted force on his toes, and like an arrow piercing the clouds, he rushed straight over with a "swish" sound.
speed!!
It is obviously dozens of times faster than the previous fight!!
"What?"
At this time, Ye Zihao's eyes widened because he couldn't believe that Poison Saint was actually faster than before.
Moreover, the speed increases so quickly!!
"Yi Zihao!! Don't be scared?"
"Ha ha ha ha!!"
"There's something even scarier!! Let's see the moves!"
…
After saying that, the Poison Saint roared angrily, and like a phantom, he appeared in front of Ye Hao out of thin air.
"Go to hell!!"
The Poison Saint gritted his teeth and punched Ye Zihao suddenly.
"not good!!"
After Ye Zihao saw this, he immediately stretched out his hand to block.
"Bang!!"
At this moment, Poison Saint's fist hit Ye Zihao's arm!!
At that moment, Ye Zihao felt that the bones in his arm were about to burst, and his whole arm was numb with pain.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
…
Perhaps the power of Poison Saint's punch was too terrifying, forcing Ye Zihao to take several steps back sharply.
By the time he stabilized his body, his arm was so painful that it felt like it was about to break.
"hiss……!"
Ye Zihao frowned tightly and couldn't help but take a breath of air.
Oh shit!
Why did Poison Saint's strength suddenly increase so much?
Ye Zihao gritted his teeth and said something very wary in his heart.