The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

The foreigner understood it, but still ignored it, and instead urged the four big men to come forward to capture Ye Zhibing and Yao Na.

Ye Zhibing pushed Yao Na back into the room and told her, "Close the door."

Yao Na immediately closed the door, leaving Ye Zhibing outside to face the menacing four strong men.

She only hoped that Ye Zhibing could block these villains and not let them rush in.

As for Ye Zhibing's safety, she had no time to think about it, nor did she have the heart to think about it.

Ye Zhibing outside the door showed no fear, facing the four strong men striding over, he sneered: "Come on."

The four strong men gave a loud shout and swung their knives to chop.

The light of the knife is shining, the edge of the knife is cold, and the wind of the knife is fierce.

Ye Zhibing squinted his eyes to see where the knife came from, shrank his body, moved quickly, and flashed to the back of the four with dazzling movements.

The four strong men slashed at nothing, and then looked in front of them, but they didn't find the target.

What about the target?What about the young man?

Is he a human or a ghost, how could he disappear out of thin air?

Before the four strong men figured out the problem, they got kicked one by one.

The force of this kick was so strong that they flew up involuntarily, hit the wall, and then fell down, falling dizzy.

Ye Zhibing also picked up a knife and turned to face the foreigner.

"Is your name Paul?"

Ye Zhibing remembered that Duan Rong mentioned that there was a killer named Paul who was going to deal with him.

So he guessed that this foreigner was called Paul.

But the foreigner shook his head, "No, my name is not Paul. But how do you know someone's name is Paul?"

Ye Zhibing turned his head and glanced at the four strong men lying on the ground. They were no longer a threat for the time being, so they concentrated on facing the foreigners.

"You don't have to know how I know someone's name is Paul. If your name is not Paul, then Paul must be here this time."

The foreigners were surprised that Ye Zhibing's information was so well-informed. Their operation was already kept secret enough, and they didn't expect it to be known.

And this person is very powerful, he is still not sure whether he can beat this person.

But he has been ordered to carry out this task, so he has to fight this person without hesitation.

"You guessed it right. Paul is here. I came to you this time to take you to see Paul."

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly and said, "Ask me to see Paul, it's so impolite, do you think I'll go?"

The foreigner gritted his teeth and said, "That's up to you."

After finishing speaking, the foreigner put down the machete in his hand, put down the backpack on his back, took out a pair of fists from it, and put them on his hands.

The pair of fists were about 30 centimeters long, made of fine steel, gleaming coldly, and extremely sharp.

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "Hey, don't you think that a longer machete is more advantageous?"

The foreigner looked indifferent, and said flatly: "Ability is not determined by length."

Ye Zhibing also followed him, "Okay, it's a mule or a horse coming out for a walk, so let's go."

The foreigner stared at Ye Zhibing, shook his arm, and took a step forward.

Ye Zhibing took a look at the machete in his hand, the quality was not bad, although it couldn't compare to the quality of the punch.

But as the old saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong. If my machete is so long, it can't cut you down?

So Ye Zhibing twisted the machete in his hand, "You attack me first."

The foreigner was not polite, he punched Ye Zhibing right hand.

However, Ye Zhibing stepped back a little bit and dodged the foreigner's attack.

He wanted to see the strength of this foreigner before launching a counterattack.

Seeing that the first attack was empty, the foreigner looked at Ye Zhibing's position again, and continued to attack.

Ye Zhibing didn't give way this time, and swung his knife to block.

thump...

The machete and fist collided together, sparking a burst of sparks.

Ye Zhibing pressed down on the knife, and the foreigner pushed it up with all his strength.

Through this trial, Ye Zhibing had an intuitive judgment on the strength of the foreigners.

He has great strength, is very familiar with routines, and is a master.

The foreigners continued to attack, while Ye Zhibing defended calmly with a knife, occasionally sneaking a few times.

Ye Zhibing's attack on the foreigners was still well-prevented, and the two started fighting leisurely, fighting for more than a dozen rounds in a blink of an eye.

It's rare to meet a master, not that good, Ye Zhibing became interested.

"Young man, you are capable. How much money do you make every month following Paul?"

Ye Zhibing still had time to chat while chatting.

The foreigner didn't answer, but concentrated on how to defeat Ye Zhibing.

But this Ye Zhibing was like a prophet, always able to block his attacks just right.

The situation of being unable to attack for a long time made the foreigners become impatient.

His attacks became even crazier, attacking Ye Zhibing's vital points again and again.

Yao Na in the room heard the ping-pong-pong outside for most of the day, and she didn't know what the result was.

Did Ye Zhibing resist?
Are the villains defeated?

Although Yao Na was a little scared in her heart, she still opened the door a crack in fear, and looked outside through the crack.

There was a pile of people lying on the corridor outside, and Ye Zhibing was in an inseparable fight with that strong foreigner.

She couldn't tell who had the upper hand at the moment, so after watching for a while, she shouted, "Ye Zhibing, kill him quickly!"

Ye Zhibing suddenly heard Yao Na calling him, and couldn't help but look back.

Seeing that Ye Zhibing was distracted, the foreigner immediately felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, so he didn't shout, and aimed at Ye Zhibing's chest, and punched hard.

Yao Na saw it and was very anxious. If Ye Zhibing was killed, she would be the next one.

And when she faced these villains, if she couldn't hold on for a round, she would be in the jaws of a tiger.

"Ye Zhibing, be careful!"

Yao Na jumped to remind Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing had already heard the wind, but he thought it was too late, so he smiled at Yao Na: "Thank you, Miss Yao, for your concern."

Ye Zhibing's chest was getting closer and closer in the foreigner's fist, and he felt that he had it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But the next second he was disappointed.

Ye Zhibing didn't know how he suddenly exerted force, and suddenly jumped sideways, jumping out of the attack range of his fist.

The foreigner withdrew his fist helplessly, feeling extremely disappointed and full of resentment.

He didn't know where this young man got his spirituality to avoid the attack he was determined to win like this.

Ye Zhibing turned his head and smiled at the foreigner, "Okay, I don't want to spend time with you anymore, I have to accompany the beauty to have supper."

After speaking, Ye Zhibing began to attack vigorously, one knife after another, as if there was no gap between the knife and the knife.

The foreigner supported himself and blocked a few moves, but after seven or eight moves, he was already at a loss for what to do.

Ye Zhibing felt that it was time to close it, and shouted: "Stop!"

With a single knife, the foreigner's arm was chopped off, and Ye Zhibing chopped off one arm at the shoulder. The scene was immediately bloody.

Yao Na couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and ran back to the room, found the trash can and vomited.