p in her eyes at the moment, as if she were the one who was proposed.now she said excitedly, "I do, I do!"but no one paid any attention to her at this time, and everyone's attention was focused on Zhe...Chapter 3803

while speaking, Ye Hao waved his hand and took Wan Zhenhai and Siqing slowly to the door of the conference room of Daxia Wushu League.

I just heard someone pat the table before I opened the door.

"Boom--"

the loud sound came out, followed by a voice with a domineering, invincible, overlooking flavor: "where is Wan Zhenhai" Isn't he the leader of your Great Xia Wu League "

"Why hasn't he come out to see us yet"

"the leader of a big Xia Wu League, the shelf is even bigger than ours"

"besides, today is the time for ultimatum, and he can't avoid it at this time. Does he really think he can evade sanctions in this way"

"I tell you, what you did in Daxia Wushu League has made us very angry, and the consequences are very serious!"

"We will certainly raise the sanctions to the highest level, so that your Daxia Wushu League will fall apart from now on, and let your Wushu practitioners gnash their teeth at the mention of Wushu League!"

"Let the masses of you in Daxia, when they see the people of the Wushu League, want to bite to death!"

in the room, the person who clapped the table was a Tianzhu man, dressed in Tianzhu's traditional costume, who was shouting at the moment.

obviously, this should be the representative of the Tianzhu Wushu League, the Vatican.

at the moment, this Van Arda is shouting and shouting at Ouyang and others.

behind him, several other people sat on the edge of the round table, all with surname tags in front of them.

an island nation with a moustache is Miyamoto, the representative of the Wu League of the island nation.

A gray-haired old man is Ke Zhennan, a representative of the far East Wu League.

A Nanyang man in a suit is Ruan Qingshan, a representative of Nanyang Wu League.

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in addition to the representatives of their four major martial arts leagues, Zhao Banjie was also present.

just now, he beats his legs and looks at the scene in front of him with a smile. In the

field, there are dozens of attendants brought by these people. The temples of these people are all bulging high, and it is obvious that each of them is a master of a generation.

there is a swaggering and domineering taste in the eyes of his entourage at the moment.

they looked contemptuously at Ouyang and others as if they were inferior to dogs in their eyes.

although this is his own territory, Ouyang and others are silent at the moment and dare not say anything at all.

not to mention the more than a dozen staff members of the Wushu League, even Ouyang overbearing had to smile at this moment and said, "Mr. Van Arda, please don't be impatient."

"I've already called Wan Meng, and he should be out soon!"

as he spoke, he gave several staff members a quick look and beckoned them to call someone quickly.

Van Arda stretched out his finger and knocked on the table and said coldly, "for Zhao Shizi's sake, I'll give you Daxia people the last three minutes."

"see no one again, the so-called negotiation is cancelled!"

"sanctions have officially begun!"

"I said that from Van Arda!"

"Sorry, everyone, I'm late."

at this time, Ye Hao came in with Wan Zhenhai and Siqing, and then spoke faintly.

"Ye Hao"

to see that the person who took the lead at this moment was Ye Hao, and Zhao Banjie's eyes were slightly cold.

soon he sneered, regained his composure and sat directly in his chair, ready to see Ye Hao's joke.

it's just that the palmprint with a slight pain on his face still makes Zhao Banjie's anger keep rolling.his kid too blindcan't he understand that the backing is as hard as iron when so many people come in together and still show off"Ye Hao, I'm telling you, you're dead!""you are against us again and aga...