ust a clown. " Ye Hao said faintly."Yes!" Wu Xiaohu did not dare to ask any more questions. Since the real play had not yet begun, he would just keep watching."then this woman." Wu Xiaohu looked at Zh...Chapter 5357

5: 00 p.m.

after a walk, Ye Hao finally walked into the storm pavilion with Prince du and Doug.

this place has been carefully arranged, and there are many antique calligraphy and paintings hanging on the pillars.

Hainan Huanghua pear sofa, which is specially borrowed from the Xing family, is very suitable.

it's just that, as Doug reported before, the place is a mess.

several coffee tables were smashed to pieces.

there are many fragments of official kiln lid bowls on the ground.

in addition, there are several female disciples from Tianmen Village standing on one side with their faces covered, looking black and blue.

and on the sofa, three people sat down.

in addition to his old acquaintances Qiu Feng Han and Mo Xin, Ye Hao's attention fell on the third person.

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this is an old man in a Tang suit, less than 1.6 meters tall at most, playing with a string of onyx in the warring States period, with an unspeakable demeanor on his face.

it's like anything can be decided because of him.

it is obvious that he is Lin Mosheng of the Lin family in southern Jiangsu.

and in addition to these three, behind the cold autumn wind and Mo Xin, there are several men and women in ancient costumes.

these people have sparkling eyes and bulging temples.

obviously, they are all martial arts masters.

moreover, it is the supercilious kind.

it is obvious that in their eyes, Tianmen Village, which ranks at the bottom of the holy land of martial arts, is simply ignored by them.

when he saw someone approaching, Lin Mo-sheng clapped his right hand on the coffee table beside him and heard a click, and the coffee table cracked.

then Lin Mosheng said angrily, "son of a bitch, is that punk Ye Hao here or not"

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"Qiu Da Shao and I have been waiting here for an hour!"

"if he doesn't have the sincerity to talk, he doesn't cherish this opportunity!"

"then don't blame me for not giving him a chance!"

Qiufeng Han recognized Ye Hao, but now he didn't see it, but smiled faintly and said, "Old Lin, maybe someone surnamed Ye doesn't take you seriously at all"

"after all, he prides himself on being a representative of the Great Xia Wushu League. He has done a lot of meritorious service and has a high status."

Lin Mosheng snorted coldly, "in the martial arts in the rivers and lakes, who doesn't know that the representative of the Great Xia Wu League is just a false post"

"moreover, a man surnamed Ye picked the matter of Tianzhu's proud regiment. Who knows whether it is true or not" Who knows how much moisture there is "

"in the final analysis, it's just a god created to create an international image of the Great Xia Wushu League."

"does that kid really think he's somebody"

"if you don't like to see him later, the old man can slap his head into a watermelon."

while speaking, Lin Mosheng kicked the coffee table in front of him again, with an arrogant and domineering attitude.

Ye Hao just stepped into the storm pavilion and said faintly, "I don't know if my head will turn into a watermelon."

"but I do know that one coffee table is worth 100 million."

"if you don't lose money for a while, I'm afraid no one can go."

when he saw that Prince du was half a step behind Ye Hao, Lin Mosheng immediately knew that this was the Lord.

he reined in his anger at the moment, looked up at Ye Hao, and then said with a meaningful smile, "Ye is really young and vigorous. I don't know about heaven and earth."

"my husband is here today to give you a chance."

"still want me to lose money You might as well send me money! "nking at the moment. Ye Hao, looking faintly at the traffic outside the window, said, "Miss Su, do you think that today I will not compete with Buddha Shijun for this Tianzhu""will everything end peac...