Chapter 652: Peace Hotel

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Chapter 652: Peace Hotel

He was scared.

How could Xue Qing's son be so arrogant?

The ignorant are fearless?

Don't you know how strong Qingmen is?

"Where did this young boy come from? What a loud tone!"

Yan Qingfeng and others all laughed.

Looking at Ye Lingtian was like watching a joke.

Ye Lingtian continued: "I will give you Qingmen one day to sort out the paradise! Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

"puff!"

Zhong Qianhao was about to vomit blood.

There is no chance to stop it.

This kid dares to say anything?

This is Qingmen!

"Hahaha......"

Hearing Ye Lingtian's threat, Yan Qingfeng and the others laughed even more happily.

Ye Lingtian simply took out the dragon-head crutch and handed it over: "You will understand when you see this..."

"ah?"

Yan Qingfeng took the leading crutch and glanced at it: "What do I understand? You want me to break your legs with a crutch!"

"Snapped!"

He threw the dragon-headed crutch out.

When Du Yuesheng left, Yan Qingfeng was not yet born.

Naturally, I don’t know the meaning of the dragon-headed crutch.

Ye Lingtian turned around and picked up the dragon-head crutch, and said with a smile: "It seems that you can't handle it, old guy, so I have to do it myself!"

"Listen, you must vacate the paradise within one day, otherwise I don't mind letting Qingmen disappear!"

Zhong Qianhao was completely numb, his legs softened, and he fell to the ground.

Isn't this kid too courageous?

Do you dare to say something like making Qingmen disappear?

It has been almost a hundred years since Qingmen followed Du Yuesheng and occupied Shanghai Beach!

Still the overlord today.

Destroyed?

You wouldn’t dare to dream like this, right?

"Hahaha...Okay, I won't kill you. I want to wait until tomorrow to see how you make Qingmen disappear..."

Yan Qingfeng found Ye Lingtian very interesting and took it as amusement.

But I heard that Yan Qingfeng let it go.

Zhong Qianhao quickly thanked him and left with Ye Lingtian.

"Ling Tian, ​​you are too courageous! This is the Qingmen! Who can afford to offend you?"

"In comparison, we are just little ants!"

Zhong Qianhao blamed.

Ye Lingtian just smiled.

If Qingmen knows the situation, he will definitely pack it up and invite him.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't understand, he just solves it with force.

In the evening, everyone gathered at the imperial court for a feast.

"Haha, when Uncle Zhong opens the bar and makes money later, he will take you to the Peace Hotel to eat!"

Zhong Qianhao smiled.

He currently runs several entertainment companies, bars, KTVs and the like.

Liu Xuyun and Jiang Haixiu also joined in the investment.

He is preparing to open a large bar...

Ye Lingtian remembered that Xu Yourong said that the Peace Hotel was controlled by Old Man Du's descendants, and it was also a symbol of status.

Rumor has it that no matter what you commit, no one will dare to touch you as long as you enter the Peace Hotel.

It's a bit like Paradise Island.

The reason for this is because the Peace Hotel is run by the Du family.

Who can't give face to the Du family?

Ye Lingtian smiled: "Uncle Zhong is fine, you can be the canteen of the Peace Hotel from now on!"

As soon as he said this, everyone present looked at him with strange eyes.

Why does this kid keep bragging?

"Sure enough, it's exactly what Sister Xiaoran said. She has no ability, but loves to talk big!"

Zhong Ruoxi is getting more and more annoying.

Zhong Qianhao bit his lip, now he believed what his daughter said.

Ye Lingtian, young and arrogant, ran to Qingmen to return to paradise!

How conceited is this?

Don’t you have any estimate of your own strength?

"Okay, today is the day to cleanse Ling Tian from the wind and dust. Please don't say anything unpleasant!"

During the dinner.

Zhong Qianhao and the other three tried their best to let the three girls have more contact with Ye Lingtian, just in case something sparks happened.