For a moment, the onlookers around, the people inside Ye Corporation, and Ye Yaxin in the president's office of Ye Corporation were all stunned.
No one had expected that the final outcome would be like this. After a series of frenzied smashing, these dozen or so luxury sports cars had become completely unrecognizable, turning into piles of scrap metal.
Yang Hao's face was incredibly ugly, an iron blue color, his eyes flickering with cold rage, his fists creaking, and his gaze filled with murderous intent as he stared at Xiao Yifeng.
"Not bad, not bad, the smashing of these cars is very feel-good, quite skilled," Xiao Yifeng said as he looked at the security guards, praising them repeatedly.
"Very good, very good, you're the first person who dares to provoke me like this. I will let you know just how formidable I, Yang Hao, am," Yang Hao said with a cold face, his eyes gleaming with intense murderous intent as he stared at Xiao Yifeng.
