The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing stood proudly with his arms crossed, "I don't choose either."

Yang Qizhi let go of the young man trampled down by him, ran to Ye Zhibing in a few steps, stared at Ye Zhibing with wide eyes: "You can't help but choose."

"Brother Ye, don't, stop fighting."

Huang Xiu knew Ye Zhibing's skill. When her relative fought Ye Zhibing, it was an egg hitting a stone, asking for trouble.

"Huang Xiu, it's okay, I'll finish it off."

Ye Zhibing turned his head and smiled at Huang Xiu, reassuring him.

When Yang Qizhi saw Ye Zhibing flirting with Huang Xiu when he was about to fight, he treated him like nothing, became furious, and punched him immediately.

Ye Zhibing didn't turn his head to look at all. Relying on his instinct, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Yang Qizhi's wrist with a light hook.

Yang Qizhi was taken aback, this opponent was really formidable, he could easily judge his attacking route without looking.

But he was still not convinced, because he was tall, strong, and strong, he wanted to withdraw his fist and give Ye Zhibing another blow.

Yang Qizhi withdrew his hand, but found that he was not moving at all.

It's really weird, try harder, but still not move.

Yang Qizhi panicked, his strength was far from the match of the young man in front of him, what should he do?

It seems too cowardly to admit defeat, there are already many people around; hold on, I can't even take my hand back, if the other party attacks, I can only be beaten helplessly.

Yang Qizhi felt in a dilemma, beads of sweat started to appear on his forehead.

"Huang Xiu, look, I said click as far as I can, and I mean click as far as I can." Ye Zhibing smiled at Huang Xiu.

Huang Xiu nodded. In her heart, Ye Zhibing was the most powerful. There was nothing he couldn't do.

Since Ye Zhibing said that the point is over, it must be over.

After Ye Zhibing finished speaking with Huang Xiu, he turned to look at Yang Qizhi and asked, "You gave me two choices just now, do you have any other choices?"

Yang Qizhi couldn't beat others, he had no confidence, so he was naturally speechless.

Seeing that Yang Qizhi didn't speak, Ye Zhibing lowered his head, his face was blushing, so he put in a little more effort, which made Yang Qizhi feel a tingling pain in his wrist.

Yang Qizhi couldn't lose face in front of the crowd, so he decided to fight to the death, and swung his fist, which was not restrained by Ye Zhibing, to hit Ye Zhibing's face.

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, unhurriedly, stretched out his other hand, and grabbed Yang Qizhi's other hand wrist.

Yang Qizhi struggled for a while, but still couldn't break free.

He couldn't help being anxious, kicking his legs, hoping to make Ye Zhibing let go of his hand to avoid it.

This move is not in Ye Zhibing's eyes either, so why is it so difficult?
Ye Zhibing grabbed Yang Qizhi's two wrists, twisted them hard, and made a cross. He also avoided Yang Qizhi's kicked legs and turned behind Yang Qizhi.

Now Yang Qizhi was even more embarrassed, Ye Zhibing countered his hands behind his back, it was very painful, but he couldn't break free.

"How about it? Are there any other moves? These few moves of yours are a bit too childish. There is no challenge, and they are not enjoyable at all." Ye Zhibing taunted a few words from behind Yang Qizhi.

The people around, including the young man who got up from the ground just now, felt very relieved when they saw Yang Qizhi, a villain, being hanged and beaten by a young man.

"Fight well, just a three-legged cat kung fu, dedicated to bullying good people."

"Young man, you should teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful you are, otherwise you will trouble the common people all day long."

"This man is so hateful. He asks women for money and beats them. He is purely a scum. He beats them hard."

Ye Zhibing said to Yang Qizhi: "Have you heard that? This is the voice of the people. Do you think I should beat you up?"

Yang Qizhi was frightened, and begged for mercy: "Brother, I admit my mistake, so please forgive me, I won't dare again."

"Is what you said true or false? Why do I feel that I can't believe people like you?"

"I'm telling the truth, brother!"

The onlookers didn't believe it, and encouraged Ye Zhibing to beat Yang Qizhi: "Young man, this guy is probably a liar, because you can subdue him. If you leave, you must be arrogant."

"That's right, this kind of person remembers whether to beat or eat. If you don't beat him, he will think that you are afraid of him and will still bully others."

Ye Zhibing laughed, and said to Yang Qizhi: "Did you hear that? The people's eyes are sharp. People like you don't speak the truth."

Yang Qizhi was about to cry, the people next to him had a grudge against him, why did they keep telling stories, and insisted that the young man behind him beat him up?

What a pity.

"Brother, I really don't dare anymore. I swear what I said is true. If it is false, the sky will be struck by lightning, and my son will have no ass hole."

The people around ridiculed again: "People like you still want to have sons, but it's almost as good as cutting off children and grandchildren."

"A person like you has a son, so the old man is blind."

"Young man, don't talk to him, just beat him, preferably until he can't take care of himself."

In Ye Zhibing's ears, these words were also very cruel. He was beaten so badly that he couldn't take care of himself. What a hatred and resentment this is.

Naturally, Ye Zhibing couldn't listen to these people. If he really beat Yang Qizhi to the point where he couldn't take care of himself, it would be more difficult to deal with the aftermath.

Huang Xiu also pleaded for Yang Qizhi, after all they are relatives: "Brother Ye, let him go."

Ye Zhibing was in a bit of a dilemma. If he let it go like this, the people around him would not agree, and they were unhappy; if it was really broken, Huang Xiu couldn't explain it to him.

Then let’s give a small punishment and a big reprimand.

Ye Zhibing made up his mind, and when he exerted force with his hands, Yang Qizhi's two arms were dislocated. The piercing pain made Yang Qizhi cry.

After the lesson was over, Ye Zhibing let go of his hand and asked Yang Qizhi to squat on the ground and scream.

Huang Xiu's face changed drastically in fright, and she asked Ye Zhibing, "What's wrong with him?"

The people around clapped their hands one after another, it was really a big hit.

Ye Zhibing explained in a low voice in Huang Xiu's ear: "He is just dislocated, find a doctor to fix the bone, it will be fine, and there will be no sequelae."

This explanation made Huang Xiu feel relieved, "Brother Ye, um, this is good, so that he will be afraid. Maybe he will reform himself."

"Then you can't go to work these days because he is pestering you?"

Huang Xiu nodded, "Yes, because he is my relative, he came to me every now and then to ask for money, and if he didn't pay, he would beat me, and even said that he would tell about my past, which made me feel really scared. Frequent insomnia."

"You don't have to be afraid of him from now on. If he dares to pester you again, I'll make him look good. By the way, I have to talk to him."

After Ye Zhibing finished speaking, he stepped forward and grabbed Yang Qizhi by the ear, pulled him up, and yelled at him: "Howling, you can't die."

"I can't really die? I thought I was going to die." Yang Qizhi finally stopped howling, and asked Ye Zhibing with tears.

"I can't die. Come with me, I want to talk to you."

With that said, Ye Zhibing couldn't help but dragged Yang Qizhi to a secluded place in the street, and Huang Xiu followed.