The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing kicked Brother Yu, "You think I'll let you go if someone comes?"

Brother Yu had hope, so his attitude became arrogant, "If you dare to hit me, Brother Xing will not let you go."

Ye Zhibing got angry, and hit Brother Yu's head hard with the back of his knife, and Brother Yu collapsed limply and passed out.

After dealing with Brother Yu, Ye Zhibing turned around and took a look at Brother Xing. He saw that he was relatively burly, with a dark complexion, but his eyebrows were straight. He was wearing a black brand-name T-shirt, and his face was a little angry.

Two people followed behind Brother Xing, one was very young, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, and the other was a fat man wearing a patterned T-shirt, but his figure was extremely strong, and his face was covered with thick flesh.

Ye Zhibing has already beaten the dog, now he needs to deal with the owner.

"Are you Brother Xing? I'm sorry, but your subordinate provoked me, so I took the initiative to teach him a lesson."

Brother Xing waved his hand, "Forget it, I won't pursue this matter, but I think you can hit a dozen people by yourself, it's a few hits. Let me ask you, which path are you on."

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, "I am a tourist."

"Tourist?" Brother Xing frowned, "Are you really just a tourist?"

Ye Zhibing laughed, and said lightly: "It's really a tourist, it's a real fake."

Brother Xing thought for a while and said, "Brother, I admire your skills very much. Are you interested in following me? You should have heard of me, and I promise I won't treat you badly."

Ye Zhibing was not interested in Brother Xing's solicitation, and shook his head, "I'm sorry, Brother Xing. I'm just a tourist. I'm going home after traveling."

Brother Xing sighed, "Hey, think about it again, if you come and follow me, I'll give you a house..."

Before Brother Xing could finish speaking, Ye Zhibing had already refused: "No, I have my own house."

At this time, the young man behind Brother Xing couldn't bear it anymore, and said to Brother Xing: "Brother Xing, what are you talking about with him, he beat our brother, let me teach him a lesson."

Brother Xing thought about it, and felt that he could let the masters around him try to see how strong the young man opposite him was.

If it is very powerful, you can consider visiting the thatched cottage and poaching people here.

"Okay, Huazi, go and practice with him."

The young man Huazi strode forward, walked up to Ye Zhibing, and said fiercely: "Boy, do you want to compare swords or fists?"

Ye Zhibing smiled disapprovingly and said, "It's up to you."

Hua Zi waved his fist, "I'll compete with you."

Ye Zhibing smiled calmly and said, "Okay, I'll let you do three tricks."

After finishing speaking, Ye Zhibing threw the machete in his hand to the distance, stood proudly, and waited for Hua Zi to attack him.

Huazi was about to be pissed off, this kid is arrogant enough, let himself do three tricks?
Do you need him to make three moves?

Huazi gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, the veins on his arms popped out, "You kid wants to die."

Following this curse, Hua Zi punched Ye Zhibing directly in the face with his right hand.

Ye Zhibing was still smiling and didn't move. When the fist was almost in front of him, he squatted violently, and Huazi's fist was empty.

"First move."

Hua Zi was upset at first when he hit the air, and was counted by his opponent, as if he was sure to beat him, he immediately became furious, retracted his fist, raised his right leg and swept his kick.

His kick is very powerful. During practice, he can kick a thick wooden stick or a small tree. If he kicks a person's waist, it will definitely break a bone.

When Ye Zhibing saw Hua Zi's sweeping legs, he quickly backed away without haste, avoiding Hua Zi's sweep.

"The second move, young man, cherish it, I only give you three moves."

Ye Zhibing laughed at Hua Zi.

Huazi was about to smoke, so he used his unique move, flew towards Ye Zhibing, and swung his fists, one left and one right.

He confidently jumped far enough, not afraid of Ye Zhibing's retreat, and he punched again, one left and one right, sealing off the space for Ye Zhibing to dodge on the left and right sides.

Hmph, let's see how you escape this time.

But what surprised everyone was that Ye Zhibing only leaned back, almost reaching his face, before stretching out his hands for support.

Huazi didn't expect Ye Zhibing's weird path, and flew past Ye Zhibing by himself.

When Hua Zi stood up, Ye Zhibing sneered from behind him, "The third trick, okay, I'll let it go here, now it's up to me."

Hua Zi wanted to turn around to deal with it, but he felt an elbow strangling his neck.

This is to lock the throat, Huazi was shocked.

He immediately reached out and grabbed Ye Zhibing's arm, trying to break it apart.

Ye Zhibing sneered and said, "Young man, being choked by someone is not how you deal with it."

Sure enough, Hua Zi felt that his throat was getting tighter and tighter, and his breathing began to be difficult.

Brother Xing looked at it and thought deeply. This young man has subdued the masters around him with such a few tricks. He is simply unfathomable. Who is so divine?

The fat man next to Xingge protects Xingge with Huazi every day, and has a deep relationship with Huazi. Seeing that Huazi is in danger, he doesn't wait for Xingge's orders, yells, and rushes towards Ye Zhibing, trying to save Huazi .

Ye Zhibing noticed the movement behind him, and decided to deal with Huazi immediately, and deal with Fatty with all his strength.

With a sudden force on his arm, Hua Zi was strangled unconscious, then he raised his leg and hit his knee, sending Hua Zi flying, and fell right onto Brother Yu.

When the fat man rushed behind Ye Zhibing and started attacking, Ye Zhibing had already turned around to deal with the fat man.

The fat man raised his bowl-sized fist and punched Ye Zhibing in the chest.

Ye Zhibing dodged sideways and grabbed the fat man's wrist, trying to take off the fat man's strength.

But after such a test, Ye Zhibing found that the fat man was simply extremely powerful.

For this kind of brute force opponent, Ye Zhibing will not choose to fight recklessly, but to consume.

No matter how fierce you are, there is a limit. If you exhaust your strength, you are just a pile of fat.

The fat man was still attacking with all his strength, while Ye Zhibing just dodged lightly without touching his body.

After a few minutes, the fat man couldn't take it anymore, his strength dropped significantly, but Ye Zhibing's figure was still so flexible.

Brother Xing sighed in his heart, Fatty also lost, this is already a very obvious thing.

"Tokuko, come back."

Brother Xing ordered, and the fat man was furious, but he had no choice but to let go and retreat.

Ye Zhibing didn't pursue, it was just a contest, and he didn't intend to kill them all.

The fat man walked up to Brother Xing and asked, "Brother Xing, why don't you let me beat that guy up?"

Brother Xing gave Fatty a white look, "You lost."

The fat man was not convinced: "This kid is too cunning, if he doesn't fight me, how can I be considered defeated?"

Brother Xing scolded: "You are a pig's head."