C157 When Ye Haoyu Became Fierce He Was also a Little Yama King
C157 When Ye Haoyu Became Fierce He Was also a Little Yama King
Zhao Binn looked at Ye Haoyu with a gloomy expression.
This little devil, just wait and see. This little devil is dead for sure. He must, he must see this little devil die with his own eyes!
After returning home.
Ye Haoyu quietly looked at Mommy through the crack of the door. Seeing that she had fallen asleep, he finally felt at ease.
He returned to his room and immediately contacted Jiang Xiaozhan, who was overseas.
He connected to the voice message.
Then, Jiang Xiaozhan heard Ye Haoyu say in an extremely cold voice.
"I went to negotiate with Tong Lan today."
Opposite him, Jiang Xiaozhan hesitated.
"Oh, Aunt Tong, she..."
He knew what Jiang Xiaozhan was hesitating about. After all, Tong Lan took care of him and Xiaoman.
But he was not Jiang Xiaozhan.
Ye Haoyu opened his mouth and interrupted Jiang Xiaozhan's words. His voice was cold to the extreme.
"Xiaozhan, I'm not you. I don't have any relationship with Tong Lan. If you are worried about Tong Lan's kindness, then let me be the bad guy."
His voice was firm and steady.
It was as hard as a rock.
After that, Ye Haoyu said in an extremely cold and arrogant manner.
"I will absolutely not allow anyone to threaten and harm Mommy."
No one knew better than him how many beautiful things Mommy had brought him and how important it was.
Jiang Xiaozhan pursed his lips.
Then, Ye Haoyu said in a deep voice.
"I need you to zoom in all the pictures you took today and upload them to the big websites."
"I want everyone to know how disgusting their ugly looks are."
"I want those people to regret humiliating Mommy!"
Ye Haoyu was really angry.
His eyes were terrifyingly cold, and the corners of his mouth revealed a mocking smile.
He wanted those who dared to bully his mommy to regret coming to this world!
After finishing his conversation with Jiang Xiaozhan, the little guy went to Ye Huanting's room without stopping.
He looked at the man in front of him and snorted coldly.
"Mommy was bullied today."
The little guy's voice was very cold.
"I want your people."
Ye Huanting raised his eyebrows. His eyes narrowed slightly.
He asked in a deep voice.
"What do you want to do?"
Ye Haoyu said coldly.
"I want to take revenge on Jiang Xiyao!" ___ said.
This time, the little bastard's voice was very cold, with traces of coldness.
Ye Huanting stared at him for a long time and then smiled lightly.
His cold and thin lips slowly opened.
"Alright."
He looked at this stubborn and crazy little face, his gaze secretive.
In the past five years, because of his negligence, this little guy had a personality flaw. Since there was nothing he could do, then let him continue to go crazy.
Those who had a grudge in their hearts might be stifled to death if they did not release it.
After clearing away the evil thoughts in their hearts, there was someone who truly wanted to protect them.
Only then could he truly become the inheritor of the dark night!
He watched the little fellow turn around and leave with a straight back.
Ye Huanting's thin lips curled up slightly, and a smile of admiration appeared on his face.
His own child was indeed worthy of being his own child.
Even this stubbornness was inherited from the same bloodline, and was extremely similar.
But madness and stubbornness, always targeted and cared about people!
"Don't let your mommy know."
The little guy snapped his fingers handsomely!
Deal!
...
After Ye Haoyu left, he asked someone to find Zhao Binn.
This grandson was enjoying himself.
He didn't expect to be found. He stuffed stinky socks into his mouth and tied them up.
He was scared.
He looked at the burly man in front of him, trembling in fear.
He kept begging for mercy.
"May I ask which hero you are? Please be merciful."
"How much? Name your price."
His eyes rolled around, hoping that he would be lucky.
Then, he heard a cold and familiar voice by his ear.
"Oh, a price? To buy your cheap life?"
The little guy appeared in front of him like a god. However, the smile on his face was cold and fierce, like a god of slaughter!
He saw every change of expression on the scumbag man's face. It was extremely interesting.
Then, his cold and disdainful eyes landed on the man, and a trace of disgust flashed through his eyes.
His face darkened slightly, and he coldly spat out a few words.
"Beat him up!"