The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing chuckled, "Mr. Huang, I really want to, but it's too late today, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Huang Guolong also knew that it was too late, so he stopped teasing, "Okay, let's go."

Su Su was a little unhappy, "Mr. Ye, how can I contact you in the future?"

Huang Guolong smiled and said, "Susu, do you want to know Mr. Ye's phone number?"

Susu nodded, "Yes."

Huang Guolong stretched out his hand and pinched Susu's face, "Then treat me better, and I'll tell you."

Susu said angrily, "Since when did I treat you badly?"

Huang Guolong was joking, and he was anxious to send Ye Zhibing back, so he said, "Well, you are very kind to me. I will tell you Mr. Ye's phone number when I come next time."

Susu chuckled, "I won't ask Mr. Ye for it myself? I'll wait for your next visit."

Huang Guolong was forced to ask questions by Su Su, so he had nothing to say, so he shook his head, smiled and walked to the elevator.

Ye Zhibing also smiled at Susu, turned around and followed Huang Guolong's pace.

Susu stomped her feet, annoyed that Ye Zhibing didn't tell her the phone number.

Ye Zhibing and Huang Guolong left the nightclub, and the air outside was much fresher.

"The air is so good, it is worthy of being a seaside city."

Ye Zhibing sighed.

Huang Guolong smiled, "Mr. Ye, then you haven't seen a typhoon blowing. If you have seen it, you will know that the seaside city is not so good."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said nothing.

Huang Guolong brought Ye Zhibing to his sports car, opened the door, and invited Ye Zhibing to get in the car.

After Ye Zhibing sat down and fastened his seat belt, Huang Guolong drove Ye Zhibing back to his hotel.

As soon as he left the parking lot, Ye Zhibing felt he was being followed.

"Mr. Huang, look at that white BMW behind us, is it following us?"

Huang Guolong took a few glances in the rearview mirror, but he didn't take it seriously, "Don't care about him, in Donghai, there is no one who dares to provoke me."

Huang Guolong was so confident, Ye Zhibing, as an outsider, had nothing to say, just smiled.

Along the way, the white BMW followed Ye Zhibing's car like a shadow.

Ye Zhibing thought about it, he just came to Donghai, these people should not be targeting him.

There was only one answer, and it was for Huang Guolong.

Mr. Gao is so influential, and his right-hand man has someone to make up his mind. This is a new thing.

But Huang Guolong's attitude was so indifferent, Ye Zhibing could only observe the opponent's movements.

When the car was approaching the hotel, another van came in the opposite lane.

As soon as the van saw Huang Guolong's sports car, it immediately changed lanes, crossed the yellow line and ran in front of the sports car.

If Huang Guolong didn't want his sports car to collide with the opponent's van, he had to stop for a while.

Huang Guolong really didn't want his new sports car to be damaged, so he slammed on the brakes and stopped.

The van on the opposite side also stopped, only three or four meters away from the sports car.

Huang Guolong was very angry. It was really tiring for someone to mess with him like this.

He opened the car door, jumped out of the car, and wanted to argue with the person in the car, or scold him severely.

Ye Zhibing also got out of the car and walked behind Huang Guolong.

The door of the van opened, and five or six young men with machetes jumped out. The following BMW car also stopped beside the two of them, and three well-dressed young men came down.

Among the three young men, the one standing a little ahead was wearing sunglasses, with long hair parted in the middle, very elegant.

When Huang Guolong saw the young man with a split head, he became even more angry, and cursed: "Biaozi, why did you arrange this?"

The young man with the middle parted head named Biaozi nodded jokingly, "Yes, Brother Long, what's wrong?"

Huang Guolong scolded: "Of course it's wrong, what do you mean?"

Biaozi smiled contemptuously, "What I mean, Brother Long, can't you see it?"

Huang Guolong snorted, "You're quite courageous, don't you want to die?"

Biaozi laughed when he heard this, "Brother Long, is it interesting that you still say such nonsense when you are about to die?"

Huang Guolong believed that he had the backing of Mr. Gao, so he still looked down on Biaozi, "If you have the guts, kill him! I want to see if you have the kind!"

Ye Zhibing whispered into Huang Guolong's ear, "Are they your enemies?"

Huang Guolong said angrily: "They are traitors."

Biaozi over there issued an order, "Brothers, hack them to death."

Those young men with knives are about to do it.

Ye Zhibing flashed in front of Huang Guolong, spread his arms, and shouted: "Stop!"

The young people froze for a moment, then looked at Biaozi for his instructions.

Biaozi frowned and looked at Ye Zhibing, and found that he didn't know this young man, so he asked, "Who the hell are you? If you're afraid of death, go away, lest you say that I killed innocent people indiscriminately."

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly and said, "Are you Brother Biao? As the saying goes, it's better to settle an enemy than tie it up, to give brother a face, forget it, and go back, just pretend it's nothing like that."

Biaozi sneered and said, "Give you face? What are you? I will teach you how to behave in minutes."

Ye Zhibing became angry, why is this guy so arrogant, he is not afraid of Mr. Gao, he is not afraid of hacking people to death, just like a stunned young man.

Therefore, Ye Zhibing issued a warning to Biaozi: "Brother Biao, I just said good things. If everyone goes back, there will be no casualties. If you insist on attacking us, then I'm sorry, we will defend ourselves."

Biaozi didn't have so many worries about a young man who suddenly appeared, so he didn't say much nonsense, and waved his hand: "Cut!"

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Ye Zhibing had to fight, so he said to Huang Guolong: "Mr. Huang, go hide in the car and leave it to me here."

Huang Guolong knew Ye Zhibing's skill well, and said with confidence: "Okay, Mr. Ye. You helped me this time, and I will definitely speak for you in front of Mr. Gao."

Ye Zhibing nodded: "Thank you."

Huang Guolong got into the car like a rabbit and closed the doors.

Those young men with machetes aimed at Ye Zhibing, planning to hack him to death before attacking the sports car.

Ye Zhibing looked at the young men rushing over, sneered, and suddenly exerted force on his feet, rushing towards them.

Then there was a dazzling sound of kicking and beating, only the sound of machetes falling to the ground, and the cries of someone being beaten badly.

After just meeting each other, Ye Zhibing unloaded the guys from these young people's hands, and also punched or kicked each of them along the way.

When Biaozi saw the great situation, he turned around immediately, and asked with some horror, "Who are you?"

Ye Zhibing replied sullenly: "It doesn't matter who I am. I gave you a chance just now, but you didn't cherish it. Now it's your turn!"