When Ye Hao walked to the door, Mo Ziyun suddenly said to Yang Haiming and Liu Kai, "You two, go and stop him for me." ”

Hiss!

Yang Haiming and Liu Kai suddenly gasped, glanced at each other, and then looked sideways at Mo Ziyun, shook their heads, and looked bitter.

"Mr. Mo, we don't dare to stop the boss." Yang Haiming is telling the truth, Ye Hao is leaving, who dares to stop him and Liu Kai?

Seeing that what he said didn't work, Mo Ziyun frowned, and then chased after the person outside the door.

"Ye Hao, stop!" Ye Hao, who had already walked down half of the steps, suddenly heard a low voice from Mo Ziyun behind him.

Well?

Ye Hao turned to look at Mo Ziyun, and saw her willow eyebrows furrowed, with a serious look on her face: "What's wrong?" ”

Mo Ziyun walked to Ye Hao's side in a few steps, and then dragged him into the villa with a pull, she used her strength to eat, her face was red, and she felt that Ye Hao was like a cow, a thief.

"I'm not worried about you just passing over like this, I'll check your body." Mo Ziyun said breathlessly while pulling Ye Hao sideways.

"You want to check my body? Do you know the art of medicine? Ye Hao was a little confused.

The two of them dragged up the steps and stood outside the hall door, Mo Ziyun gasped and looked at Ye Hao with a red face: "You, you lift your clothes and I'll look at the wound." ”

"I'm fine."

"Lift it up!" When Mo Ziyun said it for the second time, he grabbed the hem of Ye Hao's shirt directly.

Then, Yang Haiming and Liu Kai inside saw Mr. Mo and the boss standing at the door, one was about to take off their clothes, and the other was holding their clothes and not letting them take off, and the picture was a little spicy. No matter how you look at it, do you think the roles should be reversed?

In the end, Ye Hao compromised, he directly lifted his shirt, revealing his unscarred chest: "Look, I said it's all right." ”

Seeing Ye Hao's strong chest, there were indeed no scars, however, the terrifying wound after the bullet pierced yesterday was now not a trace in sight.

Mo Ziyun even forgot to be shy, she reached out and touched Ye Hao's previous wound, and suddenly felt that there were two eyes on her right looking at this side.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Yang Haiming and Liu Kai looking at this side with extremely shocked eyes, and then looking at her own movements, Mo Ziyun suddenly had a feeling that she wanted to dig a hole and get into it.

"What do you see? I'm checking Ye Hao's injuries. Mo Ziyun planned to make a plan, and glared at Liu Yang and the others inside with a righteous face.

Ye Hao put down his clothes and said softly: "Now believe it, can you let me go?" ”

"The martial arts conference starts at one o'clock in the afternoon, and there is no hurry to go again after eating." Mo Ziyun reached out again and grabbed Ye Hao's wrist.

Ye Hao suddenly stared at Mo Ziyun calmly: "Are you hiding something from me?" ”

Mo Ziyun didn't dare to look directly into Ye Hao's eyes, she lowered her head in a little panic, and said softly: "I called the Martial Arts Association last night, and I gave up and abstained." ”

Hearing this, Ye Hao frowned violently: "Why?" ”

Mo Ziyun suddenly raised his head, his eyes were a little red, and he looked at Ye Hao and said with some excitement: "You were already injured like that yesterday, I don't want to watch you die, Wen Chaolong and they are all people who eat people and don't spit out bones, do you understand?" ”

"Even if you can't get Donghu Bay, even if Xishang Group closes, it's better than losing your life." Mo Ziyun's chest rose and fell violently, his eyes became redder and redder, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Mo Ziyun thought about it for a long time last night, she felt that Ye Hao's injury was too serious, and there was only one night and more than half a day, even if he was in good health, he would still compete with an injury.

Whether it is Wen Chaolong or Shen Feilong, it is not a day or two in the West Sea, if Ye Hao insists on going, it will be the consequence of Shenma?

As soon as Mo Ziyun remembered the moment when Ye Hao flew to block the bullet for her, she felt a heart-wrenching pain. Therefore, last night she called the organizers of the Xihai Martial Arts Association, and Xishang Group abstained.

Seeing Mo Ziyun crying, Ye Hao sighed, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Mo Ziyun's eyes, and said softly: "I told you, the land of Donghu Bay is only one aspect, if I don't go today, they will still come to me, even you and Xiaobao." ”

At this moment, Yang Haiming hurriedly ran out of it, he was still holding the mobile phone in his ear, and said hurried to Ye Hao: "Boss, Heizi called, saying that Senior Wang had a fight with someone else in the martial arts hall. also said that Senior Wang was injured! ”

The senior Wang in Yang Haiming's mouth is Wang Wen, Ye Hao didn't expect these two masters and apprentices to pass so early. It is also possible that Wang Wen and Heizi didn't know about their injuries at all, and went to cheer for themselves.

