e.Lin Yao is still apologizing to herself, but someone comes to her door again.Lin Yao was about to walk out, but Ye Hao waved to her and signaled him to stay in the room.as for Wu Xiaohu and others,...Chapter 1467
is dead!
is really dead!
the elite of the great nation at the moment, there is no legendary excitement, no legendary vengeance.
when they looked at Ye Hao, there was only fear, endless fear.
Taekwondo three saints, eight heavenly kings, such people all died in front of their own eyes.
especially Ye Hao's methods are unthinkable.
if he was able to crush these people by using some killing tricks, special tricks and so on, everyone would understand.
but Ye Hao used his right hand and slapped a master like Duan Shui to death with a simple slap.
this slap is almost magical!
at the moment, the elite of many great countries are incomparably afraid!
all this is like a nightmare that you can't wake up.
although they are outnumbered and outnumbered, they all have firearms on hand.
but at the moment, no one dares to fight to the death.
Ye Hao pulled out a tissue and wiped his fingers indifferently: "get down on your knees and surrender, and I won't kill you."
on your knees
surrender
there are more than a hundred outstanding men left at the scene, all of whom have the impulse to vomit blood.
many of them are retired soldiers from Bangguo, with good strength.
although they are a little scared now, they dare not come forward at all.
but the problem is, one person makes a group of people kneel!
this Ye Shizi is also too arrogant! That's crazy!
how could he be so humiliating
"Kill him! Kill him and avenge the Ann representative! "
several elite leaders at the level of leadership can't help but come forward with convulsions in the corners of their eyes.
"if they don't die, we will all die. Mr. Park and Representative Li will not leave us alone!"
A group of elite smells and words are all murderous in the light of their eyes.
"impudence!"
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this time, it is the mouth of Tu Han in the Tang Dynasty.
he can't allow a bunch of losers to insult the chief coach.
Tang Rentu's right hand pressed on the handle of the knife, and the cold light flashed. He had just opened his mouth and several leaders had not had time to respond, but their bodies had fallen toward him.
the moment they fell to the ground, their eyes were full of incredible expressions, but they could not imagine that Tang Rentu's random knife could not be stopped.
is this the strength of the Ares level
Ye Hao glanced at the crowd and said faintly, "I wanted to give you a way to live, but since I don't want to live, I'll send you on your way!"
hearing Ye Hao's words, the faces of more than 100 elites present are extremely ugly.
but looking at the indifferent Ye Hao and the Tang Rentu standing with the sword, the remaining courage and murderous intention of these people have now disappeared.
people like this are too strong!
at this time, the door of the villa was knocked open with a bang.
next, dozens of armed cars were seen coming in.
then the car door opened wide, and the sergeant with a hundred Tang Dao at his waist came down and immediately surrounded the elite of these great countries.
"Tang Dao Camp! It is the legendary Tang Dao Camp!
among these elites, the only remaining leader has participated in the Eurasian War.
his eyes fell on Ye Hao, and a moment later, a figure like a god appeared in his mind.
he didn't think about this possibility at all before, but at the moment, the man in front of him coincides with the figure in the legend.
"bang!"
the next moment, the last remaining leader fell to his knees.
"Chief Coach!"
"you are the head coach of Tang Dao Camp!"
"No wonder we lost, no wonder we lost!"
this leader has a crazy look on his face, and the chief coach of Tang Daoying shouted that his own group of people are simply looking for death!
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