The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Under Ye Zhibing's gaze, the sports car stopped quickly, and then three young men with yellow hair jumped out.

As soon as they got out of the car, they surrounded Ye Zhibing aggressively.

As soon as the yellow-haired brother approached, he began to curse: "Stinky boy, I thought you ran away, but you didn't. What do you say about today's incident?"

The yellow-haired young man next to him couldn't bear it anymore when he saw that their eldest brother was still reasoning with this young man, "Brother, let's start the fight."

The big brother Huang Mao glared at his younger brother, who flinched.

Then Brother Huang Mao continued to press Ye Zhibing: "Say it, give us an explanation, otherwise, we will give you an explanation."

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, "What kind of explanation are you going to give me?"

Brother Huang Mao immediately rolled his eyes and said viciously, "Of course I'm taking you to the morgue."

Ye Zhibing pretended to be afraid, "Oh, brothers, you have something to say."

The yellow-haired brother pushed his nose up and put his face on his face, "It's okay to say a fart, this is how to do this, first accompany my brother to repair 30 yuan, and then let my brothers beat me up, vent my anger, and it's over."

Ye Zhibing chuckled, "Is this the only request from the elder brothers?"

Brother Huang Mao didn't understand what Ye Zhibing meant, so he asked, "Then what do you say?"

Ye Zhibing laughed and said, "You guys are driving sports cars, and you only pay 30 yuan when you open your mouth, which is too little. Have you never seen the world? Shall I take you to see the world?"

Brother Huang Mao heard Ye Zhibing say that he had never seen the world, and immediately pushed Ye Zhibing angrily.

Ye Zhibing pretended that he couldn't resist, and sat down on the ground, "Brothers, if you have something to say, don't do it."

Seeing Ye Zhibing's cowardly appearance, the yellow-haired youths burst out laughing, "Well, what a coward, haha!"

An uncle passing by saw three people "bullying" one person. He couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to persuade him to fight: "Okay, okay, everyone, don't do anything, you have something to say."

The yellow-haired brother immediately disliked other people meddling in other people's business, and grabbed the uncle's collar fiercely, "You are so old, if you talk too much, I will beat you together."

Seeing that there are many people in the family, the uncle endured it, "Okay, I don't care, I don't care."

Only then did Brother Huang Mao let go of his hand and gave it a push.

The uncle backed up again and again, staggering and almost falling.

The yellow-haired youths laughed triumphantly again.

Ye Zhibing got up from the ground, "You pushed me down just now, now I should ask you for an explanation."

Brother Huang Mao wanted to reach out to grab Ye Zhibing's collar again, but Ye Zhibing reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Brother, what's the matter? You can ask me for an explanation, but I can't ask you for an explanation?"

Brother Huang Mao's hand was restrained, but his mouth was very firm, "You haven't paid me for repairs yet, yet you still dare to ask me for an explanation. Brothers, do it."

The two younger brothers immediately punched Ye Zhibing one left and one right.

Ye Zhibing didn't move his body or let go of his hands. He stretched out his left leg, kicked the left foot, and then kicked the right foot again.

Immediately, the two younger brothers were kicked flying, one fell in the middle of the road, and the other almost fell off the paddy field next to the road.

Brother Huang Mao saw Ye Zhibing's agitation, and immediately ordered his younger brothers: "Copy guys."

But the younger brothers got up, there was no one, one younger brother saw a brick on the side of the road, and immediately ran over to pick up the brick.

The other younger brother saw it, and followed suit. He ran to the side of the road to find a brick, and the two surrounded Ye Zhibing again, one left and one right.

Seeing that these people were about to hit people with bricks, the old lady yelled, "Don't hit them, they are going to kill them."

Regardless of being restrained by Ye Zhibing, Brother Huang Mao turned his head and scolded: "Old woman, get out of here."

Hearing Brother Huang Mao scolding the grandmother, Ye Zhibing immediately slapped Brother Huang Mao seven or eight times.

"Your mouth is too stinky, let me teach you a lesson."

Ye Zhibing warned Brother Huangmao coldly.

The yellow-haired brother felt that he had lost all face, and shouted: "Smash, smash this bastard to death."

The passersby all closed their eyes, this is the rhythm of killing people.

Ye Zhibing saw the right timing, and when the two younger brothers Brick from the left and the right greeted him, he quickly pulled the big brother Huang Mao to make a spin.

"oops!"

Brother Huang Mao let out a scream, and two bricks from his younger brothers hit his left and right shoulders respectively.

Ye Zhibing let go of his hand and laughed.

This is called lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot.

Seeing that they hit their elder brother, the two younger brothers panicked, threw the brick casually, and stepped forward to support the yellow-haired elder brother: "Brother, are you all right, are you all right? We didn't mean it."

The big brother Huang Mao was only focused on crying out for pain, and didn't have time to pay attention to the two younger brothers.

But a brick thrown by a younger brother happened to fall into the old woman's basket, smashing a lot of duck eggs.

When the old grandma saw it, she was so distressed that she began to cry.

"My duck egg, my duck egg."

Ye Zhibing suddenly became angry again. It is not easy for the old lady to raise ducks to lay a few eggs in exchange for some money.

Now the fruits of the old lady's hard work have been ruined by these beasts.

Ye Zhibing grabbed Brother Huang Mao by the collar and asked sharply, "You have to give an explanation to this duck today, or you won't be able to go back standing up today."

The two little brothers wanted to go forward to save the big brother Huangmao.

Ye Zhibing was not polite, he kicked the two younger brothers away with both legs left and right.

Big brother Huang Mao felt that he was about to be strangled to death by Ye Zhibing, so he was afraid of death, so he persuaded, "Brother... let go... let go, we will lose money... lose money."

Ye Zhibing pushed Brother Huang Mao so that he fell on his back to the ground.

This wasn't enough, Ye Zhibing went straight over and stepped on Brother Huang Mao's chest, and asked, "I'll lose the money now, or I'll trample you to death."

Brother Huang Mao is completely convinced by Ye Zhibing now.

This person is so good at fighting, one hits three, effortlessly, like a monstrous existence.

He immediately agreed: "Okay, okay, I'll lose money right away."

Brother Huang Mao struggled to reach into his trousers pocket, took out a wallet, and took out a lot of money.

"Here, I'll pay you back."

Ye Zhibing saw that the money was more than 1 yuan, thinking that these rich people bully others every day, and today they want to benefit the old lady, so he stooped and grabbed the money.

Ye Zhibing turned around and walked to the old lady, and handed the money to the old lady: "This is the money to pay for your duck eggs, take it."

Seeing so much money, the old grandma dared not accept it, "I can't ask for so much money."

"Take it, grandma."

While talking, Ye Zhibing heard the sound of the sports car engine again. It turned out that the three yellow-haired youths sneaked into the car while Ye Zhibing was talking to the old lady, and drove away quickly.

Ye Zhibing put the money into the grandmother's hand and told her: "Grandma, the duck eggs are all broken, take the money and go back to rest today."

The old lady couldn't shirk it, so she accepted the money, picked up the burden, and walked back slowly under the watchful eyes of Ye Zhibing.