The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Flower Shirt realized that he had to make a choice, and called out the lowest price he was willing to pay.

Ye Zhibing wondered why these people are willing to keep their fingers, but whatever, just follow your own rules, "Okay, just fingers."

After speaking, Ye Zhibing let go of his feet and let the flower shirt turn over and sit up.

Ye Zhibing threw the dagger in front of the floral shirt, "cut it."

Flower Shirt tremblingly picked up the dagger, feeling terrified.

He knew that he was no match for Ye Zhibing, and he was afraid that he would really die if he tried his best.

Looks like he's really going to cut off his fingers.

"Come on, want me to help you?"

Ye Zhibing urged impatiently.

The floral shirt gritted his teeth and swung the dagger cruelly.

Blood spurted out, and a little finger snapped off.

Ye Zhibing glanced at it and warned: "Remember, next time it won't be one."

After finishing speaking, Ye Zhibing opened the door, kicked the floral shirt, and told him to roll.

Flower Shirt reluctantly picked up his severed finger, lowered his head and quickly slipped away.

After the floral shirt left, Ye Zhibing closed the door and called out to the bathroom: "Secretary Luo, you can come out now."

Secretary Luo came out frightened, looked Ye Zhibing up and down, and then asked with confidence: "Assistant Ye, are you okay?"

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "I'm fine, what can I do?"

"What's the matter with that man? I heard him screaming miserably."

Ye Zhibing said with a smile: "Tell him, he did something wrong, cut off his fingers and apologize to me."

Secretary Luo subconsciously held his hand and cut off his fingers. It hurt so much.

"Is this really the case?"

Ye Zhibing nodded, and said to Secretary Luo: "They don't understand the truth. They dare not harass us unless violence is used to control violence."

Secretary Luo thought about it, and it was the same reason, but he made a suggestion: "Assistant Ye, since they found our place to live, why don't we change to a hotel."

Ye Zhibing disagreed with this approach, and explained: "Secretary Luo, they are all local snakes here. No matter where we move, they will find us within a day or two. Rather than making trouble on our own, it is better to sit here and wait for rabbits."

Seeing that Ye Zhibing made sense, Secretary Luo said, "Alright then, I won't change hotels."

While the two were talking, they heard the door being kicked and banged.

Secretary Luo worriedly said, "Did that person find someone to take revenge just now?"

Eighty percent this is a possibility.

Ye Zhibing still ordered Secretary Luo to hide in the bathroom as usual, and he would deal with it.

Secretary Luo went into the bathroom and closed the door.

Ye Zhibing walked to the door, opened it, and without looking at anyone, cursed: "Can you be gentle, kick Lao Tzu's door and break it, and you will pay for it."

"Pay you big head ghost!"

The person who came was also very angry, so he turned back.

Ye Zhibing took a closer look and saw five people coming. The one standing in front was a fat man in a red T-shirt with a big gold chain around his neck, his face full of hostility.

There were four younger brothers standing behind him, and one of them turned out to be the flowered shirt he had repaired just now.

Ye Zhibing chuckled, "Are you buying one and getting four free? Here are four more?"

The little fat man said angrily: "Stinky boy, you cut off my brother's finger, how will this be settled?"

Ye Zhibing laughed and said, "He wanted to take my life, I just cut off one of his fingers, which is already very kind, what else do you think?"

The little fat man saw that he couldn't talk about Ye Zhibing, so he didn't say anything, and waved his hands to command his younger brothers: "Liang guy, cut him off."

Except for the floral shirt, the other three younger brothers pulled out their prepared machetes and were about to come up and besiege Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing glanced at it, smiled faintly, and said to the little fat man, "It's too narrow here, how about we go to the rooftop to solve the problem?"

The little fat man looked at Ye Zhibing suspiciously, and asked, "Are you scared and want to run?"

Ye Zhibing couldn't help laughing, "You're worrying too much, I, Ye Zhibing, have never been a deserter? Why don't you go and find out before you come back."

The little fat man thought about some information about Ye Zhibing in his mind, and then nodded: "Okay, we will fulfill your last wish during your lifetime, to go to the rooftop."

So under the eyes of the little fat man and others, Ye Zhibing walked ahead and went up to the rooftop of the hotel.

It is very spacious here, there are only some clothes and bedding to dry, and there are no idlers, so it is a good place to fight.

Ye Zhibing turned around and stood still, and said to the little fat man, "Okay, you can start working."

The little fat man didn't talk nonsense, showed his machete, and shouted: "Brothers, hack him to death, and we will get rich!"

Stimulated by the money, the three boys who can fight are red-eyed and want to rush with the little fat man.

Ye Zhibing suddenly shouted: "Everyone stop!"

The little fat man froze for a moment, then stopped, "Are you scared?"

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "Why would I be afraid of you scum. Open your eyes and see what is in my hand."

The little fat man opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Zhibing's right hand.

Yo, isn't that a pistol?

Is this a real gun?
The little fat man panicked, he had to bet whether this was a real gun.

If it was a real gun, with his four machetes, he might be killed by someone.

If it is a toy gun, I am afraid, will it damage my reputation?

"You... yours is not a real gun, is it?"

The little fat man asked suspiciously.

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, "Do you want to try?"

The little fat man is fighting fiercely in his heart, do you want to try it?
Ye Zhibing saw that the fat man was still hesitating, so he took out a silencer from his pocket and put it on the muzzle of the gun, raised the gun and fired at the fat man's toe.

what……

The little fat man stared intently at the hole in the shoe, and blood gushed out from the hole.

The feeling of pain quickly spread to the whole body, it hurts!
At that moment, he understood that Ye Zhibing was holding a real guy!
The little fat man threw the machete, knelt down and hugged his feet, yelling.

His little brothers were all frightened, it turned out to be true, what a terrible thing it would be to be shot.

They didn't get shot, but they felt the same way.

The flower shirt was so regretful that his intestines were green, he suffered a loss and did it again, what kind of retribution he would get this time, he shuddered.

Ye Zhibing waited for the little fat man to bark for a while, and then said, "Do you know my rules?"

The little fat man trembled, "I... I don't know."

Ye Zhibing said to Flower Shirt: "You should know, right? Tell your elder brother about it."

Flower Shirt explained Ye Zhibing's rules in a trembling voice.

The little fat man trembled with fright, and he was shot in the foot. This is not over, he had to cut off a finger!
The other younger brothers were even more frightened and trembling.

This trip to muddy waters seemed out of place.

But now I regret that there is no place to sell the medicine.

If you want to run, can you outrun a bullet?