The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

When Mr. Gao saw Ye Zhibing coming up, he frowned slightly, but it was difficult to say anything in public, so he kept his demeanor and watched quietly.

And Gao Meiyue first saw that Ye Zhibing was very strange, and then looked carefully, wasn't he the migrant worker who wanted to apologize for the two biscuits?
Isn't he fooling around?
How could I agree to the marriage proposal of a migrant worker? Her father is Gao Zhipeng, the famous Gao Zong in Donghai.

But she felt that with this young man disrupting the situation, she didn't have to respond to Mitsuda Yamamoto's marriage proposal immediately, and things changed, giving herself time to buffer.

From this perspective, the young man is doing himself a favor.

Yamamoto Mitsuda was very annoyed. It was not impossible for Gao Meiyue to agree to her marriage proposal relying on the cooperation between the Gao family and the Yamamoto family for many years. Today is an excellent opportunity.

Now a person suddenly appeared to compete with him, this is really inexplicable and very annoying.

Mitsuda Yamamoto stood up, put the box containing the ring into his pocket, and asked Ye Zhibing coldly, "Bastard, what are you doing?"

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Yamamoto, you should be regarded as a gentleman after all. How can you say such uneducated words?"

Yamamoto Mitsuda was already angry, but when he opened his mouth, Ye Zhibing gave him a lesson on the moral high ground. He was also a proud person, so he couldn't help it.

"Bastard, I'm going to duel with you!"

Both of them were talking in Japanese dialect. Except for Gao Meiyue, the others only knew that Mitsuda Yamamoto was very excited, while this young man was very calm. They didn't understand what they were arguing about.

Even Mr. Gao didn't understand, but he could see that the situation was tense, so he asked Gao Meiyue, "What are they talking about?"

Gao Meiyue translated to his father in a low voice.

Here, Ye Zhibing responded, "Mr. Yamamoto, do you really want to fight me?"

Yamamoto said angrily, "Of course, idiot."

Ye Zhibing continued to anger Yamamoto Mitsuda: "Mr. Yamamoto, I think it's better to forget it, you are not my opponent, what I said is true."

"You are bragging, only fools believe you, I must fight you! If you don't dare to promise, you are a coward, a weakling!"

Ye Zhibing laughed twice, and said: "Mr. Yamamoto, since you want to fight with me, I will agree to you without any difficulty."

Yamamoto Mitsuda immediately wanted to take off his suit, ready to start a fight with Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing reached out his hand to stop Mitsuda Yamamoto, "Mr. Yamamoto, wait a minute..."

Yamamoto Mitsuda was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "What else do you have? Are you going to regret it?"

Ye Zhibing shook his head, "Mr. Yamamoto, you have misunderstood. The things I promised are all spitting and nailing, and what I say is true. Please rest assured. What I want to say is another thing."

"You say it."

"Okay. Let's duel, we have to bet something, otherwise it's a duel for the sake of a duel, how boring."

Yamamoto Mitsuda thought about it, and asked, "Then what do you want to bet on?"

There was a weird smile on the corner of Ye Zhibing's mouth, which made Yamamoto Mitsuda panic when he saw it, what did he want to do?

"Mr. Yamamoto, if we want to bet, we should bet bigger."

Mitsuda Yamamoto gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay, let's bet bigger."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "Cheer up, Mr. Yamamoto, I'm starting to appreciate you a little bit."

"Me too. So how do you want to bet?"

"Bet on life and death! Dare you?"

Mitsuda Yamamoto's blood rushed to his head and followed, "Gamble, bet on life and death!"

Mr. Gao became anxious after hearing Gao Meiyue's translation. Ye Zhibing's skill is so powerful. Isn't this Yamamoto Mitsuda trying to kill him?
He begged Gao Meiyue to tell Yamamoto Mitsuda not to play.

Gao Meiyue interjected: "Mr. Yamamoto, my father begs you not to gamble like this, it will kill you."

But Mitsuda Yamamoto had been dazzled by his blood, and he also looked down on Ye Zhibing, so he had to ignore Mr. Gao's persuasion.

He said to Gao Meiyue: "Please tell your father that our Yamamoto family has been warriors for generations. We value honor more than life and death. I will not lose."

Mr. Gao listened to Gao Meiyue's translation and sighed. Mitsuda Yamamoto couldn't persuade him, so he went to persuade Ye Zhibing.

"Mr. Ye, why are you bothering? Stop fighting, he is an international friend."

Ye Zhibing smiled at Mr. Gao, "Mr. Gao, your daughter is so beautiful. I fell in love with you at first sight. I forgot about tea and dinner. So any international friends are a fart. Anyone who gets in the way has to move away. So, Mr. Gao, I'm sorry."

Mr. Gao saw that Ye Zhibing didn't listen, so he had no choice but to say a few words: "Mr. Ye, then you can just stop."

For this request, Ye Zhibing superficially gave Mr. Gao a face, "Okay, Mr. Gao."

As for what happens in the fight, who can say clearly, fists and feet have no eyes, and death and injury are inevitable.

Gao Meiyue was very surprised. His father seemed to know this young man, so he asked curiously: "Dad, who is he? Why did he come to our house?"

Mr. Gao said: "His name is Ye Zhibing. I entrusted him to do something for me, so I invited him to come and talk."

"Oh, Dad, what's he doing, I met him this morning."

Now it was Mr. Gao's turn to be confused, "Have you met Ye Zhibing?"

Gao Meiyue recounted what happened in the morning.

Mr. Gao thought about it, and sighed: "So, Ye Zhibing saved you."

Gao Meiyue pouted, "But he still forced me to apologize to him, what is his identity, what is my identity, hmph."

Ye Zhibing had already made an appointment with Mitsuda Yamamoto. There was a competition at the entrance of the courtyard. If he lost, he would let the opponent slaughter him, regardless of life or death.

Yamamoto Mitsuda immediately took the lead and walked out the door, he couldn't wait to clean up Ye Zhibing, the hateful spoiler.

Ye Zhibing also walked out slowly.

Although everyone couldn't understand what they said, but judging from this posture, what else could it be if it wasn't a fight?

No matter rich or poor, they all like to watch the excitement, and everyone goes out to watch.

Of course, their onlookers were a little different from those on the street. They were all drinking red wine with tall glasses in their hands.

Apart from this, we are all the same at heart.

Mr. Gao shook his head, and surrounded by Gao Meiyue, Huang Guolong and Daxiong brothers, he also went out and stood on the steps of the door, watching the duel between Ye Zhibing and Yamamoto Mitsuda.

In his heart, Mr. Gao hopes that Mitsuda Yamamoto can win. First, the interests of the two companies are deeply involved, and second, someone can suppress Ye Zhibing, which is also a good thing.

The courtyard at the entrance of the villa is large and flat, and there is a square fountain sculpture in the middle, and the statues are angels.

Ye Zhibing and Yamamoto Mitsuda stood at opposite ends, looking at each other.

When the two of them met for the first time, they didn't know each other's background and boxing style, so they were very careful.