The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

The killer felt the pain in his face.

What's more worrying is her beautiful face.

"Ye Zhibing, kill as long as you want, why torture people?"

The killer questioned Ye Zhibing angrily.

Ye Zhibing laughed. It turned out that she was also afraid of being disfigured by herself. It would be a pity to destroy such a pretty face.

He is also this person, he is still very sympathetic, as long as he cooperates well, it is actually not difficult to talk about.

"I won't kill you, I've already said that. I'm asking your question now, do you want to answer it? If you don't want to answer it, I'm very interested in carving two flowers on your face and a rose on the left side , carved a hibiscus flower on the right cheek, do you like it?"

"I……"

When the killer came out, he was originally determined to be benevolent if he failed, but he hesitated at the moment.

If one's face is smeared by this bad guy, then it is really shameless to see others.

"I haven't decided yet, so I'm going to start carving. By the way, I forgot to tell you, my craftsmanship is relatively unfamiliar, and you may feel uncomfortable for a while. But don't worry, I will lend you a mirror after I finish carving." Take a photo, let you also appreciate my masterpiece."

When speaking, Ye Zhibing exerted a little force, and the killer suddenly felt a tingling pain on his face.

It seemed that this Ye Zhibing was really good at fighting, and the killer panicked.

It is a woman's nature to love beauty, and killers are no exception. She thinks that she should save her face first, and let's talk about the rest.

"I said, I said, you stop."

The killer begged Ye Zhibing not to do it again.

Ye Zhibing smiled wickedly, "Okay, be good, and I will love you dearly. You see, you are so beautiful, so lovable. I am still a little bit reluctant to do it."

"It's hell if you don't want to."

The killer angrily accused Ye Zhibing of lying, who scratched her face just now?

Ye Zhibing defended himself: "Beauty, I have no choice but to tell you not to answer my question."

"Then...then don't scratch my face, I'll answer your question."

Ye Zhibing nodded, "Okay, I won't scratch anymore, as long as you answer the questions carefully. Now, answer the first question, what's your name?"

"My name is... My name is Bai Ling, Bai from Tiantian, and Ling from Linglong."

"Bai Ling, Bai Ling, a good name, the name is like the person, the name is nice, and the person is beautiful, the only shortcoming is..."

Bai Ling was stunned, what's wrong with the name?

"What is it?"

She asked curiously.

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly and said, "It's just that the heart is a little vicious."

Bai Ling snorted angrily, "You are my prey, should a hunter be kind to his prey?"

"Well, what you said makes sense. But now that the prey and the hunter have switched, it seems that I don't have to be merciful to you, is that the reason?"

Bai Ling was at a loss for words, she said this herself, Ye Zhibing slapped her in the face, she couldn't refute it.

Seeing that Bai Ling was silent, Ye Zhibing said, "Okay, for the sake of you answering my first question honestly, I won't argue with you anymore. Now for the second question, who sent you?" of?"

Bai Ling replied, "No one sent me here. I wanted to come here myself."

Lying, outright lying.

Ye Zhibing and Bai Ling didn't know each other, and they had no grudges in the past or recent days, so she had no reason to take the initiative to kill Ye Zhibing.

She just wanted to cover up the mastermind behind her.

But Ye Zhibing was not a three-year-old child, he would be fooled by Bai Ling like this.

Ye Zhibing bent down with a sneer, and put the edge of the dagger on the button of Bai Ling's collar.

"Bai Ling, you don't have to lie to me. If you answer dishonestly, I'm very interested in studying the secrets inside your clothes."

Bai Ling was ashamed and anxious, just now Ye Zhibing had stabbed her in the face with a dagger, but as for cutting her clothes, she believed that Ye Zhibing could do it.

How can this be done?

Although it was said that the funder violated professional ethics, he couldn't care so much at the moment, and self-help was the most important thing.

"I said, I said, you take the dagger away."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "No, you tell the truth first, and I'll see if I want to take the dagger away."

Bai Ling didn't have the leverage to negotiate with Ye Zhibing, so besides telling the truth, she could only let Ye Zhibing be frivolous.

"Okay, let me tell you, I'm from the Baimen of Qingyun Mountain, and my father is the head of the sect. A few days ago, a man came to look for my father and said that he wanted my father to come here to kill someone, and the reward was 500 million."

"White gate? What is the white gate?"

Ye Zhibing came into contact with these inexplicable names more and more, making himself feel like he was in the world of martial arts.

In his heart, he thought that these were all fooling people, at most it was just a few martial arts enthusiasts recruiting a group of people to practice together.

As for any unique skills and peerless tricks, they are all deceptive. The real world operates according to the laws of physics. If you want to become powerful, you need to train your strength, speed, angle, skills, etc. in accordance with scientific methods. It is not a fancy unique skill.

Seeing that Ye Zhibing had never heard of Baimen, Bai Ling felt a little disappointed, so she explained: "Qingyunshan Baimen is a sect founded by my father. We are best at stabbing. My father is a first-class master."

After hearing this, Ye Zhibing passed away, and then asked, "What about your father? Why didn't he come to assassinate me but you?"

"Because my father is sick."

Ye Zhibing chuckled twice, "Heroes get sick too?"

"My father is also flesh and blood, and of course he gets sick."

"So you're going to close the deal on your father's behalf, right?"

"Yes. My father rejected that person's request, but I think the sect still needs funds to develop, so I persuaded my father to accept it."

"I'll tell you the rest of the story for you. Your father accepted it, and then he couldn't come because of illness, so you went to fight for your father, is that right?"

Bai Ling nodded, "That's right."

"Then you are still Hua Mulan, going to fight for your father."

Ye Zhibing sneered a few words in a mocking tone.

"I... I was thinking of my father."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "I know, Miss Mulan."

"My name is not Mulan, but Bai Ling."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Bai Ling. Now, tell me who asked you to kill me?"

"Yes... it's the Lan family."

"The Lan family. Okay, I see. They are willing to spend a lot of money. Actually, wouldn't it be more cost-effective to give me 500 million and disappear by myself? The Lan family is too good at thinking about causing these troubles."

Ye Zhibing complained for no reason.

Bai Ling was speechless, and asked Ye Zhibing to remove the dagger.

Ye Zhibing took a deep breath and said, "Mulan... oh no, Miss Bai Ling, I've figured everything out. Now let's talk about how to deal with you."

After finally relaxing, Bai Ling became nervous again, and asked, "What do you want to do with me?"