The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Chapter 722 more qualified

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, "My mouth is so hard, what are you going to do?"

Seeing that Ye Zhibing is not afraid of them, the strong man with tattoos seems to be able to provoke them, how can he bear it?

Then a strong man shouted: "Come on, let's loosen this kid's bones."

The others echoed and surrounded Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "You guys are going to do something, aren't you?"

"Of course it is." A strong man replied angrily, and the fist in his hand came out.

When the other strong men saw that someone was making a move, they also punched and assisted.

Facing the rain of fists, Ye Zhibing didn't panic, instead he sneered, then raised his leg and swung around.

what!what!what!

When Ye Zhibing stopped his legs, the group of strong men were kicked several meters away, some of them hit the wall, their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, and they were in a state of embarrassment.

Ye Zhibing clasped his hands horizontally, and asked in a cold voice, "Do you still want to fight?"

The brawny men see that the other party has settled so many people with one kick, and the strength is very different. If they fight again, they may repeat the same mistakes.

Just out of face, they couldn't say no to fighting, so they simply touched the painful places on their bodies and kept silent.

When they didn't speak, Ye Zhibing took it as if they didn't want to fight.

Now that there was no one blocking the door of the box next door, Ye Zhibing walked straight in.

The people inside were still arguing, so Ye Zhibing took a look at the situation.

That beautiful Miss Murong was being pulled by the wrist by a greasy-haired young man in a gray shirt. She tried her best to break free, but the man was still unwilling to let go, so she was in a stalemate.

The lawyers who came with Ms. Murong at the side were eager to say good things to Ms. Murong and let the young man let go, but behind the young man stood two fierce men like iron towers, so the lawyers did not dare to step forward to help Ms. Murong .

"Miss Murong, I have admired you for a long time. I fell in love with you the first time I saw you. Marry me!"

The young man made a seemingly affectionate confession.

It was very touching, but Miss Murong seemed to be disgusted with him, she frowned and scolded: "Let go!"

"No, I won't let go. My heart already belongs to you. I'm afraid that if I let go, I won't be able to hold your hand again. I won't feel the warmth. Promise me."

Ye Zhibing listened for a while, and almost laughed out loud. This young man is really a "literary youth", and he can say so poetically by robbing women.

Talent ah, really Tema is a talent!

Miss Murong has been entangled by young men for a long time, she really ran out of patience, and said with a cold face: "If you don't let go, I will... I will call the police!"

The young man's face is thicker than Ye Zhibing imagined, and Miss Murong has already said that he wants to call the police, but he is still confessing: "Miss Murong, even the bars can't separate my heart from you. It only makes sense when you..."

Sour, so sour, Ye Zhibing felt like his teeth were about to fall out.

The two tower-like bodyguards behind the young man seem to be accustomed to their master's moaning, and they patiently guard the left side and the right side.

The others kept persuading and persuading, but the young man was still saying some unnutritious words over and over again.

Miss Murong finally reached her limit, she stretched out her other hand and slapped the young man across the face, angrily said: "Yue Peng, you are too much, I have never taken a fancy to you, so don't be too sentimental."

Yue Peng's face turned pale immediately, "What...you never set eyes on me? I'm so handsome, with such a family background, how can I not be worthy of you, Miss Murong!"

Ye Zhibing thought to himself, this Yue Peng is really narcissistic. Looking at him, he looks weak as if he just got out of cold water, and there are pockmarks on his face, which has nothing to do with being handsome.

It's really like everyone else is blind.

Yue Peng chattered with emotion for a while, and suddenly pulled Miss Murong into his arms, wanting to hug her.

Miss Murong screamed in fright, stretched out her hand and pushed Yue Peng hard.

Yue Peng didn't expect Miss Murong to react so violently, and was pushed down by Miss Murong unexpectedly.

"Miss Murong, you make me sad. I...I believe that after we have been together for a long time, you will fall in love with me."

Yue Peng, who fell on the ground, was still performing his "affectionate", not afraid that others would vomit.

Miss Murong didn't give Yue Peng any illusions, "Hey, Yue Peng, stop dreaming, I won't fall in love with you even if I fall in love with a beggar."

"You...you...you are so cruel. I want to get you, and I will never let you leave me."

Yue Peng got up from the ground, his appearance became horrific, his eyes were red, and he said something frightening.

Miss Murong backed away in fright, trying to hide behind others and avoid the terrifying Yue Peng.

A middle-aged lawyer wearing glasses stood in front of Ms. Murong and advised Yue Peng, "Young Master Yue, take your time, don't be impulsive..."

Before he finished speaking, Yue Peng slapped the middle-aged lawyer on the face with a slap, knocking his glasses flying.

"Go away, what are you, dare to block my way."

Yue Peng finally showed his true colors, he was no longer that "literary youth", but a lively little gangster.

The middle-aged lawyer was beaten. He has always been reasonable and law-abiding with others. He has never seen such a domineering style of slapping when he disagrees.

"Master Yue, you..."

The middle-aged lawyer wanted to say something, but the two tower-like bodyguards behind Yue Peng immediately stepped forward and pushed the middle-aged lawyer.

Their strength was so strong that the thin body of a middle-aged lawyer couldn't bear it. They were pushed away immediately, couldn't stand firmly, and fell down.

Overcoming the obstacle of a middle-aged lawyer, Yue Peng was able to get close to Miss Murong.

He repeated the old trick, blinked his eyes, and said: "Miss Murong, you have to understand that my love for you is unparalleled. I am more qualified to love you than anyone else..."

"Wrong, I am more qualified than you."

Before Yue Peng finished speaking, Ye Zhibing interrupted.

He walked quickly to Yue Peng, looked at Yue Peng disdainfully, and said with a sneer: "You look like a tuberculosis ghost, people would be disgusted when they see you, can you be a little self-aware?"

Yue Peng was already very upset when someone interrupted him, but now he laughed at his appearance in public, and couldn't help being furious.

He glanced at it, and saw that this person was taller than him, and he was really more handsome than him.

But what does it matter?

In Yue Peng's view, rich men are more handsome than anyone else.

"Boy, who are you? I'm talking to Miss Murong, how can you interrupt?"

Yue Peng angrily reprimanded Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing was not angry, and said with a smile: "Why can't I talk? Isn't what I said the truth? Is the truth so difficult to accept?"

The fact is of course hard to accept, Yue Peng said angrily: "I didn't give permission, you can't talk."

Ye Zhibing sneered and said, "Young Master Yue, you are really domineering. This is your home, so I'm not allowed to speak?"