The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Brother Liang was stupefied all of a sudden, Wei Ying took the opportunity to help Zhou Meiyue slip past Brother Liang, and walked quickly to Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing nodded to Wei Ying, "Go in."

Wei Ying helped Zhou Meiyue into the box.

Ye Zhibing glanced at Brother Liang's group and saw that they had come to their senses and walked towards the box together, it seemed that they wanted to take revenge.

It seemed that it was time to hit someone again, Ye Zhibing sighed, he didn't cause trouble, the trouble was all about himself.

Was it meant to be?

Ye Zhibing sneered, closed the door, locked it, walked to Zhou Meiyue, sat down, and asked with concern: "Mr. Gao, are you alright?"

Zhou Meiyue's face was layered white and red, the white part was anger, the red part was drunk.

"fine."

"Mr. Gao, drink some water."

Ye Zhibing handed over a glass of cold boiled water.

Zhou Meiyue took the cup, thanked her softly, and took a few sips of water.

There was the sound of footsteps outside the door, followed by a loud knock on the door.

Ye Zhibing heard the knock on the door very anxiously, and knew in his heart that Brother Liang and his gang were coming for revenge.

Zhou Meiyue and Wei Ying were flustered, and Ye Zhibing comforted them: "It's okay, it's just a few punks, I'll deal with them."

After Ye Zhibing finished speaking, he stood up, turned around and opened the door.

The bald man walked in first with a sharp knife in his hand at some point, and gestured a few times with the knife. Brother Liang and several other younger brothers also came in with sharp knives in their hands.

"Boy, get out of the way. We want to capture these two chicks and let them know how miserable they will be if they offend Brother Liang."

The bald man threatened Ye Zhibing aggressively.

Ye Zhibing ignored this guy, took out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter, and took a puff slowly.

The bald man was a little angry. He looked at Brother Liang and found that Brother Liang was watching him coldly. He didn't say anything, so he knew that Brother Liang was asking him to deal with this young man.

So, the bald man asked Ye Zhibing bluffingly: "Ask you a question, dumb, if you don't speak again, I will cut off your tongue and make you a real dumb."

Ye Zhibing looked at the bald man, and said calmly, "I don't know you, why should I talk to you?"

"Oh, it's quite arrogant. It seems that it needs to be repaired. If you are not afraid of death, I will repair you and let you know how good it is."

The bald man said angrily.

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, took a puff of cigarette, and exhaled a circle of smoke.

"Brother bald, don't be so angry. As the saying goes, anger hurts your body. If you get angry, you can't blame me." Ye Zhibing said lightly, holding a cigarette between his fingers.

"You are courting death!" The bald man was almost furious at Ye Zhibing's attitude.

"So what? You're not my opponent, there's a point in saying harsh words."

Ye Zhibing took a puff of his cigarette. Compared to the clamor of the bald man, his face was extremely calm, even a little disdainful.

"It seems that if I'm not playing with you, you don't know that Lord Ma has three eyes." The bald man glared at Ye Zhibing angrily, and cursed.

"Baldhead, teach him a lesson." Brother Liang, who was watching coldly, couldn't stand it anymore, and finally spoke.

"Okay, Brother Liang, watch me scratch this little boy's face, so that he won't be able to pick up girls for the rest of his life."

"Haha, bald head, you are quite confident. If you want to scratch my face, be careful I will poke nine blood holes in your head and make you a monk now." Ye Zhibing glanced at the bald man lightly. With a glance, a smoke ring spit out, curling up in the air.

The bald man couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "I will kill you!"

After speaking, the bald man waved the gleaming sharp knife at Ye Zhibing.

This young man was so close to him, the bald man believed that Ye Zhibing would never escape his sharp knife, he seemed to see Ye Zhibing's bloody hole.

Ye Zhibing laughed, "Good job."

After speaking, he flicked out the cigarette butt in his hand, hitting the bald man on the forehead, and at the same time shifted his body, dodging the sharp knife.

Before the bald man could figure it out, he received two major blows: he was stabbed empty with a sharp knife, and his forehead was burned.

With one kick, Ye Zhibing kicked the bald man away, flew directly to the gate, stopped when he hit the gate, howled like a pig about to be killed, and passed out.

"Idiot, even a young man can't beat him."

Brother Liang spat, cursed, swung a knife and led his younger brothers to besiege Ye Zhibing.

"Is it good to have a lot of people?"

Ye Zhibing laughed, and then began to attack.

Everyone was fighting with weapons, but he was unarmed, but Ye Zhibing was not at all afraid.

He punched the face of a younger brother who was baring his teeth and claws and wielding a sharp knife.

boom!
Ye Zhibing's punch directly landed on the boy's face, sending him flying backwards, hitting the wall of the box, falling heavily to the ground, and passing out directly.

But at the same time, several shadows of knives slashed at Ye Zhibing's body, and there was a sudden danger, which made Zhou Meiyue and Wei Ying, who were watching the battle, close their eyes and dare not look.

But Ye Zhibing sneered, and kicked people with flying legs.

one, two, three...

clang clang clang.

The sharp knives fell to the ground one after another, endlessly.

When Ye Zhibing retracted his legs and stood up, none of the people who came in could stand.

Brother Liang spat out a mouthful of blood, and felt an unbearable pain in his chest. Who is this person?

Why is it so powerful that it can defeat so many strong men with knives with bare hands?
The bald guy had just woken up, and when he saw that all his people were lying down, he suddenly felt confused in life, and he was very unwilling...

Ye Zhibing picked up a sharp knife, walked up to Brother Liang, put one foot on Brother Liang's chest, and asked with a smile: "Brother Liang, I keep my word and say I want to become a monk. Do it. You're their boss, let's start with you."

Brother Liang has rich experience in society, and when he sees the situation is not good, he immediately pretends to be his grandson: "Brother, we made a mistake, please forgive us..."

Ye Zhibing asked: "You are so arrogant, you dare to fight in this kind of place, who are you, tell me honestly."

As soon as he said this, Ye Zhibing heard the wind behind him, and immediately judged that there was a sneak attack, so he kicked back without thinking.

Then, Ye Zhibing heard a scream, it was from the bald man.

It turned out that the bald man saw Ye Zhibing with his back turned to him, so he reluctantly got up from the ground, picked up a sharp knife, and attacked him from behind.

It's a pity that Ye Zhibing seemed to have eyes behind his back, he predicted everything clearly, and he kicked backwards with incomparable precision.

Ye Zhibing didn't turn his head to pay attention to the bald man's plight, but continued to interrogate Brother Liang.

"Brother Liang, don't expect anyone to help you. An honest confession is your only way out."