The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

The road conditions on this section of the road were not very good. The bus had been driving normally for less than a minute when it suddenly encountered a pothole. The carriage shook, and Qiao Ying was startled. Unaware of it.

Ye Zhibing felt some pain, so he had to point to his feet and remind Qiao Ying: "Miss Qiao, can you hold your feet high?"

Qiao Ying looked down and realized that she had accidentally stepped on Ye Zhibing's foot. She smiled embarrassedly and retracted her foot, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ye."

The bus continued to move forward slowly, a group of people came up, and a group of people went down. Ye Zhibing's only feeling was that there were too many people, as if the people of the whole city came here to join in the fun. Looking up, they were all black heads.

Qiao Ying was a little depressed, she had never experienced this before, but luckily Ye Zhibing was by her side, otherwise she would have gotten out of the car long ago.

The bus arrived at another station, and a few people got out of the back door, and a fat tattooed uncle squeezed in, wearing a gold necklace with thick fingers, and dressed like a nouveau riche.

After the uncle got into the car, his eyes rolled around, looking at the people in the car, and after a while, he saw Qiao Ying.

This beauty is so upright, she needs to have breasts, a figure, and a temperament. The tattoo uncle blew a whistle and squeezed towards Qiao Ying.

He looked ferocious, and although the people around complained, they didn't dare to provoke him, so they let him squeeze to Qiao Ying's side.

Ye Zhibing also noticed this tattooed uncle, but he didn't care. There are many people like this, and they don't bother to take care of him unless they mess with him.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be true that if someone's parents look a little ugly and don't like it, they should be beaten up?
That's a bit too domineering, Ye Zhibing hasn't meddled in this matter yet.

The tattooed uncle kept looking up and down at Qiao Ying, from her hair to her toes. The more she looked at her, the more satisfied she became and her courage grew.

Qiao Ying noticed the tattooed uncle's squinted eyes, turned her head in disgust, and met Ye Zhibing's eyes.

The beauty is not interested in him, the tattoo uncle is a little disappointed, can't such a thick gold necklace around his neck explain his financial resources?
It seemed that he had to show his strength to this beautiful woman, so the man with the tattoo took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a black card and shook it on the side of Qiao Ying's face. He believed that Qiao Ying would be able to see it, depending on whether she took the bait or not. up.

The tattoo uncle was busy for a long time, but Qiao Ying didn't even turn her head. She seemed to be posing for a blind man, pretending to be sentimental.

"Beauty, what's your name?"

The tattooed uncle chatted up Qiao Ying with a smile.

Qiao Ying pretended not to hear, but chatted with Ye Zhibing, and asked Ye Zhibing where the People's Park was going to be fun.

The tattooed uncle was hit, and said to Qiao Ying: "Beauty, the People's Park is dark at night, what's the fun, you be careful, this kid has no good intentions, and tricked you to go to a remote place to molest you."

Ms. Qiao Ying's temper exploded, and she replied coldly to the tattooed uncle: "I want you to take care of it."

The tattooed uncle smiled awkwardly, held back, and didn't get mad.

The bus stopped abruptly again, and the people in the carriage fell backwards. Qiao Ying grabbed the ring this time and did not fall. Ye Zhibing gave the ring to an old man next to him just now, and stood with the balance of his legs. Then, this time being pushed by the crowd, he fell to the back of the carriage.

When the bus was running smoothly, five or six people were already inserted between Ye Zhibing and Qiao Ying.

Ye Zhibing didn't have the nerve to push others away, so he just took it easy and stood up with a hand on the back of a chair.

The tattoo uncle was proud. He was by Qiao Ying's side now. Standing here without that young man felt much better.

Taking advantage of the crowd, the tattooed uncle secretly stretched out his salty pig's hand, pinched a certain part of Qiao Ying, and immediately felt much more comfortable.

Qiao Ying gave up, and yelled at the tattooed uncle, "You...you stinking rascal."

The tattooed uncle spread his arms and said with a playful smile, "Don't wrong a good person."

Qiao Ying asked the people around her for help, but everyone had a mentality of sweeping the door for themselves and not caring about others, and fearing the ferocious appearance of the tattooed uncle, everyone lowered their heads as if they didn't see it.

Ye Zhibing heard Qiao Ying's roar, and said to the people in front, "Sorry, please let me go."

With great effort, Ye Zhibing finally squeezed to Qiao Ying's side. Seeing that Qiao Ying's eyes were filled with tears of grievance, he asked her, "What happened?"

Qiao Ying pointed at the tattooed uncle and said, "He's a hooligan."

Ye Zhibing looked at the tattooed uncle with a cold face: "What do you say?"

The tattooed uncle first expressed his innocence: "Don't wrong me, I am innocent."

Ye Zhibing snorted coldly, "Really?"

The tattooed uncle was irritated by Ye Zhibing's cold tone: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Ye Zhibing saw that there were too many people and it was not the right time, so he replied: "I don't want to do anything, I just remind you not to do those nasty things, otherwise there will be no good rewards."

Seeing that Ye Zhibing didn't do anything to him, the tattooed uncle thought he was afraid of him, so he said nonchalantly, "It's none of your business what I do."

Ye Zhibing ignored him and said to Qiao Ying, "Don't pay attention to him, we will be there soon."

At the same time, he stood between the tattoo uncle and Qiao Ying, protecting Qiao Ying, so that this guy would not cause trouble again.

Qiao Ying was a little disappointed with Ye Zhibing, she turned her head and sulked.

Ye Zhibing didn't care, and waited for the opportunity.

The bus arrived at another stop, and the tattooed uncle got out of the bus in disappointment when he saw that Ye Zhibing was protecting Qiao Ying tightly and had no chance to do anything.

He was about to leave when he heard a deep voice behind him: "Stop."

The tattooed uncle looked back, and it turned out to be the beauty and the young man.

"Hehe, I didn't bother you, but you came to my door. Just right, I saved a lot of trouble. Beauty, don't go back tonight. What's the point of following this wimp? Follow brother, brother will let you live in a villa and be popular Let’s drink something spicy, okay?”

Qiao Ying was silent.

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, and said to the tattooed uncle: "Just now I endured it, and you really thought I was easy to bully? You are playing a hooligan, thinking you won't pay the price?"

The tattooed uncle didn't take it seriously, thinking it was a young man's lie, "I admit it, I did it, what can you do? Hit me, hit me."

This guy didn't think it was exciting enough, so he stretched out his hand and patted his face.

Ye Zhibing didn't expect the strange request of the villain in the movie to be staged in front of his eyes. Life is like a play, and it all depends on acting skills.

"Uncle, I have to say that your request is very weird, but don't worry, I will satisfy you and make you want to die until you die."