a token of the Daxia Wushu League in his hand, with a smile on his face.Xie Rulong's eyelids jumped straight, and the next moment he said slowly, "it turned out to be the representative of the famous...Chapter 2779

Ye Jiufeng covered her face, looking ugly to the extreme.

in the face of Ye Hao, who is not afraid of death, such a character who is even more ruthless than him, he really has a feeling that he wants to cry without tears.

Ye Jiufeng is already weak at the bottom of his heart, but he has been so high for a long time that he can't put down his dignity and beg for mercy at this moment.

and he knows very well that now if he just goes down on his knees and begs for mercy, whether it is Ye Jiufeng or Ye Wei, it will become the biggest joke in the two cities of Hong Kong and gambling.

"I'll give you one last chance to break your right hand and get down on your knees and kowtow to Mrs. Tang to apologize."

"otherwise, you will die!"

Ye Haofeng's light mouth has already announced Ye Jiufeng's fate.

just when Ye Jiufeng looked ferocious and was ready to break his right hand.

at this time, there was a loud roar in the sky.

then I saw ten huge black machines roaring in.

these are helicopter gunships. They come from far and near, cutting across the sea, carrying unspeakable viciousness and sensual smell.

in an almost unresponsive moment, the gunships sped to the top of the garden villa.

then a giant firearm protruded from the cabin and locked all the Ye Wei in the field.

then there was a voice of indifference in mid-air.

"this is the main guard of the gambling gate in Hong Kong."

"We have taken over this place."

"take the gun and don't kill!"

hearing this, Ye Jiufeng, who was covering her face, changed her face and was finished!

and those Ye Wei elites are all soft one by one, the firearm in the hand "splat" fell to the ground.

these people, domineering in Hong Kong and gambling cities, dare to step on everyone's face.

but who dares to dominate in front of the doorman

Ye Yunfei subconsciously said, "the doorman is back!"

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Ye Hao subconsciously squinted at the team like a torrent of steel in mid-air, with an expression of interest on his face.

Ye Wenzheng, the owner of the gambling gate in Hong Kong, is kind of interesting.

came back from abroad with thousands of troops

is this coming back to save relatives Or come back to the King of diligence

as Ye Hao watched with interest, the helicopters descended in turn and stopped in the empty garden.

then, while Sen Leng's firearm locked the crowd, the cabin opened.

then saw more than two dozen men in black uniforms jump down, all with firearms in their hands, staring coldly at everyone in the field.

their deadly spirit is a bit more terrible than those Ye Wei, the most important thing is the kind of pessimism about life and death, people can't help but fear.

Hong Kong gambling leaf gate is guarded by the owner of the door.

this is one of the strongest cards in Hong Kong gambling.

and the doorman comes, on behalf of the doorman.

soon, several men and women, old and young, who looked like ordinary people, came out, just like tourists on a tour group, no different from ordinary people.

but Ye Hao recognized at a glance that these people are all top experts, but their breath is so well concealed that ordinary people can't see any clue at all.

it can be said that these people are the elite among the bodyguards.

finally, a young woman in a black suit with a ponytail came out with an umbrella and a tall, handsome middle-aged man.

at the moment when this middle-aged man walked out, no one cared about what he was wearing, but at the moment, he seemed to naturally become the center of the world.

Ye Wenzheng, the master of gambling in Hong Kong!

one of the people at the top of the Great Summer pyramid of power.

:. : 8isgusting!"the voice fell, and Ye Hao clapped and scanned the table with his left hand.A disposable chopstick flies directly out of the table.at this moment, a creepy feeling appeared in the heart of...