"Which claw was stretched out just now?" Ye Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was careless, but it scared Huang She and others...

"You, what are you going to do?" Huang She said in horror.

"What are you doing? Which claw is stretched out just now? I will destroy it myself. This matter will be cancelled. Otherwise..." Ye Qing's eyes flashed with a cold light...

"No...no..." Huang She turned his right hand over as if he was conditioned reflex...

Obviously, it was the right hand that committed the crime...

"Hmph, it seems that you don't want it?" Ye Qing snorted coldly.

It seems that his reputation is not as terrible as Du Chun, Hong Tao and the others say...

"No, I want to, he wants to!" A follower behind him nodded suddenly.

"I'd like to have a hammer... wuwu..."

Before Huang's words were finished, another follower covered Huang's mouth directly, and the remaining follower was even more ruthless. He brought a stick from somewhere and ruthlessly rushed towards Huang's right arm...

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of the broken arm sounded, obviously, the stick was really not at all...

"Aoao... Damn it, you dare to hit me, you are dead. Let me tell you, and you two, you actually helped outsiders to break my arm, you are all dead!" Huang ejaculated so much that he kept yelling, and kept threatening the three of them...

"Mr. Huang, believe me, you will be grateful to me!" The follower who interrupted Huang Za's arm was not afraid, but instead said to Huang Za with a serious look on his face.

"I'm grateful to you uncle..." Huang She was furious.

You're not sick, are you?

I broke my arm and turned my elbow out. I still want me to be grateful to you?

I'll fuck you to death!

"Mr. Huang, what he said is true. You will definitely be grateful to the three of us!" said the follower who grabbed Huang Xiu.

"Master Ye, are you still satisfied?" said the follower who took action.

"Get out, tell Huang Binglin. This time, I won't care about it for his sake. There will be another time...hum!" Ye Qing snorted coldly and walked into the store without looking back.

The store manager was stunned...

He read that right?

That's Mr. Huang?

Not only was he kicked down by someone, his few of his bad guys actually ruined Mr. Huang in order to curry favor with that person?

God, what is this young man from?

There are a few old fried dough sticks who often hang out in this mall. Many people know his background. They run martial arts schools at home and are very good at being an ordinary gangster. Each one can beat ten!

The family is very rich and the official has a strong relationship, but now, it is like a dead dog being beaten, and it is his own hand. It is simply incredible...

"You three are dead, you are dead! I must let my grandpa kill you!"

Huang Sho shouted.

"Mr. Huang, you should save money. I dare to guarantee that the master will definitely reward us. On the contrary, it is you, it is probably not easy to pass this level..." A follower said leisurely...

Grandmaster Huang opened a martial arts school and had many disciples. The three followers behind Huang She could be said to be his disciples...

"Yes, Mr. Huang, you should think about yourself first. I hope the master will not take ruthless actions..." said another follower.

"What's going on today with you three guys? That man named Ye, Grandmaster Ye? What a joke, which Grandmaster is so young?"

"And even if he is the master, my grandfather is also the master. I'm afraid you guys, the unpromising guys, are you really obedient and cut off one arm. Are you still my grandfather's disciples?" Huang She said depressedly.

These three guys were quite reliable in the past, what happened today...

"Mr. Huang, are you really a great man. Is Master Ye an ordinary master? That is the master killer. Even Master Zhou and Grand Master Qi died at his hands. Do you think Master is afraid?" The followers said speechlessly.

"Master Killer? Grand Master Qi? He... He is the Master Ye who killed Grandpa Qi Yunhai?" Huang She suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this...

It turned out to be him?

Others don’t know that Qi Yunhai is quite familiar with him!

He also knew a little about Qi Yunhai's grandfather being killed during the competition, but not much, just listened to it.

"Now it's Grandmaster Ye. It is said that he broke through when competing with Grandmaster Qi. Grandmaster Qi is dead. Master Qi is probably not an opponent. How did the Qi family lose? Master Qi Hao is abolished and Grandmaster Qi is dead. But it was all caused by the prodigal son of Qi Yunhai..."

"Now, that Grandmaster Ye is the largest iron plate in the entire Hedong Province. You are still silly pounding up..." The followers shook their heads one by one, looking at Huang Qiu with a sympathetic look on their faces...

When I go back, I let my master know, but I don’t know how to deal with him yet...

"It was him? I got offended by him and was still alive..."

Huang Sho said in a daze.

Even Grandmaster Zhou and Grandmaster Qi are dead. What a fuck?

His grandfather is just a master, he is nicknamed the master killer...

"So, Mr. Huang, I said just now, you will definitely be grateful for me for breaking your arm!" One of the followers said.

"Idiot, why didn't you take a little harder just now? What's wrong with the more you hit? Anyway, I'm going to the hospital. I wonder if Master Ye is relieved. Will he tell my grandpa..." Huang She murmured.

If his grandfather knew that he had provoked Master Ye, he would not know if he would hang him up and beat him up...

"Mr. Huang, you must tell the master about this matter. Even if Master Ye doesn't say it, we dare not hide it..." The followers said with a wry smile.

Who dares to hide such a big thing?

If he offended Ye Qing, if he was not angry and came to the door, who would have to bear the responsibility...

On the other hand, the shop manager stood respectfully beside Ye Qing, serving in a flattering manner, and enthusiastically introduced every piece of clothing that Su Xiner and He Qian liked.

There is no way, I can't afford to offend. Even Mr. Huang ended up like this. What is the manager of a mere shop?

"Mr. Ye, you spent a total of 123,700 yuan. You are a distinguished customer in our store, so you don't want it. Just put a lot of money into it!" said the manager.

The waiters on the side were shocked...

Erase fractions?

What a joke? Usually, even if the clothes in their shop are wiped off a fraction, they usually wiped off the seven hundred.

Those who can erase 3,700 are either friends that the manager is very close to, or are noble people the manager wants to curry favor with, and they don’t care about this fraction.

But what the hell is it to erase 23,700 yuan?

Can 20,000 be considered a fraction?

They only earn 10,000 or 20,000 yuan in a month when they sell clothes here, and they are less than a fraction of this...
Chapter completed!