Group of waste snacks! The young man who was called Young Master He called out softly, feeling a little disdainful.

"Young Master, what should I do here?" One of Mr. He's subordinates asked for instructions.

Mr. He didn't care much about everything in front of him. He could see that he was the kind of noble character. He really couldn't pay attention to these gangsters who were making a living under the knife. So he said lightly, "Of course my face cannot be damaged, you can do it."

After that, Young Master He was about to leave.

Fan Wubing felt a little angry. Although it could be seen that this was a misunderstanding, it was an indisputable fact that his own people were first aggravated. This principle makes sense everywhere. Although he took action, he was so legitimate to fight back. If the other party was still stuck with this matter, then he would not mind taking action to teach Mao and the others again.

"Boss, the bodyguard has arrived, right outside." Chen Manhua said in Fan Wubing's ear.

When Fan Wubing was fighting with someone just now, she had already called the company headquarters and notified Fan Wubing's bodyguards. At this time, they had arrived at the scene, but they had not received further instructions and were all parked in the hall.

"That's just a little thing, there's really no need for bodyguards. If I pass it on, it seems that I'm a little disregarding the rules of the world. Are you a hero who thinks that the majority is the chance of winning?" Fan Wubing waved his hand.

Chen Manhua felt a little speechless, thinking to himself, Mr. Fan, you are not a person who is in the world? No matter how hard you are, you are, the official and the mall, why bother to learn the rules of the martial arts world? Isn’t that enough to eat?

At this time, the bodyguard leader of Mr. He came over. He first looked at Brother Li, who was burned to the point of becoming a pig's head, and then looked at the thugs who were lying all over the floor. His face was full of anger and said to Fan Wubing, "Boy, can you beat me?"

Fan Wubing didn't even bother to respond, and kicked him over with one foot. He stepped on his face and rubbed his hard soles twice on his face, cursing, "Peeing to see how you look. You are just as undeveloped egg cells, but you dare to stand up and find a place for others? I think you are tired of living!"

The man's face was stomped by Fan Wubing and immediately swollen. But his head was unable to move. He had only enough skill and had no room for exercise. He was so depressed that he was extremely depressed.

The young master He who was sentenced to walk out of the floor was stunned when he saw this and stopped. He knew the best where his bodyguard came from. He actually took it by Fan Wubing, without any power to fight back. This cannot be said to be a very amazing result.

"Who are you?" Young Master He asked slowly. At the same time, his bodyguards surrounded him in the middle, and in a flash they took out several pistols and pointed at Fan Wubing and others.

Fan Wubing was also a little surprised. He could see at a glance that these pistols were not circulated on the black market, but the kind of regular guns assigned by state organs. He couldn't help but have some doubts. Even if he had the top private bodyguards under his command and the government-sponsored bodyguards, he didn't draw his gun at every turn to ordinary people. Who is this kid's identity? He dares to be so domineering in the face of the capital. Could it be that the yamen of another company is not?

Seeing the movements of several people, it seemed a little familiar, Fan Wubing tried to ask, "From the Secret Service?"

After hearing Fan Wubing's words, the bodyguards couldn't help but change their faces and couldn't help but look back at Mr. He. Since they could call out their identities, the other party must not be someone outside the system, and his identity would never be too low. For such a person, it seems that it is not a good idea to point a gun at him.

Young Master He was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that he would be ruined by local tyrants such as Li Ge. It would be fine if he recognized the wrong person, but it would be fine if he hit the wrong person. Anyway, there are not many people who can not give him face in the capital.

What just made him feel dissatisfied was that they were beaten unrecognizable when they were doing things for themselves, and it seemed that even his parents could not recognize them. Their life or death was not important, but their face was very important. Otherwise, if they were spread, their own people would be beaten into fat pig heads by others. What prestige would they have in the future?

Therefore, he signaled his bodyguard to teach the other party appropriately so that he could know what person he had messed with, but he didn't expect that his bodyguard could not even stand the other person's kick, so he wanted his bodyguards to show the guns out.

But why did he see the details of his bodyguards at a glance? Young Master He was very surprised.

