The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Smith was terrified. If he ran a step faster, the knife might be stuck in his head.

"Run, you run." Afraid that Smith might not understand, Ye Zhibing didn't mind prompting in English, "run, run!"

If Smith had the guts, he wouldn't dare to run away.

He turned to look at Ye Zhibing, showing a flattering smile: "Mr. Ye, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding."

Ye Zhibing was not in the mood to smile at him, and asked him straightforwardly: "What exactly do you want from me? Where did you get the news from?"

Smith's expression was full of forced smiles, and he slowly spoke clearly: "I...I listened to my...my boss, Mr. White."

"Who is Mr. White?"

Ye Zhibing had never heard of this name before, so he asked.

"Mr. White is... the son of the chairman of the Angel Oil Company... and I am his subordinate."

Speaking of Angel Oil Company, Ye Zhibing finally had some clues, "Then how do you know I have something?"

"I don't know." Smith shook his head. "I'm following orders."

Ye Zhibing thought about it, but he still couldn't figure it out. First, he didn't know what they were looking for, and second, who sent the news.

Seeing that Ye Zhibing was thinking about something, Smith asked cautiously, "Mr. Ye, can I go?"

Ye Zhibing came back to his senses and smiled, "Want to leave? Everything started because of you, wouldn't it be cheaper for you to leave like this?"

Smith thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "Mr. Ye, I can give you money, money!"

As he spoke, Smith took out a large number of colorful knives from his pocket, and presented them to Ye Zhibing, "It's all yours, yours."

"Mine?" Ye Zhibing smiled and took the banknotes.

Smith thought he had a plan and bought Ye Zhibing, so he could get away now.

"It's all yours, Mr. Ye, can I go?"

"Hold on."

Ye Zhibing roared.

Smith was taken aback and had to turn around to face the murderous Ye Zhibing.

"I can give you more." Smith tried not to anger Ye Zhibing, and continued to buy more.

Ye Zhibing slammed the banknote over Smith's face suddenly, almost knocking out Smith's nosebleed.

Bills were floating all over the sky, like it was snowing. In a moment, both Ye Zhibing and Smith were surrounded by bills.

"Mr. Ye, you..."

Smith didn't understand why Ye Zhibing suddenly turned his back after taking the money.

Ye Zhibing snorted, "I promised to take your money and let you go?"

"This..." Smith was at a loss for words, Ye Zhibing did not say this.

But after receiving the money, does it make any difference?Smith was puzzled.

This Ye Zhibing was a little unreasonable.

"Mr. Smith, since you have caused me trouble, I have to reward you with some punishment."

Ye Zhibing said seriously.

Smith was a little scared. He didn't know what Ye Zhibing's so-called punishment was, and the unknown was the source of fear, so he had to feel fear.

"Mr. Ye, what are you going to do?"

"Punishment, don't you understand? If you don't understand, what are you doing here? Listen to me, you can go back, you must leave one thing, is it a finger or a toe, you Choose yourself."

Smith understood. He could understand Chinese at first, but the expression was a little bit inappropriate.

Ye Zhibing's punishment, in his opinion, was too horrible.

So Smith protested to Ye Zhibing: "Mr. Ye, this kind of punishment is too barbaric, only uncivilized people can do it, please let me go."

Hearing Smith call him a barbarian, Ye Zhibing was enraged, grabbed Smith by the neck, and lifted Smith alive so that Smith's two legs could not step on the ground, and he kicked wildly in the air.

"Yes, I am a savage, so here is the law of my savage, tell me your choice, there is no choice within 1 minute, I will treat both things as your kindness, and I am willing to stay."

Ye Zhibing threatened Smith with a ferocious face.

Smith struggled for a while, unable to get free, so he gritted his teeth and said, "I...I would like to keep a finger."

When Ye Zhibing heard that Smith had made a choice, he put him down and said coldly, "Then hurry up, I have to go home and sleep."

Smith picked up a machete with ashes and trembling in shock, and put his finger on the blade of the machete.

The minions lying on the ground were so frightened that they closed their eyes, not daring to watch such an astonishing scene.

"Come on! Shall I urge you in English, Mr. Smith?"

Seeing Smith dawdling, Ye Zhibing urged impatiently.

Smith still made a move, and suddenly with a wave of his hand, he slashed the machete at Ye Zhibing who was beside him.

When Ye Zhibing heard the wind of the knife, he immediately jumped to avoid Smith's sneak attack.

Seeing that he had nowhere to attack Ye Zhibing, Smith knew that there was no chance, so he threw the knife away, closed his eyes, and let Ye Zhibing deal with it.

Ye Zhibing was really angry. This foreigner gave him a chance to live, but he dared to carry out a sneak attack. I really don't know how to write the word dead.

Picking up a machete, Ye Zhibing walked to Smith, grabbed one of his fingers without any explanation, and threw it on the blade of the machete.

Mr. Smith suddenly screamed, piercing the night sky, causing the surrounding residents to stick their heads out of the windows to look.

Ye Zhibing didn't stay any longer, and then walked back. Seeing Qiao Ying looking here not far away, he smiled and said hello: "Beauty, why don't you leave? Are you afraid that those people will come to trouble you again?"

Qiao Ying shook her head and said in a low voice, "You saved me just now, I haven't thanked you yet, I stayed here to say thank you."

Then, Qiao Ying said "thank you" solemnly, then turned and ran into the darkness, and she was no longer seen.

Ye Zhibing continued to walk, and when he reached the downstairs of the rented room, a person flashed out of the darkness, "You are really a barbarian."

Ye Zhibing smiled: "It's others who are unkind, and I am unrighteous. No wonder I am."

It was Duan Rong who came, "I've seen it all."

"Then why don't you go up and help me?"

Ye Zhibing asked back.

Duan Rong smiled, "With your Ye Zhibing's skills, you can take care of these rookies, do you still need me to help? Aren't you a hero to save the beauty, I'm afraid it will delay your rescue."

You came and I talked, Ye Zhibing said seriously: "It's so late, what do you want me for?"

Duan Rong said: "It's the thing you said last time that Wei wanted to cure the disease. Lao Wang arranged for the best experts to guarantee the recovery."

"Hawaii. You can't remember anymore. Remember Hawaii. If you remove the last word, it will be my brother's name."

"Well, this method is good, and it will not be difficult to remember his name."

Under the street lamp, Duan Rong smiled brightly.