The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Seeing the flat-headed boss getting closer, Ye Zhibing smiled slightly when he saw a small stone on the ground from the corner of his eyes.

Ye Zhibing thought of an idea, picked up the small stone with his toes, and the small stone flew up, heading towards the flat-headed boss.

During the charge, the flat-headed boss found a black spot flying towards him quickly, and wanted to lower his head to avoid it, but it was too late.

The small stone just touched the forehead of the flat-headed boss.

The flat-headed boss felt a sharp pain in his head, and his footsteps stopped involuntarily.

He stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, and found that there was already a big lump, which was burning with pain.

The flat-headed boss, who hadn't made it out of the teacher, took the bag head first, and the anger in his heart can be imagined.

He had the heart to swallow Ye Zhibing alive.

"Brothers, chop him up!"

The flat-headed boss roared fiercely.

His subordinates also shouted in unison, raised the weapons in their hands, and attacked Ye Zhibing in all directions.

Ye Zhibing was unhurried, calm and composed, and when he saw the right moment, his figure flashed out of the seemingly impenetrable shadow of swords, lights and swords.

When the gangsters realized that Ye Zhibing had disappeared, Ye Zhibing was already standing behind them with a sneer.

Everyone was shocked, and they turned around to look for Ye Zhibing. When they saw Ye Zhibing standing a few meters away and looking at them coldly, they felt a layer of frost in their hearts.

who is he?How did he escape from the encirclement?Why is he so confident?
A series of questions, no one can get the answer.

When the flat-headed boss once again called everyone to continue besieging Ye Zhibing, he couldn't help but feel a little weak.

"Come on, chop him up, chop him up!"

The flat-headed boss stood behind the crowd, stomping his feet and rubbing his forehead to urge everyone.

The gangsters had no choice but to continue to raise their weapons to attack Ye Zhibing under the order of the boss.

Ye Zhibing decided to do something, to teach these punks a lesson.

Don't think that you can bully people if you have a lot of people.

If you provoke people who shouldn't be provoked, too many people are farts.

Ye Zhibing rushed into the group of hooligans like a swimming dragon, raised his palms and dropped them, and within a moment he heard the sound of broken bones and screams.

When the dust fell to the ground, there were people lying all over the ground, and no one dared to stand up and fight Ye Zhibing.

The flat-headed boss opened his mouth wide in surprise, and even forgot the pain on his forehead.

He didn't know why someone could hit dozens of them at a time, without any leaves getting on his body, and he was unrestrained and unrestrained.

The elder brothers of the Qingyun faction don't have such good skills either.

The flat-headed boss felt a little regretful. If he had known that he would listen to his father and stay at home obediently, this disaster would not have happened.

It's a pity that time can't be turned back. He has already provoked this young man because of his greed for sports cars, and it's a done deal.

He was thinking about how to deal with the current situation, whether to admit cowardice or continue working hard...

Ye Zhibing walked a few steps closer with a smile, and asked the flat-headed boss: "Brother, do you still want my sports car?"

The flat-headed boss hadn't decided how to deal with it, so he stood speechless for a moment.

Ye Zhibing had no choice but to be the boss and continue to embarrass himself.

Based on the principle that if you make things difficult for me, then I will not let you go, he leaned forward and grabbed the flat-headed boss by the neck as soon as he stretched out his hand.

With a little effort, the flat-headed boss stuck out his tongue and let out a hala, which was really unsightly.

Ye Zhibing had no choice but to turn his head, "Hey, what do you mean? To fight or not to fight?"

The flat-headed boss couldn't help him to choose at this time, and if he continued to be tough, his own life would not be saved, and he didn't know.

Admit cowardly, cowardly as much as you want, the key is to get rid of this plague god in front of you.

"Brother, I was wrong, I dare not take your car, and I don't want to call again."

The flat-headed boss admitted his mistake loudly, ignoring that his younger brothers would hear it, which would damage his image as a boss.

Ye Zhibing chuckled, "Hey, you are only at such a level, and you still come out to be the big brother. Your father is right. Sooner or later, you will go to prison, and you may be in the hands of ruthless people. Today, I will replace you Your dad will teach you a lesson."

The flat-headed boss was beating drums in his heart, what does a little lesson mean?
Wouldn't it be to break his leg?

If a leg is broken, then this life is over, and there is no boss who has a broken leg.

In such a sad situation, I would be bullied by others. Didn't all the enemies before come to take revenge?

The flat-headed boss became more and more panicked as he thought about it, and begged, "Brother, I was wrong, please teach me a lesson."

Ye Zhibing laughed when he heard this, he hadn't said how to teach this flat-headed boss a lesson, so he begged for mercy first.

"Boss, are you afraid?"

The flat-headed boss quickly nodded and admitted, "Yeah, I'm scared."

Ye Zhibing couldn't help sighing, and patted the flat-headed boss on the shoulder, "You, you are not courageous enough, so everything you do is small. Look at you, you have dozens of subordinates, and you are riding a Broken motorcycles dangling around, what a pity, what a pity."

Hearing Ye Zhibing's emotion, the flat-headed boss seemed to have met a confidant.

This young man, who is not very old, is so caring and considerate. Isn't this a reflection of his heart?

The mess is too miserable, and the boss doesn't look like a boss. Is it because I am useless, or is it because the town is too small?
He couldn't tell either.

The flat-headed boss sobbed softly, "Brother, why don't I hang out with you in the future. I also want to drive a sports car!"

Ye Zhibing didn't want to accept such a useless little brother, he wanted a sports car!
He shook his head, "Boss, I'm sorry, I can't accept you, I still have a lot of things to do. As for you, if you want to be successful, you'd better honor your father well, and lead your brothers to do good deeds in the future, and don't do bad deeds, you know ?"

The flat-headed boss was a little disappointed. No matter how hard he asked for this capable young man, he didn't give him a clear path. He rejected him. How cruel.

He cried even more sadly.

Ye Zhibing didn't have time to spend with him anymore, so he continued to pat him on the shoulder, perfunctory: "I'll talk about this matter when I come back from Qingyun Mountain, don't cry."

The flat-headed brother saw that things had turned around, so he wiped away his tears and asked Ye Zhibing, "Brother, are you serious?"

Ye Zhibing nodded, "Seriously. You tell your brothers to move the stone away, and I'll go back quickly."

The flat-headed boss suddenly regained his spirits, waved to his men lying on the ground, and called them to get up and move the stones.

Those little brothers got up quickly and worked together to move the stones in the middle of the road to make room for the road.

Ye Zhibing told the flat-headed boss: "Don't cause trouble, I will come to you when I come back."

The flat-headed boss agreed excitedly, "Okay, big brother. I live in Majia Village behind the town, and everyone in the village knows where my home is."