"Let's go, Ziyun, you call the Martial Arts Association, I want to participate in today's martial arts conference if I am qualified, and I will also participate if I am not qualified, you have to believe me!" Ye Hao looked sideways at Mo Ziyun and whispered, he knew that Mo Ziyun was worried about herself, but she didn't know her almost BT repair ability.

Watching Ye Hao take the two of them towards the black wrangler quickly, Mo Ziyun gritted her teeth and followed with steps, she took out her mobile phone and flipped out the phone number of the person in charge of the Xihai Martial Arts Association.

The martial arts conference was held in the martial arts hall in the Xihai Martial Arts Association, which was similar to Shen Feilong's martial arts hall, with a ring in the middle, stands and a rostrum around it.

The difference is that the martial arts hall here is larger and can accommodate about a thousand spectators.

At this time, there were not too many people in the audience in the martial arts hall, and it was estimated that there were two or three hundred people in all directions, and not even media reporters saw one.

Wen Chaolong, who was wearing a white suit, sat on the rostrum, and there were several people sitting next to him, namely Long Qinghuai, Du Wenying, and Wu Mei, Shen Feilong, who was wearing sunglasses in a wheelchair, and several heads of the Martial Arts Association.

Long Qinghuai was not going to come, after all, he thought that "Ye Hao" was dead, but he was a little curious about the gameplay of the West Sea Martial Arts Conference, so he came over, and he was still sitting in the main position.

There is no referee in this competition, and the rule is that whoever does not throw the ring first will lose. Or if you are beaten to the point that you can't stand up, you are also a loser!

At this time, there was a young man with dark skin and tendons in the ring, who was fighting with Wang Wen.

Wang Wenwen came to watch Ye Hao's competition, and he also wanted to bring Heizi over to open his eyes, but not long after entering, he saw that there were not many people, so he was ready to go out and rest for a while.

At this moment, a man suddenly hit the sunspot hard, and the two young people immediately quarreled. Within two minutes, the two were scuffling together.

Although Heizi followed Wang Wenwu, he didn't know what this dark-skinned guy was about, and he was beaten to the ground in a few rounds.

Wang Wenda's apprentice was beaten inexplicably, so he naturally stepped forward to ask for an explanation, but the dark-skinned man punched Wang Wen without saying a word.

After a few moves, the two went straight to the ring.

After getting into the ring, Wang Wen became more and more frightened, because he found that the young man in front of him was not only ruthless, but also had very peculiar moves, and there was a faint surge of vitality between his fists and feet. Only then did he realize that the man in front of him turned out to be an ancient martial artist!

And some people around can see that the young man in the ring is Zeng Chao, the boxing champion who has won the championship of the Xuzhou underground boxing tournament for five consecutive years.

On the rostrum, Wen Chaolong turned his head to Long Qinghuai beside him, pointed at Wang Wen, who had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth in the ring, and sneered: "Mr. Long, this person is one of the original fierce men in Xihai, Wang Wen." Later, he was blinded in one eye and followed Ye Hao. It's just that I didn't expect him to dare to come over today. ”

"That young man is the underground boxing champion Zeng Chao. The relationship with Du Lao is not ordinary, and he is an ancient warrior. Let's see how Wang Wen dies later! ”

At this moment, a middle-aged man on the far right side of the rostrum walked up to Wen Chaolong and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Wen, just now Mr. Mo of Xishang Group called me and said that she would not abstain and would come to participate in the martial arts competition. You see......"

"Mo Ziyun is still not dead? Who did she invite? Wen Chaolong turned his head and glanced at his side, and then laughed again: "There are all masters around me, no matter who comes today, she Mo Ziyun will lose, you can agree with her." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, picked up his phone and quickly sent a message back to Mo Ziyun.

At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared at the gate, led by Ye Hao, and he walked into the martial arts hall with a calm gaze. Mo Ziyun walked beside him, and Liu Kai and Yang Haiming leaned slightly behind.

"Is it Ye Hao?" Zhao Qingxue, who was standing behind Shen Feilong, was the first to see Ye Hao who walked inside.

Hearing the sound, Long Qinghuai and Wen Chaolong looked up at the door one after another, and when they saw Ye Hao's face, their faces changed drastically for no reason, and they gasped.

Wen Chaolong almost fell to the ground in fright. He rubbed his eyes, and looked at Long Qinghuai with shock and doubt, and his eyes seemed to say: Mr. Long, didn't you say that Ye Hao was dead?

Long Qinghuai felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up, the muscles on his cheeks twitched rapidly, he took out his mobile phone, and immediately turned out Mo Ziming's number and dialed it.

The phone was quickly connected, Long Qinghuai lowered his head, lowered his voice and said with a roar: "Mo Ziming, did you say that Ye Hao was killed by you?" How did he come to the martial arts tournament? Was he resurrected, or was he not dead at all? You tell me clearly! ”