The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing asked the old man with a smile, "I don't know what uncle is called in Qingyun sect?"

A strong man next to him answered for the old man: "This is my master, Master Huo who sits third in our pie."

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, bowed his hands to the old man and said, "So it's Master Huo, I've admired him for a long time."

Master Huo ignored Ye Zhibing's overtures, and continued to say angrily: "Ye Zhibing, you injured my apprentice, you should give me an explanation."

Ye Zhibing laughed, "Master Huo, you really know how to joke."

Master Huo stood up abruptly, "You are courting death. If you don't give me an explanation, will I? I will give you an explanation."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said: "Master Huo, you and I are both messing around in the rivers and lakes. In addition to fists and feet, there is another word for reason. Your apprentices and outsiders carry weapons and want to kill me. I resisted and injured them. How do you say that?" I was only self-defense, hurting them was a last resort."

Master Huo only recognized one thing, that his own person was injured by Ye Zhibing, and nothing else was important.

"Nonsense, a sharp mouth, but the old man will come to meet you today and seek justice for my apprentice."

After Master Huo finished speaking, he kicked away the chair, walked up to Ye Zhibing, and posed in a "white crane spreading its wings" pose.

Ye Zhibing froze for a moment, "Master Huo, do you really want to fight?"

Master Huo blew his beard and stared, "There can be fake ones, come on."

Ye Zhibing's expression turned serious, and he shook his head, "Master Huo, I can't fight you."

"why?"

"I'm afraid others will say I'm bullying the elderly."

Master Huo was very angry, "am I very old?"

"Don't you think so?"

Master Huo thought for a while, he wanted to avenge his apprentice, why did he get entangled with him about his age?

No, you can't waste your time like this.

"Boy, if you don't start fighting, then don't blame me for not letting you do three moves."

Master Huo changed his posture, as if he was about to attack.

Ye Zhibing sneered and said, "There's no need to give in, I know you won't be my opponent."

Paul had been watching coldly from the sidelines. At this moment, he stood up and persuaded: "Both of you are my distinguished guests. Can you save me and stop fighting for now."

Ye Zhibing didn't know Paul's intentions, but it didn't matter, he shrugged his shoulders at Paul, "I'm fine, it depends on whether Master Huo is willing to give you face."

Paul looked at Master Huo to see what he meant.

Master Huo was embarrassed for a while, but decided to give Paul some face. After all, he is his benefactor. As for seeking revenge from Ye Zhibing, he can do it at any time.

Master Huo withdrew his hand, and said angrily: "Okay, for the sake of Mr. Paul's sake, let you not die for the time being."

Ye Zhibing smiled and bowed to Master Huo: "Thank you for not killing me, uncle."

Seeing Ye Zhibing's cynical look, Master Huo felt angry, turned his head away, and snorted heavily.

When Paul saw this, he smiled and reconciled, "Master Huo, Mr. Ye, I am also responsible for what happened last night, so I am deeply grateful for the face you both gave me. In this way, Master Huo, you and your apprentices are here to eat and drink , Mr. Ye and I have something to discuss next door."

Master Huo still turned his head away, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Paul assumed that he agreed, stood up and invited Ye Zhibing to the next room.

Seeing Master Huo's sullen look, Ye Zhibing thought it was funny, so he stood up and followed Paul out of the box door, and turned to the box next door.

There are seven or eight foreigners eating in this box.

When they saw Paul coming in, they all stood up and greeted Paul in English.

Paul waved them all to sit down.

When they sat down, Paul pointed to Ye Zhibing and introduced to them: "This is Mr. Ye Zhibing."

All the foreigners turned pale with fright, and subconsciously fumbled for their pockets, wanting to get weapons.

"You are not allowed to act rashly." Paul continued to use English to stop the blind moves of the foreigners.

"I invited Mr. Ye to discuss it, not to use force. Please sit down, Mr. Ye."

Paul pointed to an empty seat and politely invited Ye Zhibing.

Under the suspicious eyes of all the foreigners, Ye Zhibing sat down carelessly with a smile on his face.

Paul also sat down next to Ye Zhibing, turned his head and said, "Mr. Ye, I apologize to you for what happened last night."

The whole conversation was in English, but fortunately Ye Zhibing could handle it fluently.

"Mr. Paul, it's your people who suffered, and you still apologize to me?"

Ye Zhibing pretended to be questioning, he was guessing Paul's intention, is it because he came to Wu to use text instead?
Paul explained: "Mr. Ye, I have known your name and your organization for a long time. This time I came to your country because I have to deal with one thing."

Ye Zhibing thought of the group of foreigners he met earlier, and it seemed that they all had the same purpose, asking him for something.

But he himself didn't know who made the news, and what this thing was.

It can only be said that he suffered an indiscriminate disaster and was framed.

So Ye Zhibing asked Paul: "I don't know what Mr. Paul needs to deal with?"

Paul smiled, "I want to buy something from Mr. Ye."

Ye Zhibing really guessed right, he was looking for something.

"what?"

"A small box."

"Little box?"

"Mr. Ye, don't pretend to be confused. We have accurate information. This small box is in your hands. I know that Mr. Ye is very capable, so I sent someone to test Mr. Ye yesterday. He is indeed very skilled, not a fake , so I invite Mr. Ye to discuss it today."

Ye Zhibing thought to himself, is this Paul trying to benefit himself by asking him to hand over that little box that he doesn't even know about?

Can I take advantage of the misunderstandings of these foreigners, tease and tease them, and maybe I can get a lot of money to spend.

So Ye Zhibing showed a smile on his face, "Oh, it turns out that Mr. Paul is so meticulous in his work, and I admire it very much."

Paul smiled slightly, "Mr. Ye, these are my brothers. I cherish their lives very much, so I want to make a deal with Mr. Ye."

"What deal? Let me hand over the small box, will you give me money?"

"Mr. Ye, money is not a problem. If Mr. Ye has other needs, we will do our best to meet them. Such as villas, private jets, beauties..."

This made Ye Zhibing very curious, Paul and others lured them to make a profit, and with such a large stake, what was the secret of the little box they wanted to get?

"Mr. Paul, your proposal is very good, but I have to consider it for the time being, because other buyers..."

Ye Zhibing deliberately leaked a word, making it look like a rare commodity to live in, to get more benefits from Paul, and at the same time leave a little time for himself to find out the secrets of the small box.

Paul was really taken aback, "Who else wants to buy this small box from Mr. Ye?"