The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing, Mr. Zhang and others drank until after eleven o'clock before breaking up happily.

Mr. Zhang accompanied Ye Zhibing to the entrance of the restaurant, wanted to exchange a few words, and then went back to each other.

But at this moment, more than a dozen strong men jumped out of several vans parked opposite the restaurant, and rushed towards them aggressively with machetes in their hands.

The leader was a strong young man in a flowered shirt with a beard and a very vicious appearance. He was followed by a thin guy.

Ye Zhibing had seen that guy before, he was the bearded driver he had taught him a lesson.

It seems that this group of people came to seek revenge on themselves.

But Ye Zhibing is not afraid at all, come as soon as you come, let's talk with fists.

Mr. Zhang frowned. He knew this group of people and knew they were not easy to mess with, so he stood in front of Ye Zhibing and said to the bearded man, "Brother Bo, save yourself, this is my friend."

The bearded man stared, and didn't give Mr. Zhang any face, "How old are you, why should I give you face. It's none of your business here, if you don't get out, be careful, I will kill you."

After scolding Mr. Zhang, he turned his face to look at Ye Zhibing, and asked the mustache driver next to him, "Is he Ye Zhibing?"

The driver with the mustache was still very afraid of Ye Zhibing, so he shrank behind the bearded man and whispered, "He is Ye Zhibing."

The bearded man laughed and said, "Such a pretty boy is worth several million, what the hell."

Ye Zhibing smiled faintly, ignored the bearded beard, and said to the mustache driver behind him: "Hey, I warned you, don't let me see you again, why did you take my words for granted?"

The driver with the mustache didn't dare to look directly at Ye Zhibing, and timidly replied in a low voice, "I'm not...not..."

Ye Zhibing understood, he was forced to come here by the bearded man, just because he had seen Ye Zhibing.

Forget it, don't bother with a small person.

Ye Zhibing looked at the bearded man and asked, "Your name is Xiang Bo, right?"

Xiang Bo was slightly taken aback, "You know me?"

Ye Zhibing saw that this person's words were dirty and vulgar, so he said impatiently: "You want to take revenge on me, right? Then come on, I happened to be drunk, and I will show you a set of drunken fists."

Xiang Bo was furious, "You kid likes to pretend, don't you? Then I'll make you happy and beat you like a drunk dog."

A person with a sharp mouth may not be powerful, Ye Zhibing dismissed it indifferently, "It's too early to say who is a drunk dog."

"Hmph, boy, today is your death day."

Xiang Bo said aggressively.

Still showing off with his mouth, Ye Zhibing ignored this guy, he had never been afraid of anyone in a fight, so he took out another cigarette, handed it to Mr. Zhang, took out one himself, put it in his mouth, and lit it with a lighter , slowly took a sip.

Mr. Zhang was very surprised. Ye Zhibing acted so calmly at such a critical moment, which was really rare and opened his eyes.

Xiang Bo was very angry. The person named Ye Zhibing didn't seem to take them seriously. Could it be that he is a Chihuahua?

No, I have to kill this guy who despises me!
So, Xiang Bo said angrily to Ye Zhibing: "Boy, you can pretend. If you kneel in front of me and kowtow three times, I might make your death easier."

Ye Zhibing looked at Xiang Bo, exhaled a smoke ring, and said lightly: "Oh, you like to kneel down to others so much? Men have gold under their knees, have you heard of it? By the way, you are like a dog People, if I talk to you about this, I'm playing the piano against the cow."

"Wow, you are still stubborn when you are about to die, let's see how I will kill you today."

Xiang Bo lost his temper.

Ye Zhibing admired his opponent's expression very much, smiled slightly, took a puff of cigarette, and calmly exhaled a circle of smoke.

"You want to kill me, right? Then come on, don't just talk about it, you say 1 years, I'm still alive and well." Ye Zhibing held a cigarette between his fingers, and said disdainfully.

"Okay, if you are so eager to seek death, I will help you." Xiang Bo was furious.

"That's right, you're talking nonsense, it's delayed my sleep time, you know?"

Ye Zhibing took a drag on his cigarette and laughed.

"Okay, just watch how I chop you up." Xiang Bo glared at Ye Zhibing angrily, and shook the gleaming machete in his hand.

Mr. Zhang couldn't figure out why Ye Zhibing deliberately provoked these desperadoes.

But now is not the time to ask questions, so I am thinking about whether to avoid it for a while when the fight starts.

"Brother Bo, what reason are we talking to this kid? Just go up and cut up the body with knives." A younger brother behind Xiang Bo became anxious for the older brother.

"Okay, you guys go together, I want to see who divides whose corpse." Ye Zhibing glanced at the younger brother coldly, took note of the guy's appearance, and waited for someone to chop off his fingers. His two fingers will be given special treatment. .

Xiang Bo felt that if he did not fight, he would not be able to suppress the anger of his brothers, so he said, "Okay, brothers, let's hack him to death together."

"That's right. I've been moaning and cursing for a long time, but I'm still alive and well, right?"

Ye Zhibing continued to smoke, smiling slightly.

"I'm so pissed off."

Xiang Bo cursed angrily.

Ye Zhibing nodded, and said with a smile: "You better save it, lest you die before I make a move. Isn't it very unfair, isn't it, Xiang Bo?"

Now Xiang Bo realized that he was no match for the opponent, so he waved the machete in his hand and shouted: "Brothers, go!"

A group of people attacked Ye Zhibing with machetes. Mr. Zhang was so frightened that he quickly turned around and ran back to the restaurant to wait and see. His people also followed the boss away, leaving Ye Zhibing alone to face the group of people.

Ye Zhibing was very calm, and with lightning speed, he punched a boy who was rushing in front of him with his teeth and claws and a sharp knife.

boom!
Ye Zhibing's punch directly hit the younger brother's face, sending him flying backwards, falling heavily to the ground, and passed out immediately.

Xiang Bo was stunned for a moment, but relying on the number of people and the quickness of the sword, he wanted to avenge the stunned younger brother, roaring and slashing at Ye Zhibing directly.

Ye Zhibing breathed out, not only didn't retreat, he squatted down, quickly swept his legs, swept around, and accurately kicked the ankles of every strong man with a knife.

clang clang clang.

The machetes fell to the ground one after another, and the younger brothers couldn't stand upright one after another, lying on the ground.

Xiang Bo was behind the crowd, so he was not kicked by Ye Zhibing, but he was holding a machete with a dazed look on his face, what's going on?

But Ye Zhibing didn't give Xiang Bo time to think about this question, he kicked Xiang Bo who was in a daze.

Xiang Bo screamed, clutching his chest, lying on the ground and struggling, but still didn't understand what was going on.

In such a short while, he and his younger brother all fell down?
Ye Zhibing walked up to Xiang Bo, and asked with a smile: "You are so capable, and you still seek revenge from me. I advise you to practice for a few more years before you come back."

Xiang Bo came back to his senses, smiled wryly and said, "I..."

This time I don't say "Lao Tzu", it's a little more civilized.