The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

The three of them drank leisurely for a while before finishing a bottle of pure grain wine.

Ye Zhibing was only slightly drunk, Wu Ping didn't drink much, only two cups, and his face was a little flushed.

But old man Jia was different. He drank the most, and he didn't seem to hold much alcohol. He looked like two shadows, and his tongue was straight.

"Little brother, you...you are too kind to me, wait...when you go to Qingyun Mountain, I will definitely let... let the elder brother take care of you..."

Ye Zhibing didn't take old man Jia's words seriously, and said perfunctorily, "Thank you, uncle."

Wu Ping stood up and bid farewell to Ye Zhibing, saying that he still had a lot of mountain roads to walk, and he had to leave early if he wanted to go home before dark.

Ye Zhibing sent a business card to Wu Ping, telling him that if he wants to find something to do, he can call him and he will arrange for Wu Ping.

Wu Ping took Ye Zhibing's business card, bowed and thanked Ye Zhibing for his love, then turned and left.

Ye Zhibing turned his head to look at old man Jia, and saw that he was so drunk that he couldn't sit still, thinking that he had picked up a trouble and had to take care of him until he sobered up.

However, this is also self-inflicted, and no one else can blame it.

Ye Zhibing laughed at himself, called the boss to come and settle the bill, and helped Old Man Jia out of the restaurant.

Standing at the door of the restaurant, I heard the waiter behind me cursing Old Man Jia.

Ye Zhibing smiled wryly, why did this old Jia want to lie to these folks, they all held grudges, and would scold him when they saw him.

"Uncle, where do you live?"

Ye Zhibing shook Old Jia, afraid that he would fall asleep standing up, so he asked.

"I... I live in Jiajia Village..."

Ye Zhibing helped old man Jia into the car, checked the location of Jiajia Village on the navigation, it was quite far from here.

So Ye Zhibing wanted to make sure whether old man Jia wanted to go home or stay in the town, he shook old man Jia again: "Uncle, do you want to go home now?"

Old man Jia's eyes were blurred, he didn't know if he heard it, and he replied vaguely: "I want to go to the bathroom. I want to go to the bathroom."

Ye Zhibing had no choice but to help Old Man Jia get out of the car and asked a passerby where there was a toilet.

A passer-by pointed to the front and told Ye Zhibing, "There is a toilet a hundred meters ahead."

Ye Zhibing thanked the passers-by, helped old man Jia walk more than 100 meters, and came to a toilet.

This is a small horizontal alley, and there are mountain people selling things on both sides of the road.

Ye Zhibing helped old man Jia to the toilet door, and asked old man Jia, "Can you do it by yourself?"

Old man Jia became more sober at this time, nodded and replied: "Okay, I can do it myself, don't worry."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said to Old Man Jia, "Then I'll wait outside the door for you to come out."

After speaking, Ye Zhibing watched old man Jia enter the room, stood at the door and lit a cigarette, smoking while waiting.

Ye Zhibing watched the bustling business scene at the door with great interest.

People in the mountains walked a long way to the mountains and brought back rare mountain goods. They sold some money here, and then bought some daily necessities such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and went back to the mountains to live.

Although such days are very difficult, these mountain people are particularly resolute, simple, resilient, and happy.

Even if the business is not very good, he is very optimistic and waits patiently for customers to come to his door.

At this moment, three fashionable young men came over, talking and laughing as they walked towards the toilet.

They glanced at Ye Zhibing, then continued to walk in.

Ye Zhibing didn't care, and he didn't block their way, and he wouldn't lose a piece of meat if he was looked at, so he didn't have to get angry with them.

He continued to look at the business scene in front of him, to experience the customs of the mountains.

"Old man, are you blind?"

"Damn old man, if you don't kneel down and apologize to brother, you don't even want to go out."

"Kneel down quickly, or I will let you eat Xiang."

Suddenly there was a commotion in the toilet, and old man Jia's voice was occasionally heard.

Ye Zhibing frowned. Could it be that old man Jia had a conflict with the young man who just went in?

But Ye Zhibing thought about it again, old man Jia said that he had studied in Qingyun Mountain for 15 years.

A person who has learned martial arts for 15 years, if he can't deal with the young people in front of him, I'm afraid he can't justify it?
So Ye Zhibing was not in a hurry, and continued to stand at the door and wait to see what would happen.

After a while, there were sounds of punching and kicking, old man Jia crying, and exclamations from others.

Ye Zhibing was stunned for a moment, no way, old man Jia can't fight like that?
Is it 3 minutes?Just started crying?
Real gold is not afraid of fire. If it is fake gold, it will melt when it encounters a raging fire.

Old man Jia is fake gold?

Ye Zhibing was afraid of losing his life, so he walked in to see the situation.

As soon as he entered, he looked up and saw old man Jia kneeling in front of the three young men with a bruised nose and swollen face, and was beaten and spat on by the young men.

As for these insults, old man Jia can only do one trick, cry!
Ye Zhibing sighed, what's the trouble, Old Man Jia?

"Three brothers, this uncle is from the Qingyun faction, let's save face and don't embarrass him."

Ye Zhibing had no choice but to step forward to plead for old man Jia.

The three young men laughed loudly.

"Qingyun faction, Qingyun faction, haha."

Ye Zhibing was puzzled, isn't the reputation of the Qingyun faction well-known here?
Why do young people laugh when they hear this?
"What do you mean? Don't you give the Qingyun sect face?"

Ye Zhibing questioned them, hoping they would give an explanation.

A young man with a gold necklace took a step forward and shouted at Ye Zhibing: "Who are you? This Baishan Town only recognizes the Baishan Society, and there is no Qingyun faction."

Baishan Club?What is this again?
Ye Zhibing asked them: "What will Baishan be? Can it compare to Qingyun faction?"

Jin Necklace sneered and said: "Although there are many people in the Qingyun faction, the strong dragon does not overwhelm the top snakes. Baishan Town is our Baishan society that has the final say. What Qingyun faction, what if I don't give them face?"

Ye Zhibing nodded, pointed at old man Jia and asked the golden necklace: "Okay, I understand. You are amazing, but it's not right to bully an old man even harder?"

The golden necklace said with disdain: "Whoever let this old man hit me, he deserves it."

Ye Zhibing sneered, and rushed forward, hitting the gold necklace.

The gold necklace was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground by Ye Zhibing.

The floor of the toilet was dripping with water and very messy.

"Brother, I bumped into you too, do you think I should apologize to you, or let you beat me up?"

Jin Necklace got up angrily, and cursed: "You kid did it on purpose, right? If I don't beat you to death today, I don't have the surname Wang!"

With a wave of his hand, he called two young men to join him in besieging Ye Zhibing: "Brothers, kill this foreigner."

Old man Jia, who was kneeling on the ground, saw that the target of the three young men was not on him, so he stood up secretly and slipped away along the wall.