The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing looked at He Bing coldly, and He Bing squinted one eye at Ye Zhibing.

They just stared at each other for 5 minutes.

Several villagers passing by watched nervously, or hid behind trees, or hid in the corner.

Beads of sweat rolled down He Bing's forehead, whether to pull the trigger or not to pull the trigger became He Bing's life and death choice.

He Bing took a deep breath, while his cronies were still clamoring.

Lu Juan showed most of his face nervously, looked at He Bing, and then hid behind Ye Zhibing.

Seeing Lu Juan's beautiful but slightly nervous face, He Bing's heart was distorted, and the distorted pain made him almost out of breath.

Lu Juan is so beautiful. When I have it, I don’t think there is anything. I think it’s a reason. Of course, when Lu Juan hides behind this young and handsome little white face, the humiliation of being wearing a hat of an environmentally friendly color comes to my heart. .

If you work hard, you won't get it, and you won't let anyone else get it!
Ye Zhibing has been paying attention to He Bing's facial expressions so as to adjust his countermeasures.

When he saw He Bing's eyes turned red, blazing with hatred, he knew that the other party planned to die together.

Now is the time to act.

But because Ye Zhibing had been staring at He Bing with all his attention, at some point the disabled old man walked behind Ye Zhibing with trembling steps while leaning on a cane.

Seeing the urgency of the situation, he threw away his crutches, pushed Ye Zhibing aside with his remaining arm, and stood up to block Ye Zhibing's original position.

When Ye Zhibing moved, even Lu Juan was pushed away a few positions.

boom!
He Bing, who lost his mind, pulled the trigger.

The projectile hit the disabled old man's chest, and the impact knocked the old man to the ground.

Ye Zhibing shouted angrily, "I'm courting death."

Leaving aside Lu Juan, he rushed over like an off-string arrow, stretched out his hand and lifted He Bing's shotgun up, and the muzzle of the gun was facing the sky.

He Bing pulled the trigger again in a panic.

Bang, the projectile flew straight into the void without hitting anyone.

He Bing has no chance.

Ye Zhibing couldn't forgive him for hurting the disabled old man.

Ye Zhibing reached out his hands like flowing water and tossed He Bing's body for a while, and all the joints in He Bing's body snapped.

When Ye Zhibing let go of his hand, He Bing fell to the ground like a soft noodle.

He Bing wanted to stretch out his hand, but he couldn't lift it up. He wanted to move his leg, but his leg didn't obey.

After dealing with He Bing, Ye Zhibing glared at the gangsters who came together, "Do you want to eat peanuts with He Bing?"

The gangsters turned pale with fright, shook their heads, turned around and scattered like birds and beasts.

Ye Zhibing turned to look at the disabled old man, the anger on his face had not dissipated.

The disabled old man was supported by Lu Juan and raised his head, his chest was covered with blood.

What is the trouble?He was completely able to handle it, but the unexpected actions of the disabled old man made Ye Zhibing feel extremely guilty.

Ye Zhibing bent over to check the disabled old man's injuries, and told Lu Juan to go back and get scissors, water, and clean cloths. He would briefly treat the wounds for the disabled old man, and then call an ambulance.

Lu Juan handed the disabled old man to Ye Zhibing, turned around and hurried home to get things.

The disabled old man opened his eyes slightly, and was extremely weak due to blood loss.

"Old man, you were injured just to save me. I must heal your injury. Don't worry."

Ye Zhibing comforted the disabled old man, only if he has a strong desire to survive, can he cooperate with the treatment better.

The old man shook his head slightly, and said intermittently: "I'm dead...it's nothing, there is only one thing on my mind...I can't let it go."

Ye Zhibing said with tears in his eyes, "Old man, tell me, if I, Ye Zhibing, can do it, I will sacrifice my life to do it for you."

"Under my bed, there is a plastic bag buried...in it... there are some evidences of Gao Zhipeng's crime..."

Gao Zhipeng?
Could it be President Gao?
Ye Zhibing asked, "Old man, what do you want me to do?"

"In the future... in the future, if someone investigates... Gao Zhipeng, hand over the evidence to them, and let Gao Zhipeng be brought to justice... Then, I will rest in peace."

"Okay, old man, I will do it for you."

After the disabled old man said these words, he seemed to have exhausted all his vitality. He closed his eyes and tilted his head...

"Uncle..."

Ye Zhibing yelled heart-piercingly, and the whole village was shaken.

The villagers came to see what happened.

The villagers who had been watching loudly talked about what they had seen and heard.

Lu Juan and his father came, but it was too late.

Ye Zhibing laid the disabled old man flat on the ground, and walked towards He Bing covered in blood, his eyes were cold and cold.

He Bing saw Ye Zhibing getting closer and closer, like a beast, and was so frightened that he was about to faint.

He wanted to run, but now he couldn't move his hands and feet, so he could only watch Ye Zhibing's arrival.

Ye Zhibing walked up to He Bing and roared angrily, "You killed a good man, so you can go and be buried with him."

After speaking, Ye Zhibing took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Hey, someone shot and killed someone here, please send someone here."

After making the phone call, Ye Zhibing looked at He Bing coldly, as if looking at a corpse, then turned and walked towards Lu Juan.

The villagers sighed around the corpse of the disabled old man.

Ye Zhibing said to Lu Juan and her father: "Just ask you to deal with this old man's funeral, and I will pay for it."

Lu Juan's father said: "How can this be done? He and I are both uncles and brothers. It is only right that people in our village handle his funeral."

Ye Zhibing didn't argue. He planned to take the cash and send it to them after returning to the city, whether they would accept it or not.

Soon the police car arrived, and He Bing was taken away. Ye Zhibing and other witnesses also came to the clinic to cooperate and make notes.

When Ye Zhibing and Lu Juan walked out, it was already dark, and Lu Juan said, "Ye Zhibing, you don't have a car when you go back, so go to my house and spend the night."

Ye Zhibing remembered the evidence that the disabled old man said, so he agreed.

The old man only remembered this unfulfilled wish when he was dying, presumably this evidence is very important.

Back in the fishing village, Lu Juan tidied up a room for Ye Zhibing and asked Ye Zhibing to sleep there.

But Ye Zhibing said he was depressed and went to the beach for a walk before returning.

Without saying anything, Lu Juan told Ye Zhibing that she would keep the door open for him.

Ye Zhibing smiled gratefully, and went out to the disabled old man's house.

The old man's body has been carried to the ancestral hall in the village, and the people of the same clan in the village are guarding the spirit.

His house, because someone had just died, had no lights on, it was dark and scary, and no one dared to enter it.

Ye Zhibing walked in, turned on the phone's light, and went to find the old man's secrets from many years ago.