The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Shu Lei drove Lu Xiling and Xiao Weiwei to the front of the convoy, and Director Sun and the bodyguards sat in the van in the middle of the convoy.

Ye Zhibing is the queen.

As soon as he started, Ye Zhibing noticed a white BMW coming out of the village through the rearview mirror.

This made him a little puzzled. Could it be that the people in Dongzhao Village are not short of money to drive such a good car?
This car followed Ye Zhibing's convoy unhurriedly, followed along the way, and turned along with it when it encountered several turning places.

Ye Zhibing felt that there was a problem here, the car seemed to be following him.

In order to verify his guess, Ye Zhibing slowed down when the convoy turned again.

This place is already close to the warehouse, sparsely populated, and the road is very narrow.

When the following BMW came around the corner, Ye Zhibing stepped on the gas pedal and drove over, directly in front of the BMW.

Because it was turning, the speed of the BMW car was not fast, even if it wanted to hit Ye Zhibing's car and escape at this time, it would not be able to do so.

BMW chose to stop.

Ye Zhibing quickly got out of the car, ran to the driver's window of the BMW, and knocked hard.

The car window opened, and a young driver with a mustache protruded from inside, and said impatiently: "What, what, what are you doing blocking the car on the road?"

Ye Zhibing sneered, reached out and pulled out the key of the BMW, "Come down, let's make it clear."

Without the key, the car cannot go.

Xiao Huzi got out of the car and came to talk to Ye Zhibing.

A middle-aged man also got out of the back seat. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. He was thinner, but his eyes were bright. He watched Ye Zhibing and the BMW driver quarrel without saying a word.

"Don't pretend to be confused, what are you following me for?"

Ye Zhibing stared at the mustache and asked.

Mustache rolled his eyes, "The road is open to the sky, each side of the road, why do you say I'm following you? Are you sick, stealing someone's car keys?"

Ye Zhibing sneered and said: "You still pretend, don't think others are fools, your tricks are too tender, I can see it at a glance."

Mustache continued to argue: "No, you are talking nonsense."

Ye Zhibing slapped his mustache, "I'm not telling the truth, there is no one around here, no one will know if I kill you, understand?"

The mustache blew on his beard and said, "Who are you scaring?"

But Ye Zhibing shook hard, and Xiao Huzi felt guilty, his eyes flickered, and he dared not speak out when he was slapped.

At this time, the middle-aged man walked up two steps and said to Ye Zhibing: "Little brother, you are quite focused. To be honest, our task is to follow you, but is this against the law?"

Ye Zhibing brushed off his moustache, looked at the middle-aged man, and said loudly: "I don't know if I broke the law or not, but my fist knows. Now I will give you two ways, one is to tell who ordered you to follow me, I will I will let you go. Second, if you don’t tell me, I will send you back to the west.”

After hearing this, the middle-aged man was not only not afraid, but laughed.

After he finished laughing, he slowly said: "Before I came here, I heard that you are crazy. As expected, seeing is worth seeing. You are really crazy. It is not difficult to tell you who sent us here." .”

He raised a fist, "Of course I'll tell you if you beat my fist."

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, "That's right, I agree with your method."

Lu Xiling's convoy had already gone far away, Ye Zhibing had to hurry up, and now he needed to deal with this matter quickly, and then go after Lu Xiling.

The middle-aged man squinted at Ye Zhibing, and said with a smile: "Young man, you are so crazy and need to learn a lesson, so that you can know that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky."

"You don't need to teach me. I think you are getting old, and I will teach you three tricks, which can be regarded as respecting the elderly."

Ye Zhibing strode forward, arched his hands and said with a smile.

The middle-aged man stared at him, "Anyone who asks you to give in, do whatever you can. I'm not afraid. Let me tell you, I hate bullies the most."

Ye Zhibing said, "Whether I'm deceiving the world or stealing my name, you'll know after a few tricks. Since you don't want me to let you, I'd rather be respectful than obedient. Let's see."

Mustache cheered for the middle-aged man, "Master Han, beat this guy up."

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, "Xiao Li, don't worry, I will abolish this guy today."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said nothing, is the middle-aged man overconfident?He also said that he would cancel his words.

The middle-aged man took another step forward, stretched out his left fist, protected his chest with his right fist, put on a defensive posture, and shouted: "Young man, come and attack."

If you are looking for a fight, then you will be fulfilled, Ye Zhibing clasped his fists and said, "Okay, I'll accept it."

After finishing speaking, Ye Zhibing took a breath, gathered strength, stared at the position of the middle-aged man's chest, rushed forward suddenly, and directly hit the middle-aged man's chest with a straight punch.

This punch was very powerful and fast. The middle-aged man was a little surprised when he saw Ye Zhibing's punch.

He secretly sighed, it seems that the rumor that Ye Zhibing is very powerful is not fake, this guy still has two hands.

Facing the incoming fist, the middle-aged man tilted his arms, trying to block the force of Ye Zhibing's fist.

As soon as their fists collided, the middle-aged man knew that something was wrong.

boom!
The middle-aged man was retreated seven or eight steps by Ye Zhibing's punch, and staggered barely to his feet.

Seeing this, the mustache wanted to step forward to help the middle-aged man, but the middle-aged man wanted to save face, so he drank the mustache, took a breath, and sneered at Ye Zhibing: "Stinky boy, how long is it? It's up to me now!" !"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man screamed, and kicked Ye Zhibing in the waist.

Ye Zhibing didn't have time to tangle with the middle-aged man. Seeing the direction of his foot, he quickly reached out and grabbed the middle-aged man's ankle.

Then Ye Zhibing pulled hard, and the middle-aged man lost control of his body and flew straight up.

Ye Zhibing let go of his hand, and watched the middle-aged man fly forward, throwing his head on the concrete road, and came up with a standard posture of "dog chewing mud".

When the middle-aged man turned over, he saw that his mouth was covered with blood. It was estimated that a few front teeth were broken by the impact just now.

Mustache was stunned and frightened, Master Han is unreliable, who can help him deal with Ye Zhibing?

Ye Zhibing waited for the middle-aged man to wail a few words, and then asked: "Whoever wins the battle you said just now, tell me who ordered you, does this sentence count?"

"Woooooooo..."

The middle-aged man's mouth was full of blood, and Ye Zhibing couldn't understand what he said.

There was no other way, Ye Zhibing had no choice but to grab the mustache next to him, stared at him and said, "Will you say it? If you don't, his end will be your end."

The mustache looked at Master Han's miserable face, trembling, "I..."

Ye Zhibing raised his fist to punch, "What about me, do you want to talk?"