The prison dragon returns, the stunning CEO chases after me

Yan Xin heard this and told everyone Ye Hao's address.

Finally, someone asked.

"What's his name?"

"Tuoba Hong."

Someone sneered: "A little-known boy dares to kill the son of our great elder."

"He is dead and Jesus cannot protect him!"

After the crowd left, Zhu Wu appeared.

Zhu Wu sat at the main seat in the hall, drinking tea with a smile.

"You said, they killed so many people, how many people will be alive in the end?"

Yan Xin thought for a while.

"With the style we know, if so many people go, none of them can come back."

Zhu Wu burst out laughing.

"Yes, the Alliance people will suffer heavy losses this time."

"No, there will be a big earthquake in the entire cultivator alliance and warrior circle."

"It depends on when this killing feast can stop."

Yan Xin looked at Zhu Wu who was laughing and asked.

"If the matter becomes serious, won't the higher-ups take care of it?"

Zhu Wu chewed melon seeds and said with a half-smile.

"The higher-ups think that the more people die, the better."

"In recent years, cultivators and some warriors have become more and more outrageous."

"Warriors use force to disrupt the ban. You should know the number of times our Dragon Guard Pavilion has taken action over the years."

"It gets more and more every year."

"Not to mention the people from the Cultivator Alliance."

"Every time I come to the city, it's like an evil ghost appears in the world."

"But we still have nothing to do with them."

"This time, someone can take care of them."

On Ye Hao's side, he was sitting at home playing music.

He knew the house would be filled with blood tonight.

Maybe the whole house will be dyed red.

"Ding dong."

The doorbell rang, and Ye Hao, who was sitting on the sofa listening to music, raised the corners of his mouth.

He knew that the hunting time had begun.

"Come in."

He flicked his sleeves and the door opened.

After the door opened, two people wearing delivery boy clothes walked in.

"Sir, this is what you ordered outside."

They held takeout bags and walked towards Ye Hao.

When they approached, Ye Hao suddenly spoke.

"But I haven't ordered takeout."

The man said: "Really? Then let's confirm with you."

"You are Mr. Tuoba Hong..."

Ye Hao raised the corners of his mouth and nodded.

"it's me."

The fat man who spoke walked up to Ye Hao and continued.

"Your mobile phone number is..."

When he came two steps closer, the fat man's murderous intentions were revealed.

He shouted, and a dagger appeared in his hand, heading straight for Ye Hao's throat.

But when he came closer, Ye Hao grabbed the tip of his sword.

Seeing that the dagger could not be saved, the fat man wanted to withdraw the dagger.

But no matter how hard he tried, the dagger couldn't move at all.

At this time, the thin man on the side also appeared behind Ye Hao and stabbed him with a dagger.

But the imagined sound of flesh being pierced by a dagger did not appear.

The thin man was thrown away by the majestic momentum, hit the wall and died immediately.

When the fat man saw it, he immediately dropped the dagger, ran out of the house quickly, and shouted.

"Tuoba Hong is at home."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his throat.

The whole body is getting softer and softer.

He touched his throat, and blood flowed from his throat.

He lay limply on the ground.

As soon as he roared, more than ten people rushed in.

The originally spacious room began to become crowded.

Looking at these people, Ye Hao smiled slightly.

"Are you here to deliver food too?"

A young monk stood up and yelled at Ye Hao.

"Tuoba Hong, you are so brave!"

"How dare you kill our great elder's son!"

"Now, we want you to pay with blood!"

"Yes, if you dare to offend the majesty of our cultivator alliance, you will never be redeemed!"

Listening to their words, Ye Hao smiled.

"The power of the Cultivator Alliance is too great."

"Obviously he almost killed me, and I was just performing the duties of the Dragon Protection Pavilion."

"He was killed by me solely because he wanted to kill me."

Hearing what Ye Hao said, someone yelled loudly.

"Who do you think you are? Can you compare with our Mr. Lu?"

"As a cultivator, his life is more valuable than yours!"

"I'm actually competing with him. Am I worthy?"

Ye Hao chuckled after listening to their words.

"But he was still killed by me."

"I didn't see where Jin Gui was."

Hearing this, someone shouted.

"Everyone, stop talking nonsense with him and kill him directly!"

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In the next eight years, Ye Shuai, the general at that time, was established to settle matters, dismount to save the world, and dominate the general at that time.

Eight years later, he finally came back.

In the sky covered with dark clouds, it suddenly began to rain lightly, and pedestrians on the road fled in droves.

The drizzle fell, and a black figure appeared behind Ye Hao, holding an umbrella for him.

"Shuai Ye, let's go clean up the shop."

Guan Ping, standing behind Ye Hao, spoke softly.

Ye Hao didn't say anything. He looked at the little girl standing under the eaves of the shop, sheltering from the rain, and felt close to her for no reason.

The little girl has two braids and a baby face. She is dressed very simply and looks very cute.

He walked up to the little girl and showed a warm smile.

"Kid, why don't you go home."

The little girl raised her head, looked at Ye Hao and said, "Mom hasn't gotten off work yet, so I just came out to take a look."

"Where is your home? I'll take you home."

"Huyang District."

Ye Hao searched in his memory. It was an old-fashioned community, some distance away from here.

"The community is a bit far away from here, why did you come here alone?"

I don’t know if these words opened up the little girl’s conversational box, or if Ye Hao gave her a sense of intimacy.

"Because my mother loves to come here, sometimes she stays in a daze for a long time here, and every time I ask her, she doesn't say anything."

Seeing the little girl pretending to be angry and looking old-fashioned, Ye Hao smiled and touched her head.

"Except for children, everyone has their own secrets in their hearts."

When the little girl heard this, she pursed her mouth and said, "Who said that, daughters also have their own secrets."

Seeing Nannan pretending to be angry, Ye Hao smiled.

"Then can you tell your uncle your secret?"

Nannan blinked her big, ignorant eyes, looked at Ye Hao, and moved her petite body closer.

"Then I'll tell you alone, don't tell the others."

"Okay, I promise not to tell anyone else."

Nannan whispered: "Actually, I see my mother crying and taking medicine alone every night. I hope her illness will recover soon."

Who said that, Nannan also has her own secret. "

Seeing Nannan pretending to be angry, Ye Hao smiled.

"Then can you tell your uncle your secret?"

Nannan blinked her big, ignorant eyes, looked at Ye Hao, and moved her petite body closer.