The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

When Biaozi withdrew his fist, Meng Ke said coldly, "It's my turn."

Meng Ke was wearing an off-the-shoulder vest, his arms were muscular and strong, and he looked extremely powerful.

Biaozi was a little scared, but he stood in front of his boss Brother Xian, and he had no room to back down, otherwise, his professional reputation would be ruined.

Meng Ke raised his fist, twisted his wrist, and stared at Biaozi's forehead.

Biaozi knew intuitively that he was not this person's opponent, but he couldn't retreat, so he had to raise his fists in front of him, in a defensive posture.

Meng Ke looked at Biaozi's actions contemptuously, dismissed him, snorted coldly, and punched out.

Biaozi saw Meng Ke's fist attacking him, so he rushed to parry him.

There was a muffled bang, and the two fists collided.

Biaozi swayed, trying to stand firm, but Meng Ke's punch was so powerful that he still couldn't hold on. He tilted to the left and fell to the ground, revealing Brother Xian who was terrified behind him.

Brother Xian knew that the master Fang Bing invited was very powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

He is very aware of Biaozi's skills, and the previous fights have saved him face, and he has made great contributions.

Such an expert could not withstand a single blow in front of Meng Ke, which shows how terrifying Meng Ke's fighting power is.

Brother Xian's younger brothers were all terrified, and sighed inwardly, it's over, it's over, the mine may not be able to keep, and they won't be able to make any money.

Meng Ke knocked down Biaozi with one move, looked at Brother Xian, and then at Biaozi, as if he was considering who to beat next.

Fang Bing remained silent, watching Meng Ke show his power with a smile.

Meng Ke was invited by Fang Bing. The more prestigious Meng Ke is, the more face he will have on Fang Bing, and the more he will be able to calm down the gang of Brother Xian's younger brothers and let them weigh whether it is time to change the dock.

Ye Zhibing didn't care, this was a civil war between the bosses, and it had nothing to do with him. He held a glass full of good wine in his hand, and sipped it slowly in his spare time.

Fang Bing glanced at the audience, but he couldn't see through the young man.

Everyone else was trembling with fear, but he didn't seem to see anything, and drank his own wine.

Meng Ke thought for a while, then aimed at Biaozi who was lying on the ground.

He walked towards Biaozi, reached out and grabbed Biaozi's collar, and asked sharply, "Are you still playing with me?"

Although Biaozi has been with Brother Xian for a long time, he is also a bit bad, but there is one thing, he has a lot of backbone.

Except for Ye Zhibing who threatened him with his family and compromised once, no one else wanted him to bow his head.

Faced with Meng Ke's questioning, Biaozi spit out a mouthful of phlegm and said, "Play."

Meng Ke laughed, lifted Biaozi up, told him to stand upright, and said to him, "Come again, I'll let you punch first."

Biaozi gritted his teeth, stared, yelled, and unceremoniously swung his fist, hitting Meng Ke's chest.

However, this time, Meng Ke didn't let Biaozi hit him, but shot quickly, and cut off Biaozi's wrist in one fell swoop.

Biaozi pushed forward vigorously, but it didn't move at all.

Then pull back without moving at all.

Biaozi was in a hurry, and swung his other fist, hitting Meng Ke's hand holding his wrist, wanting to encircle Wei and save Zhao.

With confidence in mind, Meng Ke raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer, stretched out his other hand, and clasped Biaozi's wrist accurately.

Biaozi had no choice but to use the two clasped hands as a support point to raise his legs and kick Meng Ke's waist to see if he would let him go.

Unexpectedly, Meng Ke was very experienced in this kind of situation. He clasped Biaozi's wrist and twisted it forcefully.

Biaozi's legs were off the ground, and his wrist was deducted again. After kicking empty, he was pressed down sideways by Meng Ke and fell to the ground.

This time, Meng Ke suppressed it perfectly, and Biaozi struggled desperately, but he couldn't break free.

Meng Ke sneered and said, "Enough of letting you play, it's time for me to play."

After finishing speaking, Meng Ke let go of one hand, raised his fist and hit Biaozi on the back of the head.

Ye Zhibing was taken aback, this Meng Ke's strikes were not serious, his strength was so great, and with such a full punch, Biaozi would either die or be seriously injured, maybe he would be permanently disabled.

Biaozi still has parents, a wife, and children. He can't ruin everything because of one failure, right?

Besides, Biaozi is a dark thread that he planted next to brother Xian, so he can't just be pulled out like this.

Ye Zhibing was forced to take action. Although he was unwilling to intervene in the fight between these mine bosses, it was Biaozi he wanted to save.

Ye Zhibing threw the wine glass on the table, leaped forward, and kicked Meng Ke's fist up vigorously with his foot.

Fortunately among misfortunes, Ye Zhibing did it.

Biaozi thought he was bound to die, and when he heard the sound of his fist, he had already closed his eyes, waiting for the judgment of fate; Meng Ke thought that his punch could completely destroy the bodyguard on the ground; Bearing the heart to see this scene, they closed their eyes and shivered; Fang Bing took a look of appreciation, thinking to completely shock these competitors.

But the punch still didn't go down.

All of this is because of that seemingly irrelevant young man just now.

Meng Ke was a little dizzy. He was sure to get this punch, but was rushed to destroy it by a young man a few meters away. He didn't even think about how to deal with it.

If it were him, he wouldn't even be sure that he could control it so well. Speed ​​and strength are indispensable.

Meng Ke let go of Biaozi, turned to face Ye Zhibing, glared at Ye Zhibing, and asked, "Are you going to play with me?"

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly and said, "It's none of my business how you fight, but this man poured wine for me during lunch, so you can't beat him."

Fang Bing interjected at this moment, "Young man, since you say it's none of your business, well, you step aside, I'll let Meng Ke not hurt this bodyguard, is that okay?"

The reason why Fang Bing said this was because he saw that Ye Zhibing was also very skilled, and since he was unwilling to get involved, then Fang Bing would not be involved.Give each other face, and the matter will pass.

Ye Zhibing reached out to help the ignorant Biaozi up, and Fang Bing said, "Okay, don't hit the brother who poured wine for me, and other things have nothing to do with me."

Brother Xian is in a hurry, Ye Zhibing is his life-saving straw, how can he keep Ye Zhibing out of the matter?

He shouted: "Ye Zhibing, please help me this time, and I promise to give you 1000 million as a reward afterwards."

Fang Bing sneered and said, "Is your Brother Xian rich? Young man, if you don't intervene, I will give you 500 million."

Brother Xian hurriedly raised the price: "I am 2000 million..."

Ye Zhibing waved his hand, "Okay, okay, stop arguing, I have stated that I have nothing to do with this matter."