< br >Chapter 4014 < br >when he heard Yang Diming's profound words, Ye Hao didn't know how to answer the phone, but could only smile awkwardly. < br >Yang Diming's words made him feel guilty. < br >soon, Ye Hao gave a wry smile, changed his words, and said, "by the way, I don't know what is the third thing about Mr. Yang?" < br >Ye Hao also looked at the Rolex watch on his wrist as he spoke. < br >the two have been chatting for more than half an hour before they know it. After that, he has to board the plane. < br >Yang Diming did not pinch either, but signaled Ye Hao to push him under a gazebo, then smiled and said, "the third thing is not a hassle." < br >"I hope Ye Xiaoyou, you can help me, this old bone, to deal with this last problem." < br >"otherwise, it's really inconvenient if you can't stand up. I believe you can do it by means of little friends, right?" < br >Ye Hao frowned slightly, then whispered, "Old Yang, you are also a martial arts master and a generation of the god of war, so you should know your own body best." < br >"you can recover completely, but it will only take half a year. Can't you wait for half a year, Mr. Yang?" < br >Yang Diming sighed and said, "it's not that I don't want to wait, but that time is running out of time." < br >"after all, the Yang family needs a god of war who can stand up to hold up his last breath." < br >"otherwise, how could one of the three families have the honor?" < br >"I can't stand up. Even if the Yang family is supported by Ye Shao's reputation, it is still a moon in the mirror and a castle in the air." < br >Ye Hao frowned and said, "however, if you are forced to recover now, it will affect your vitality." < br >"it's not worth it to get up six months ahead of time at the cost of three or five years less work." < br >obviously, the last time Ye Hao helped Yang Diming deal with his injury, he knew about his condition. < br >if it hadn't been for this, Ye Hao would have helped Yang Diming stand up. < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({}); < br >Yang Diming sighed and said, "I know, but again, time is running out!" < br >< br >at this moment, Ye Hao's face suddenly changed. < br >the next moment, he darted out to one side and rolled out with Yang Diming in his arms. < br >the next second, a black object fell directly on Yang Diming's wheelchair, turning the wheelchair into a ball of scrap metal. < br >the place in the field is dusty and the gazebo is crumbling. < br >Ye Hao looked over and said coldly, "the coffin?" < br >< br >around the same time, seven Nanyang men in suits appeared. < br >their faces were not concealed at all, but they all carried their hands and looked proud. < br >Yang Diming looked at the scene, his face darkened and said coldly, "carry the coffin and send the funeral messenger." < br >"are you the seven unique people in the South China Sea?" < br >"Seven unique things in the South China Sea?" < br >Ye Hao frowned slightly and opened his mouth subconsciously. < br >the name Niubi is sensational, but Ye Hao has never heard of it before. < br >"Seven unique things in the South China Sea." < br >Yang Diming explained a round in a low voice. < br >"is the seven most skilled people in Nanhai Palace, a killer organization." < br >"these seven people will not shoot easily, but if they do, they will never give up until they reach their goal." < br >"it is estimated that someone will pay a lot of money for Ye Shao's life, or mine." < br >at this time, the head of the seven wonders smiled at Yang Diming and said politely, "he is indeed the god of war in Nanyang, and he knows exactly where we small potatoes come from." < br >"We are here today for two purposes." < br >"the first thing is to kill Yang Zhanshen, who no one can kill." < br >"second, there are two price increases that want to kill this Ye Xiaoyou." < br >< br/ >< br >

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