Chapter 1843

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"Yes, Ye Hao is my registered disciple!"

"naturally is my master's apprentice grandson!"

"Yang Jian, I know you are a good shot, but you should also know the strength of my master."

"I hope you can give my master some face!"

"of course, since Ye Hao has offended you and Zhen Shizi, he certainly wants to give you an explanation!"

"I'll tell you what, I'll let him bow three times in front of you, and you will record a video and send it to Zhen Shizi. From then on, all the grudges will go away!"

"is there a problem"

Szeto he stepped forward with full momentum, with an expression that was what I said.

this kind of momentum makes those fierce men in suits secretly call in their hearts that they should give birth to their sons, such as Stu he.

is too fierce!

how dare you say such a thing to Yang Jian!

at this time, Ye Hao came out of the backyard again.

Szeto he squinted at Ye Hao and said coldly, "Ye Hao, I've helped you carry this for your teacher!"

"now go and pay homage to Yang three times in front of the gun, so that your life will be saved!"

"you are welcome to be a teacher, all this is what a teacher should do."

Ye Hao, looking indifferent, walked up to Szeto he and said coldly, "when did I say I wanted to worship under your door"

"Why is your face so big"

"are you out of your mind"

"you!"

"Ye Hao! Don't be ungrateful! " Stu he's face changed wildly. "do you know what you mean when you say that"

"means you can't get shelter from my master!"

"Yang Jian, don't believe this guy, he is my disciple, whether he recognizes it or not, he is!"

now Szeto he wants to strangle Ye Hao directly.

things are going to be sorted out, and I'm about to get my beauty back.

and this guy came out to die

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how can he be so ignorant of life and death

when Wang Lingyue heard the speech in the backyard, she trembled all over: "Ye Hao, why are you so stupid"

"is not a disciple of Szeto he Nor is he the grandson of the master of Qingxu Taoism "

Yang Jian is very interested.

"Boy, I thought you'd recognize the name in order to survive."

"I can't believe you refused to admit it. It's kind of interesting."

Ye Hao said faintly, "do you think I am so stupid as he is that I can save my life by relying on the name of a virtuous Taoist"

"since you are here, you are here with a dead command, not to mention a master of emptiness, even if you carry out the Heavenly King Laozi, you will lose face."

"right Yang Jian. "

Yang Jian said faintly, "that's right."

"I have to admit, you are a smart guy."

"it's a pity that smart people die early."

"you Daxia people say that since ancient times, beauties, like famous generals, are not allowed to see white heads in the world!"

"Today, don't say that you are just the registered grandson of the master of Qingxu Tao. Even if you are his own son, I will kill you!"

"after all, when I take money from others, I have to work for them."

"son of a bitch, I hope you die!"

Wang Lingyue had a dull look on her face. She did not expect that Zhen long had given the death order to kill Ye Hao.

the question is, can Ye Hao escape this bullet without the protection of Chief Qingxu Dao

this time, the car chase is completely different from the last one.

Yang Jian is a killer without blinking an eye.

as he listened to the conversation between the two, he felt humiliated at the moment.

he came forward looking ugly and shouted at Yang Jian: "Yang Jian, what do you mean"

"have you forgotten the tricks of my master, his old man"

"believe it or not, all I need is a phone call, not to mention you, even Zhen long can't stand down!"

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