The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

"Crack, snap!"

There was a very regular applause behind Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing turned around and saw that it was a black car next to the van. A middle-aged man in a Chinese-style double-breasted jacket and black cloth shoes was walking and applauding.

"Who are you?" Ye Zhibing saw that the coming person had a strong figure, a steady gait, and a handsome demeanor. He should be a master.

The visitor chuckled, "Mr. Ye, what a skill, you have taught me a few incompetent apprentices for me so quickly. I, Dong Biao, admire Mr. Ye's kung fu very much."

Ye Zhibing thought, no matter who came, no matter how powerful they were, since they were enemies, there was only one word: fight.

"Mr. Dong just wants to kill me like that? I, Ye Zhibing, don't know where I offended Mr. Dong. I hope you can enlighten me."

While speaking, Dong Biao had already walked only five steps away from Ye Zhibing, stopped, and put his hands behind his back, "It is not appropriate to teach me. This matter is entrusted by others, and I, Dong, is only a matter of loyalty."

Dong Biao suddenly turned cold, "If you want to know the answer, then beat me."

After finishing speaking, Dong Puma stepped forward and showed a move.

Putting on airs, Ye Zhibing dislikes the behavior of the so-called Jianghu people the most. What he himself learned in the organization is actual combat, without putting on airs.

If you want to know who is secretly murdering you, you must first defeat this Dong Biao.

Ye Zhibing clenched his fists with both hands, let out a low growl, slipped his feet, and punched Dong Biao straight in the face.

Dong Biao tilted his head, dodged Ye Zhibing's fist, and then quickly punched Ye Zhibing's waist from both sides.

"He's still a Lianjiazi." Ye Zhibing punched nothing, thinking to himself.

Seeing that Dong Biao was attacking from his own waist, Ye Zhibing used his left toe as a fulcrum and quickly turned his body to avoid Dong Biao's fist, while facing Dong Biao's back himself.

Dong Biao punched nothing, knowing if Ye Zhibing was missing in front of him, he was about to turn around and face Ye Zhibing.

But with Ye Zhibing's skill, how could he let the enemy's empty door go.

I saw Ye Zhibing swiftly swung a straight fist with his left hand, hitting Dong Biao's back directly.

This punch is like lightning, and its speed is unimaginably fast.

Dong Biao couldn't dodge, and was punched firmly by Ye Zhibing in the back. He felt a numbness in his back, and then a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help it.

Dong Biao was steeped in all kinds of martial arts, and he immediately realized the huge gap between himself and Ye Zhibing just after fighting like this, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

How could this young man be so powerful?I have studied for many years, but I can't resist three tricks.

Ye Zhibing didn't chase after him fiercely. Dong Biao didn't look like a person who likes to stalk him. He would understand when he clicked.

Sure enough, Dong Biao turned around, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with difficulty: "Mr. Ye is a good artist, I am ashamed of myself. This time I went down the mountain, I made a mistake."

Ye Zhibing also praised Dong Biao a few words: "Mr. Dong don't need to be humble, Mr. Dong's kung fu is still very good."

Dong Biao smiled wryly, "Mr. Ye has a lot of people. I know what's going on."

Ye Zhibing forced a smile on the surface, but thought in his heart, it's good to know, and when dealing with people who understand, there is a lot less nonsense.

"So what Mr. Dong said just now can be fulfilled? Who invited you here?"

"Of course I can. I, Dong Biao, have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and I just keep a promise. I didn't promise to keep it secret for others. There is nothing I can't say."

He is a man, and Ye Zhibing also admires Dong Biao's character, "Then please tell me."

"It's Guo Baosheng. He asked a friend of mine to ask me to come down the mountain to teach you a lesson with a salary of 20 yuan. Since I lost, I will return the money to him. Mr. Ye, I admire you very much, so I remind you that he I'm afraid I'm not the only one invited."

Ye Zhibing thanked, "Thank you for reminding me, Mr. Dong, please come back."

Dong Biao also bowed his hands and saluted, "Mr. Ye has a lot of people, and I don't have the face to stay down the mountain, so I will take my apprentices back to the mountain."

Then, Dong Biao turned his head and yelled at the big men lying on the ground: "Get up, and follow me back to the mountain."

The apprentices did not dare to disobey the master, so they got up, followed Dong Biao, and got into the van.

Ye Zhibing watched Dong Biao and the others leave, and secretly made up his mind that the Guo family has made troubles again and again, and this time they will kill people again.

"Brother Ye, are you okay?"

Seeing that those bad guys were beaten away by Ye Zhibing, Shu Lei left the restaurant and asked with concern.

Ye Zhibing looked at the terrified Shu Lei and smiled, "It's okay, they're all gone. I'll take you back."

Shu Lei nodded.

Ye Zhibing walked over and rolled out his bicycle, "Come on, show the way, and I'll take you back."

Shu Lei obediently got into the back seat, hugging Ye Zhibing's waist tightly.

Ye Zhibing pedaled vigorously, and the bicycle was speeding along the streets in the dark night of the city.

Shu Lei leaned her head gently on Ye Zhibing's back, feeling very warm and at ease.

"I was so worried just now, I was afraid..."

Ye Zhibing didn't look back, and said with a smile, "I'm a security guard. These villains are all fake tricks. They only scare people. Don't worry about those who have no real skills."

"Well, okay. But you don't want to fight with others in the future. If someone beats you, it will hurt you. If you beat someone else, it's not good." Shu Lei thought about it, and persuaded Ye Zhibing.

"Shu Lei, actually, I don't like to fight, it's just that things come to a head and I can't avoid it. Do you understand?"

Shu Lei nodded, "I can understand, it's just...it's best not to fight."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ye Zhibing didn't want to argue with Shu Lei, so he followed her words.

Shu Lei's family lived in an ordinary community, the car was parked downstairs at Shu Lei's house, and Shu Lei got out of the car.

"Brother Ye, thank you for taking me home so late, would you like to come to my house for a glass of water before leaving?"

Ye Zhibing refused, "It's so late, everyone in your family is resting, you'd better go back and rest early."

Shu Lei nodded, "Alright then, be careful on the road."

At this moment, a middle-aged woman's voice came from the balcony on the third floor: "Leilei, is that your friend? Please invite him to sit at home."

Shu Lei told Ye Zhibing in a low voice: "That's my mother."

Ye Zhibing raised his head and said, "No, Auntie, I have something to do when I go back."

Then he lowered his head and said to Shu Lei, "Go back, I'm leaving."

"Well, be careful on the road."

Then Shu Lei watched Ye Zhibing leave, and reluctantly turned and went upstairs.

After entering the door, Shu Lei's mother asked Shu Lei ambiguously: "Leilei, when are you talking about friends? Why don't you tell me and your dad?"

Shu Lei's face turned red immediately, "No, Mom, it's a colleague from the company. I'm going to sleep."

Watching Shu Lei quickly hide into the room, Shu Lei's mother muttered: "This girl is so old, if you talk about friends, you can talk about friends, what's there to be embarrassed about?"