However, hearing Ye Fan's words, Wu Weitao immediately laughed: "give me an account?"

"You deserve it too!"

"After all, you're just a baby."

"Don't think that relying on a little Kung Fu to make Lei Laosan submit to them, you really regard yourself as the Lord of Yunzhou and the respect of Jiangdong?"

"To put it bluntly, you're just a gangster."

"No difference from those hooligans?"

"The power is in our hands. If we want to, we will take you down every minute."

"Of course, if you know convergence and don't violate our bottom line."

"I, Wu Weitao, don't mind letting you continue to enjoy the scenery."

"But it's a pity that you don't listen to the dissuasion and you don't know how to live or die. Then don't blame me Wu Weitao, regardless of the old love!"

Wu Weitao's eyes are cold and his words are full of surging anger.

To tell you the truth, Wu Weitao is very clear that today's affairs really started from Mo Shanshan.

But what about that?

In this world, right and wrong are not important, interests are the eternal pursuit.

In Wu Weitao's eyes, Ye Fan was born in poverty, a young man who made a fortune by fighting.

Although he is honored as the leader of Jiangdong, he is just a gangster leader.

It has no details and background.

And what about Mo Shanshan?

She was born in a powerful family, with fierce background and powerful contacts from all walks of life in China, and even Wu Weitao had received their gratitude.

In this case, the fool knows how to choose!

Finally, Wu Weitao chooses to offend Ye Fan, in order to give Mo family an account.

However, just as Wu Weitao's voice became angry, he found that Ye Fan's fist had been clenched again.

Seeing this, Wu Weitao immediately scoffed, shook his head and laughed again: "how?"

"Don't you want to fight against me

"Mr. Chu, if you don't want to die, I advise you to give up this idea."

"I know you are good at Kung Fu."

"But, no matter how hard you are, you can pass the bullet hard?"

"No matter how strong you are, you can be better than a gun?"

"It's a technology society now."

"It's no longer the feudal era when the emperor appeared on horseback."

"What you are proud of is not worth mentioning in front of me."

Wu Weitao said coldly, his eyes full of confidence and ridicule.

Fangruo, Ye Fan at this time, is already the fish on his chopping board, let it be slaughtered.

However, Ye Fan listened, but shook his head.

"After all, it's just some ants, one leaf blinds the eyes."

"If you don't know martial arts, naturally you don't know martial arts."

"The real strong man can reach the moon in the sky and catch turtles in the five oceans."

"Don't say that the gun is a hard pit missile. It's not a matter of cutting a ship in anger."

"Presidents of great powers treat each other with courtesy, and commanders of all armies pay homage to each other."

"Do you think technology dominates today?"

"Little do not know, in this world, really stand at the peak of power, or martial arts."

"The world has never changed."

"Become, just your ignorance."

Ye Fan's indifferent voice is just like a storm sweeping through here.

But his words are not empty words.

For example, ye Qingtian, the God of war, Mo Gucheng, the champion of boxing, and others are the existence standing at the peak of power.

They were all treated with courtesy by the Lord of China.

Because the six pillar states hold up the whole China!

For ye Qingtian and other people, almost all guns and missiles are useless.

The only thing that can hurt them is probably a nuclear bomb.