The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing looked back and saw a group of people coming from the entrance of the hotel compound, headed by a neatly dressed elderly man with extraordinary bearing.

"who are you?"

Ye Zhibing didn't know them, so he asked.

The man in black also saw this group of people, and was overjoyed immediately, and shouted at the old man: "Uncle San, help me, I'm Sanluo."

Ye Zhibing was afraid that the man in black would run away, so he immediately kicked the man in black over, stepped on the man in black's chest with one foot, and at the same time bent down to pick up the dagger.

The man in black didn't expect that Ye Zhibing would dare to restrain him in front of the third uncle, so he asked loudly for help: "Third uncle, third uncle, help me."

The third uncle frowned, and said displeasedly: "Young man, you have to forgive others and forgive others, why bother to kill them all?"

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "Third Uncle, right? I have established a rule that if anyone wants to take my life, he must pay the price. Forgive me, I can't make an exception."

Next to the third uncle, a strong bearded man was furious, and begged the third uncle: "Third uncle, this kid is too crazy, I will teach him a lesson."

"Okay, Tiger, go and try."

The third uncle nodded, he also wanted to know how strong Ye Zhibing was, so he asked Duo to test Ye Zhibing.

When Ye Zhibing saw Dumb striding towards him, he thought about taking care of the man in black first, so as not to let him run away in the chaos and break his own rules.

Thinking of doing it, Ye Zhibing quickly leaned over, grabbed a finger of the man in black, raised the knife and dropped it, a finger of the man in black flew out, and blood gushed out. ,

The third uncle and the people around him were shocked, this man is so ruthless!

Duhu was even more furious, cutting someone's fingers in front of the third uncle, is it not for the third uncle's face?

"Stinky boy, you are dead."

With a roar, Dui clenched his bowl-sized fists and charged ferociously towards Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing smiled faintly, "Good time."

He watched Dug's fist strike, tilted his head, dodged Dug's fist, and at the same time pushed his knees up, right against the unprepared Dug's belly.

Dumb suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, as if his intestines had been broken. The pain was indescribable, and he couldn't help curling up, bending like a shrimp.

Ye Zhibing saw that the tiger had lost his fighting power, so he took a few steps back and stood proudly, facing the dozens of people from his third uncle.

The third uncle is also an expert, seeing that his powerful general, Du Hu, was defeated in one move, he couldn't help panicking.

Du Hu is very good at fighting. He has fought hundreds of times for his third uncle, big and small, and has never suffered such a loss.

Is this young man on the opposite side really capable of fighting?
The third uncle looked at Ye Zhibing again, seeing that he was outnumbered, fearless, and really courageous.

Someone next to the third uncle asked for a fight, "I'll meet him."

"Are you going to fight him too?"

The third uncle didn't turn his head, and he knew it was his precious son Wang Zhao from the sound.

Wang Zhao nodded, and said affirmatively: "Well, Dad, I have learned martial arts from you for many years, and I will try to see if I have learned it today."

The third uncle was a little hesitant, he felt that his son could not beat Dumb.

But what makes his son better than Duhu is that Duhu can only fight violently with his strength, while his son has a better brain and thinks more.

After weighing it, the third uncle agreed, "Okay, you go, but be careful, he has some skills."

Wang Zhao cupped his hands, "I know, Dad, I'm going."

"Go."

After letting his son go up, the third uncle ordered someone to help Duhu down to rest.

Wang Zhao quickly walked over to Ye Zhibing, glanced at Ye Zhibing, saw that there was an elusive smile on his face, and couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

Could it be that this kid didn't pay attention to so many people on his side because he defeated only one person on his side?

That must be too arrogant, it is time to teach him an unforgettable lesson.

Wang Zhao clenched his fists, shouted loudly, and kicked Ye Zhibing with his right leg.

Ye Zhibing saw Wang Zhao's leg kicking towards him, instead of retreating, he gritted his teeth and raised his leg to meet him.

Bang.

The legs of the two collided violently.

Wang Zhao suddenly felt himself flying out.

At the same time, I lost feeling in my legs, as if they no longer existed.

The third uncle's pupils dilated a lot. He watched his son flying towards him, and subconsciously ran away, stretching out his hands to catch his son's body.

But the distance is a bit far, and he is getting older, and his legs and feet are not as sharp as when he was young.

Wang Zhao fell to the ground with a bang, then screamed and passed out.

The third uncle hurried forward to hold Wang Zhao in his arms, patted his face, and called his name: "Wang Zhao, Wang Zhao, how are you doing?"

Wang Zhao slowly opened his eyes, the pain was unbearable, "Dad, it hurts so much, will I die?"

The third uncle said anxiously: "You will not die, you are just injured."

Wang Zhao got some comfort, and said slowly: "I won't die, I won't die, it's great, it's great."

The third uncle hurriedly turned around to greet his subordinates: "You two send the young master to the hospital for a checkup, and I'll be there soon."

The two subordinates stepped forward, one left and one right, and supported Wang Zhao to the car outside, and took him to the hospital.

After Wang Zhao was sent away, Ye Zhibing took a few steps forward and asked Third Uncle, "Sir Uncle, are you still fighting?"

beat?
Of course not.

The third uncle has tested Ye Zhibing's strength through Du Hu and his son Wang Zhao.

This young man is too powerful, abnormally powerful.

The third uncle originally thought that if Ye Zhibing's ability was mediocre, then he would get rid of him, firstly to get some rewards, and secondly to be a favor.

But the current situation is that even if he brings all his subordinates to fight, he may not win.

All his life, he has been steady and steady, and has never traded at a loss.

So this kind of thought just flashed in my mind, and then disappeared without a trace.

The third uncle squeezed out a smile, "Mr. Ye, I just passed by by chance and happened to meet my acquaintance Sanluo, so I just came to see it. We have no enmity in the past, and we have no grudges in the near future. There is no need to fight to the death. Besides. Yes, I appreciate you very much, Mr. Ye."

Ye Zhibing was a little surprised when he heard that Uncle San didn't talk about beating his son, but said he admired him. He smiled calmly, "Uncle San, I can't afford it. If there is nothing wrong, I'm going back to my room to sleep."

The third uncle is an old fox with a lot of ideas in his mind. Seeing that Ye Zhibing was not too impressed with his words, he threw out a bait, "Mr. Ye, don't you want to know who is offering a reward to you?"

Ye Zhibing was taken aback, did this third uncle know the inside story?

He looked serious, "Oh, who is it?"

The third uncle saw that his idea worked and aroused Ye Zhibing's interest, so he said, "Well, if you want to know about it, why don't we have a supper together and chat while eating."