Chapter 162

Ye Hao has been observing Lao Wang's every move, action, expression, eyes, Lao Wang's performance is too normal, but also too abnormal.

The most abnormal thing is that when he wanted to fight Lao Wang, the light flashed through Lao Wang's eyes. It was only a master. In other words, Lao Wang was actually a master.

At least from the beginning till now, Ye Hao didn't know whether Lao Wang was an ancient warrior or an athlete, and he didn't know his realm.

Such a master, why protect Ye Hao's side? Start a bodyguard company? Is it anonymity or something else?

Ye Hao rushed up directly and quickly pulled Lao Wang up: "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I think you are also a bodyguard company. Do you have strength?"

Lao Wang shook off Ye Hao's hand: "Ye Hao, I'll go to your uncle. You've drunk too much today, haven't you? I take you in, eat and live, and you still beat me now? You just let me down

"Mr. Wang, I'm wrong, and I don't want to. I'm really angry just now. I think you must have something to hide from me. I always think you shouldn't be in charge of me all the time. Does my father have such a big face?" Ye Hao asked with some doubts.

Lao Wang snorted coldly: "if your father doesn't ask me, do you really think I'll take care of waste firewood like you? Of course, now you have some skills. You can be president Su's bodyguard. You're powerful. You've even been beaten into the hospital. You're awesome. "

Before Ye Hao spoke, Lao Wang continued: "I can't control you. I'll sell the company. Naturally, someone will come to you for trouble. You don't know how much I sacrificed for you. You still beat me. I'm so angry."

Ye Hao grins bitterly. Is this guy too good at acting? Is it appropriate to hate iron and not steel? You a master, always let him stay around, really no point purpose? Or is it not arranged by some people?

Ye Hao thinks that Lao Wang may have been arranged by some people to protect him. Is his hidden talent deliberately done by some people?

If he is not the Dragon King, if he does not recuperate his body, can he really find these? I'm afraid the former owner of the body will never know these things for a lifetime, will he?

Lao Wang is really tolerant. Ye Hao said faintly, "Lao Wang, I didn't mean to. I just think you should be an expert in running such a bodyguard company, but I've never seen you do it."

Lao Wang wry smile: "if I were a master, the company would have developed and expanded long ago. How can I survive like this? If I make money, can I save your money?"

If someone else believed what Lao Wang said, but Ye Hao couldn't believe Lao Wang. Lao Wang is so hidden that he can't say what his strength is.

"Lao Wang, I misunderstood you. I apologize and admit my mistake. Besides, I just think there is something wrong with my identity." Ye Hao light said, he is deliberately said to Lao Wang, he has been paying attention to Lao Wang's expression change.

But Lao Wang said quietly, "what's wrong with your identity? Don't you want to be a bodyguard? "

"Yes, I want to be su Qiuyue's man. If I become Qiuyue's man, I will have money. Then I will buy your company. I will be the boss. I will give you 300 yuan a month to see how you live." Ye Hao is joking.

Lao Wang gave Ye Hao a thumbs up: "Xiao Hao, if you really have such ability, I will definitely give you a big red envelope at that time, at least half of your annual salary. How about that?"

Ye Hao is disdaining to say: "you mean to give me all my wages in arrears, and then give me half of all my wages as a red envelope, right?"

Lao Wang has an expression that you think too much: "you think too much. I say that half of the wages I will give you in arrears will be money. Do you understand?"

"That's my money. You really mean it. Lao Wang, you're not kind at all. Even if you give me a low salary, you've always said that it's too cheap to save my daughter-in-law." Ye Hao put up his middle finger to Lao Wang. Lao Wang is hiding too deeply. He thinks that only when he contacts Lao Wang for a long time, Lao Wang will show some clues.

Lao Wang said faintly: "Xiao Hao, do you have anything else to do? If it's OK, I'll go back first. It's late. I'll go back to rest, too. "

"It's OK. I just have a whim. I think my strength is improving very fast. I don't know what's going on. People say that they are ancient martial arts practitioners. If I can practice ancient martial arts, my strength will certainly improve faster." Ye Hao is still staring at Lao Wang. He doesn't believe Lao Wang can be indifferent.

But Ye Hao was disappointed, because Lao Wang was really indifferent, and he was very happy to say: "really? It's a pity that I don't know ancient martial arts. Otherwise, I would have let you practice it for a long time. "Ye Hao sighed: "well, Lao Wang, I don't have anything to do. You go first. It's late, and I should go to bed."

Lao Wang nodded, got up and left.

Lao Wang went out of the villa, and his face changed. His face became a little ugly. Ye Hao wanted to start practicing ancient martial arts. What's the problem?

Moreover, Ye Hao has begun to doubt him and his identity. Maybe some things have changed at the beginning. After all, Ye Hao's strength is very good now. Presumably, Ye Hao has noticed something.

Suddenly, Lao Wang laughed and said to himself, "if you want to know the situation on my side, it depends on whether you have that ability."

Ye Hao naturally didn't know what Lao Wang said. He sat cross legged and carefully felt the condition of his body. His physical strength was about to reach the limit, but it was really hard to say when the peak of the limit would really be reached.

He studied his body carefully for a while, and felt his talent carefully. He felt that he was a genius, a peerless genius. His talent was more powerful than before, which was shocking.

In the end, Ye Hao felt that he had no chance to improve his body to the peak until he continued to recuperate. He also made up his mind that no matter how much he wanted to improve his strength, he would improve his body to the peak before practicing ancient martial arts.

In the distance, Lao Wang, who was walking along the road, took out his mobile phone and dialed a 16 digit number: "Sir, I have something to report to you!"