The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Iron Hands was not so serious.

He felt that Ye Zhibing was ordinary and proud, and if he was given a chance to get a weapon, he wouldn't want it.

This kind of behavior is not courting death, what else can it be?
His iron hands are very caring, so let Ye Zhibing's court of death be fulfilled.

With this kind of mood in mind, Tieshou mercilessly hit Ye Zhibing on the head.

The people around all exclaimed.

Lu Xiling almost shouted to tell Ye Zhibing to run away.

This man's weapon is too fierce, if the head is hit by the iron gauntlet, then he must die, can't he die again?
Uncle Zhao and the villagers enjoyed watching it very much, shouting "Good fight, good fight".

Ye Zhibing evaded a few tricks, one is that he doesn't know the details of the opponent's kung fu, and the other is that the opponent's weapons are very domineering, it is better to be safe.

Iron Hand attacked again and again, forcing Ye Zhibing back more than ten steps.

If you retreat further, you have to fall into the small pond in the village.

Tie Shou had this intention, this Ye Zhibing was not slippery, he used all his strength to attack several times, but Ye Zhibing dodged them lightly.

In other words, he expended the boss's energy, and it was all useless work.

It is simply intolerable.

Tie Shou decided to push Ye Zhibing into a desperate situation to see if he could hide.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
The iron hand punched like a storm, and the gleaming silver fist transformed into streaks of silver light pointing at Ye Zhibing's vital parts.

With just one punch, Ye Zhibing might die from ten to nine.

Uncle Zhao and the villagers enjoyed watching it, but they were a little anxious. Why did they fight for a long time, but they didn't hit this nasty boy with any punch.

It was too cheap for him, so they cheered for Iron Hand from the bottom of their hearts, and beat the boy with one punch.

But Ye Zhibing let them down, until he retreated to the pond, Ye Zhibing was still not even hit by the iron hand.

Tie Shou looked at Ye Zhibing who was still smiling faintly standing by the pond, feeling annoyed in his heart.

How can you hide so well now, so he asked: "You kid said you want to do a few tricks with me, why are you hiding?"

Ye Zhibing smiled lightly, "Mr. Iron Hand, my tactic is to defend and counterattack. Why, aren't you used to it?"

Defensive counterattack, anti-nima!

Iron Hand cursed violently in his heart, swung the iron fist in his hand, and swept across.

"It depends on how you hide this time." Tie Shou said with a smile.

Ye Zhibing knew that there was a pond behind him, and he had to take a bath if he retreated.

Taking a bath is not a bad thing, but there are too many people watching here, and he can't afford to lose that person.

Ye Zhibing bit his lip lightly, quickly lowered his head, dodged the iron hand's sweep, and started to fight back at the same time.

While lowering his head, he directly slammed into the iron hand's abdomen.

This kind of speed is beyond the reach of ordinary people, even if it is an iron hand, because it has already punched, it is too late to return to the defense, so it can only be hit by Ye Zhibing in the abdomen.

With a bang, the iron hand flew back, buttocks first, and fell to the ground.

This unexpected turning point caused another burst of exclamation from the people.

Lu Xiling almost cried out, but Director Sun didn't hide it, and shouted excitedly.

Secretary Luo had always been calm, but now he was smiling. He felt that his judgment was correct. Although this iron hand looked fierce, it was actually not Ye Zhibing's opponent. Looking at it now, it was as expected.

Uncle Zhao and the villagers stared wide-eyed with astonishment on their faces, looking at the iron hand lying on the ground, even the people sent by Master Lan can't beat this young man? !

Sadness, fear, pity... all kinds of emotions came to the hearts of the villagers.

The iron hand fell very hard. Although he was very strong, he still felt that his bones were broken, especially his abdomen was very, very painful. I don't know if his intestines were broken by this young man.

Ye Zhibing walked up to the iron hand with a smile, looked at the iron glove on his right hand, and said with interest: "This glove is strange, I'll take it off for you, let me have a look."

Saying that, Ye Zhibing leaned over to help Tieshou take off the iron glove on his right hand.

"do not……"

Iron gloves are Tieshou's favorite item, and they are usually reluctant to be touched by others, so how can they be lent to Ye Zhibing?

This borrowing, I am afraid that there will be no repayment.

The iron hand became anxious, watching Ye Zhibing grab his right hand and pull the iron glove vigorously, regardless of the pain in the abdomen, he swung the iron glove of his left hand vigorously and smashed it at Ye Zhibing's wrist, wanting him to retreat in spite of the difficulties.

Ye Zhibing saw that Tieshou was still struggling, so he took advantage of the situation and pulled his hand back, avoiding Tieshou's left hand attack.

But he is fine, and the iron hand will be miserable.

When Tie Shou threw out his left hand, he didn't expect Ye Zhibing to react, so he exerted all his strength and exhausted all his strength, wanting to kill him with one blow, or persuade him to retreat.

But Ye Zhibing dodged deftly. Iron Hand's left hand was wearing an iron glove, which was extremely heavy. It was too late to stop, or he had no strength to stop.

The iron fist of his left hand hit his right wrist.

Ah!
With a scream, Tieshou's right wrist became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned black and blue.

"Is his arm broken?"

A terrified villager asked the person next to him.

The person next to him nodded, "It should be, how can flesh and blood stop the fist of steel?"

The person who asked the question nodded, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that a man is so useless."

The bystanders asked puzzledly: "Even if the right hand is useless, he still has the left hand."

"Without his right hand, the coordination of the two hands will be far worse. If he was considered a first-rate master before, he will be a third-rate at best when he recovers from his injuries."

Seeing this scene, Uncle Zhao sighed, "Who else can subdue this kid?"

He had no answer, and Zhao San who was standing beside him also had no answer.

"Third son, did Master Lan send anyone else?"

Uncle Zhao knew that iron hands were useless, so he asked Zhao San.

Zhao San shook his head: "No, my relatives said they sent Iron Hands to our village to help fix that Ye Zhibing."

"No one came, what should our village do?"

Facing such a formidable and invincible Ye Zhibing, Uncle Zhao thought that his offer of 100 million would be hanging.

Lu Xiling is very caring.

Seeing that Ye Zhibing had injured someone, and the situation was stable and controllable, she walked to Ye Zhibing, looked at Tie Shou and said, "Assistant Ye, he is injured, why don't we take him to the hospital?"

Ye Zhibing smiled and asked Tieshou: "How about we take you to the hospital?"

Tie Shou gritted his teeth and said: "No need. I was ordered by Master Li to deal with you. I didn't expect to be your opponent. I admit defeat. As for going to the hospital, hmph, if you lose, you lose. Let this crippled right hand always remind me that I have lost."

"Mr. Tie Shou, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, why do you mind so much. Your body is your own, don't even disregard your own body for some master Li, okay?"