The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

The people who came in turned on the lights, and Ye Zhibing could see clearly who they were.

Five strong men and one young and beautiful woman.

The beauty is wearing a black sports tight short-sleeved upper body, blue cropped sports trousers, revealing her fair calf, red sneakers, and a bracelet made of sandalwood beads on her left wrist, exuding a delicate fragrance.

She wears a ponytail, revealing her snow-white earlobes, with two silver-white hoop earrings hanging on her earlobes. She doesn't wear any makeup on her face, but her beauty is natural.

Seeing her attire, Ye Zhibing felt as if she had just come from the gym.

The beauty looked stern, looked at Ye Zhibing a few times, and asked in Mandarin: "Are you Ye Zhibing, the one who injured my brother?"

Ye Zhibing smiled secretly, it turns out that Mitsuda Yamamoto still has such a beautiful younger sister, if he had known about it earlier, he would have established a good relationship, and it would be nice to take the opportunity to get closer.

But the past cannot be traced back, and there is still a chance now.

Ye Zhibing smiled at the beauty and said, "Yes, I am Ye Zhibing. By the way, beauty, your Mandarin is so good, where did you learn it?"

The beauty snorted coldly, "Stop talking nonsense, you hurt my brother and three of my subordinates, and you have to pay the price."

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, "Beauty, can't we discuss this matter?"

"How do you want to negotiate?"

"For example, let's find an impartial organization to appraise your brother's injury, and I will consider compensating your brother's medical expenses."

The beauty sneered and said, "Does our Yamamoto family still need your stinky money? If you break an arm yourself, our Yamamoto family can consider forgiving you."

Cutting off his own arm was obviously unacceptable to Ye Zhibing, so he took it himself if he had the ability.

Now that the matter could not be discussed any further, Ye Zhibing stopped pitying and cherishing jade, his complexion changed, and he said coldly in Oriental dialect: "Beauty, since we can't talk, then use whatever tricks you have, and I will accompany you to the end. "

Seeing that Ye Zhibing could speak Japanese fluently, the beauty was a little surprised, and said in Japanese, "Okay, let's compete."

Ye Zhibing turned his head to look at the room, and said: "Beauty, fight in my room, it will be broken later, and I will have no place to sleep, why don't we fight on the rooftop, where it is quiet and no one disturbs you. "

The beauty thought for a while, and agreed, "Okay, let's go to the rooftop."

After finishing speaking, the beauty waved to the five strong men, and the strong men retreated to the corridor.

"Let's go."

The beauty stared at Ye Zhibing and urged.

Ye Zhibing threw the Japanese sword in his hand on the bed, threw away the cigarette butt, and walked out of the room empty-handed under the gaze of the beautiful woman.

A group of people walked up to the rooftop from the stairs, and Ye Zhibing turned around to strike up a conversation with the beautiful woman while walking.

"Beauty, your brother's name is Yamamoto Mitsuda, what's your name?"

"What do you call me, anyway, you are going to die soon."

The beauty glared at the hippie smiling Ye Zhibing in a bad mood.

Ye Zhibing didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Even if I'm going to die soon, I still need to know your name, otherwise I will die with regret, don't you think so?"

The beauty thought for a while and said, "My name is Tomoko Yamamoto."

Ye Zhibing heard this, and laughed twice, "Miss Zhizi, you are so beautiful, do you have a boyfriend?"

Tomoko Yamamoto didn't expect that the person she was going to deal with was so boring. The fight was about to start, and it was a battle of life and death, but he didn't take it to heart, and he still cared about whether he had a boyfriend.

"Tell me? If you don't have a boyfriend, I'll recommend myself. You see, I'm richer and understand oriental culture. There is no generation gap between us, right?"

"Why don't you talk? Miss Tomoko, I'm very interested in you. Your beauty made me fall in love at first sight. I almost want to write a poem for you."

If this goes on, Tomoko Yamamoto will collapse.

"you shut up!"

Tomoko Yamamoto yelled at Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing smiled mischievously, "Oh, so Ms. Tomoko is in a bad mood. That's fine. I'll chat with Ms. Tomoko when she's in a better mood."

Finally came to the door of the rooftop, the door was locked, and the strong men immediately drew out their Japanese swords and slashed vigorously.

It has to be said that the quality of the Japanese sword is very good. It splits the thick iron lock without any gaps in the blade, and it is still extremely sharp.

All seven people went up to the rooftop, Ye Zhibing stepped aside, and turned to face the six people on Tomoko Yamamoto's side.

Ye Zhibing asked, "Miss Tomoko, will you fight me one by one or together?"

Tomoko Yamamoto didn't speak, but turned to tell a strong man, "Go."

The strong man handed the Japanese sword in his hand to his companion, nodded to Tomoko Yamamoto, and strode towards Ye Zhibing with bare hands.

Seeing the strong man approaching, Ye Zhibing told him with a smile, "Actually, you can fight me with a knife. I won't say it's unfair."

The brawny man laughed, "Young man, I don't need a knife to hit you. I'm afraid you won't be able to take it with my fists."

Ye Zhibing nodded, "Yes, you will make me overwhelmed, can I admit defeat?"

The brawny man was stunned, he hadn't fought yet, why did he admit defeat?
The strong man had never encountered such a situation before, and he didn't know how to deal with it, so he turned his head and looked at Tomoko Yamamoto, asking her to make a decision.

Tomoko Yamamoto sneered, her pretty face seemed to be covered with frost, "It's okay to admit defeat, then please cut off your own arm."

Ye Zhibing shook his head and said with a smile: "Miss Tomoko, why are you so interested in my arm? Do you want to take it home and keep it?"

"No, I'm throwing it in the trash can."

Ye Zhibing smiled bitterly and said, "Sorry, my arm is very important to me, and I don't want to throw it in the trash. If you want it, you can come and get it yourself."

Tomoko Yamamoto ordered to the strong man in front of Ye Zhibing: "Break his arm."

The burly man looked sullen, stared at Ye Zhibing, suddenly took a step forward with his right leg, and at the same time reached out to grab Ye Zhibing's left arm, lowered his head, trying to push Ye Zhibing's left armpit.

Ye Zhibing understood at a glance that this strong man played judo.

Judo is a fighting technique that mainly focuses on wrestling and ground skills. The key to dealing with it is to keep the distance as far as possible, and don't get entangled by him. Otherwise, once you get stuck, there will be room for judo to play.

Ye Zhibing quickly took a few steps back, allowing the strong man to catch an empty space, and the back throw he had prepared was useless.

The strong man was not convinced, and continued to press hard, trying to catch Ye Zhibing and use his strengths, but Ye Zhibing refused to let him get close, and instead teased him in circles.

Tomoko Yamamoto frowned, this Ye Zhibing was cunning and cunning, he was not easy to deal with.