The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

The bald brother and his group seemed to see a good show going on, and kept shouting: "Hurry up, hurry up."

Even the blond foreigner shouted in broken Mandarin: "Quick, quick!"

Just when Ye Zhibing was so dazed, Qiao Ying succeeded.

My first kiss!

Qiao Ying quickly retracted it, lowered her head shyly, twisted her waist with her hands in her sleeves, and said coquettishly, "Mr. Ye, I've given it to you, you have to protect her!"

Ye Zhibing subconsciously said, "Okay, okay."

The bald brother and his group had watched enough of the show, and said to Ye Zhibing: "Okay, we admit that this bitch is your girlfriend. Now, it's time to talk to you, Mr. Ye."

Ye Zhibing was puzzled and asked, "Are we familiar? What's there to talk about? I'm going to take my girlfriend home to sleep."

As he spoke, Ye Zhibing reached out and grabbed Qiao Ying's little hand.

Qiao Ying wanted to get rid of it, but she was afraid of being betrayed, so she had to endure it and let Ye Zhibing grab her hand.

The foreign uncle took a step forward, and said awkwardly, "Mr. Ye, give me the motion system."

Ye Zhibing didn't understand the strange language at all, and asked, "What did you say, sir."

The foreigner was pleasantly surprised and asked, "Can you speak English?"

Ye Zhibing didn't bother to say anything to this kind of baffling foreigner, he would but wouldn't tell him, if it was a foreign girl, then he could consider it.

So he waved his hand, "I won't."

The foreigners are stunned, you don't know how, how can you understand what I'm talking about?
The bald brother got impatient and the two chattered back and forth, and interrupted carelessly: "Ye Zhibing, the foreigner asked you to hand over the things to him."

"Oh, that's what happened." Ye Zhibing suddenly realized, and immediately asked: "What to give to him? I don't know him, why should I give him something?"

The bald brother was not happy when he heard that, "Ye Zhibing, what are you pretending, you don't know what Mr. Smith wants? I advise you, be smart, otherwise you and your girlfriend will not be able to see the sun of tomorrow."

Ye Zhibing was also angry, "Are you threatening me?"

The bald-headed brother was not afraid of Ye Zhibing because of the large number of people and his machetes, so he said loudly, "What's wrong with threatening you? Hurry up, hand over the things quickly, and it's nothing to do with you."

Ye Zhibing also turned cold, and said flatly: "First, I don't know you, and I won't give you anything if I have anything; second, I don't know what you want at all. Farewell."

After Ye Zhibing finished speaking, he took Qiao Ying's hand and turned to leave.

The bald brother and his gang saw that they were regarded as nothing by Ye Zhibing, an air-like existence, and suddenly became furious, and chased after him brandishing machetes.

Ye Zhibing heard footsteps behind him and knew that a fight was inevitable.

If you don't give these guys a good look, you won't know that Lord Ma has three eyes!

Ye Zhibing pushed Qiao Ying forward and turned around to block the way of the group.

"Mr. Ye, you..."

Qiao Ying was a little moved, the danger was approaching, this man faced it alone, blocking death in front of him...

"Go away, they are coming for me now, it's none of your business."

Ye Zhibing turned his head and gave an order, and then faced the bald men rushing towards him.

Although the bald brother got fatter, he still rushed to the front, while the foreigner man was hiding behind the crowd wretchedly.

These foreigners only know how to steal peaches, but don't know how to charge forward. Ye Zhibing looked at the foreigner with contempt, and then fixed his eyes on the bald brother.

The bald brother saw Ye Zhibing standing in front of him empty-handed, neither running nor moving, he was overjoyed, this Ye Zhibing was not as powerful as the foreigners said, he was stunned and easy to deal with.

Where to cut it?The bald brother thought about it, chopped off his neck, and he couldn’t ask questions if he killed him, so he couldn’t know where the foreigner wanted, no way; he cut off his chest, that’s not okay, it’s too deadly; cut off his shoulder, take off a Arm, Ye Zhibing couldn't resist.

The bald brother's thinking made his speed slow down significantly.

He slashed towards Ye Zhibing's shoulder, and the gleaming machete drew an arc towards Ye Zhibing's shoulder.

Ye Zhibing stood quietly, looking at the bald man in front of him who didn't know what to do, and when the bald brother made a move, Ye Zhibing also started to act.

He turned his body dozens of degrees to the left like lightning, out of the way of the blade, and at the same time shot to grab the blade.

The bald brother slashed into the air, his posture was too old, he couldn't hold it back, and Ye Zhibing quickly grabbed his wrist.

Ye Zhibing shouted, "Let go!"

The bald brother felt an indescribable pain in his wrist, and involuntarily let go of the hand holding the knife.

The machete escaped from the bald brother's hand and fell to the ground.

Ye Zhibing bent down, stretched out a hand and hooked it, and accurately grasped the handle of the knife.

With the long knife in hand, it's time for me, Ye Zhibing, to show my might.

With a wave of Ye Zhibing's right hand holding the knife, a shadow of the knife flashed across. The clothes of the few minions who had just rushed over before they had time to make a move were cut neatly and long, and blood gushed out immediately.

Ye Zhibing continued to slash and cut the rushing minions one by one, and fell to the ground covering the wounds, crying with blood on his hands.

Only then did the bald brother who was released by Ye Zhibing feel that Ye Zhibing was really scary, he was flustered and wanted to run away.

Before the bald brother opened the way, he felt a sharp pain in his calf, and then fell forward to the ground.

What Ye Zhibing didn't expect was that the bald brother looked mighty, but he was terribly afraid of death. He stretched out his hand to touch the wound, took it back and saw that it was full of blood, and immediately yelled: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" gone."

Just passed out like that.

At this time, the only person in the bald-headed brother's group who was still standing was some foreign uncle.

Holding the knife, his eyes were frightened, "Ye...Mr. Ye, it's...a misunderstanding."

Ye Zhibing suddenly smiled at this moment, making any foreigner terrified.

"Misunderstanding? Mr. Smith, your Mandarin is too good! I think we need to talk."

"NO."

Smith was afraid of Ye Zhibing, perhaps because he underestimated Ye Zhibing, so many people with weapons in their hands couldn't beat one person.

He doesn't want to complete any shit tasks now, he just wants to go home safely.

Ye Zhibing held a machete and approached Smith step by step.

Smith began to tremble, he knew that he alone was definitely not Ye Zhibing's opponent.

36 The best strategy is to walk, and he, a foreigner, also understands it. After trembling for a while, he really couldn't bear the pressure, turned around and ran away.

Boom!
A long knife slashed across the sky, landed only a step away from Smith, and plunged into the ground, the handle of the knife was still shaking.