Just when the bodyguards were stunned for a moment, Fan Wubing's body moved. Now his kung fu is even more unfathomable. Almost no one noticed his whereabouts. The person was already fighting against those bodyguards. Only a few dense bursts came, and several bodyguards screamed in training. They squatted on the ground with their covers, but the guns inside were all surrendered by Fan Wang.

Fan Wubing carefully checked the six pistols he confiscated. It turned out that they were all equipped by the staff of the Special Service. The bodyguards in his home all used these special markings. If that is the case, the young master He in front of him had at least a ministerial-level official in his home. Otherwise, where would he be qualified to enjoy such bodyguard services?

Or there is another possibility, that is, the other party is the key target of being united front and may also receive this honor.

"Dare you dare to steal the gun?!" The Young Master He didn't expect that Fan Wubing was so powerful. His six bodyguards with guns had no choice but to take him. The gun in his hand was taken away by someone without even opening the insurance. It was so embarrassing.

Just now, Fan Wubing's body was as fast as a ghost. He didn't see clearly how he was acting. The bodyguards went to the ground one after another, and the guns changed hands in a blink of an eye. If it weren't for seeing it with their own eyes, it wouldn't be possible to believe that such a thing happened.

Young Master He couldn't help but be surprised in his heart. The person in front of him was a tough guy who could not afford to offend him.

"You dare to point everyone at me with a gun?!" Fan Wubing did not answer his question at all, but stared at the other party viciously and said, "No one who dared to point the gun at me has ever had a good ending. I think you are tired of living!"

At this time, Fan Wubing's bodyguards outside had already rushed in, including seals and bodyguards assigned by the Special Service. When they saw the scene inside the house, they couldn't help but be stunned, especially when they saw the bodyguards on the ground with pistols, someone was surprised to find that several of them seemed to be recognized by them.

Obviously, the bodyguards who were beaten by Fan Wubing also found an acquaintance among Fan Wubing's bodyguards. Everyone's expressions were very awkward. Unexpectedly, the people who were practicing together were divided into different camps at this time.

Fan Wubing also saw some tricks at this time, but he didn't want to let Master He be so easily. No matter whose yamen he is? There are really not many people who can make a tough job in the capital, and even the well-known people will not know him. There is obviously no tough backstage in this life in front of me. If he doesn't teach him how to shave him? Who told him to dare to point someone at him with a gun?

Even if this matter is sued to the Politburo, no one will dare to openly support him.

So Fan Wubing reached out to the Young Master He and ordered the bodyguards, "Blow me hard!" After thinking for a while, he added, "Don't hit someone in the face, give his elders some face!"

Fan Wubing's bodyguards were all a group of good deeds. After following Fan Wubing, they couldn't encounter any major events. They hadn't acted for a long time. The eyes met the opportunity to take action. No matter whose young master he was, they rushed up and pressed Master He to the ground, and beat him up.

Xu Tianlu, who was beaten by Brother Li's man just now, had a blue face and a bloody face. Seeing the other party's behind-the-scenes boss, he was shocked and cried. He felt much more balanced in his heart. He thought it would be beneficial to follow a capable boss. At least when you are wronged, he will immediately help you stand up without any worries.

Seeing that Young Master He was beaten, his bodyguards didn't care much about it. One of them shouted, "Stop fighting, that one is the grandson of Deputy Commander Zhang of the Navy!"

Young Master He, who was beaten up, also screamed and shouted. "My grandpa is Deputy Commander Zhang of the Navy, you have the will to wait!"

When Fan Wubing heard this, he immediately laughed, "Navy Commander Zhang? Grandson? Haha, let you know who I am!"

Everyone stood up their ears, thinking that the military people were the most difficult to deal with. Although the naval forces regarded the most vulnerable among the three armies, these people were also the most protective of the weakest, and their grandsons were also grandsons. How could there be no reason not to come to me? I just don’t know what the person on the other side is?

Fan Wubing walked to Young Master He. He fiddled his head with his feet, and then said, "If you are not sure in the future, don't point a broken gun at someone else's head. Today is your luck. If it were another time, I will kill you, so that you can only be considered as self-defense! So that you know who you offended today, Fan Wubing. My father Fan Heng, if you have a genital, you can come to the door to seek justice. I will wait for you at home for three days. If you don't come for three days, I will not be with you."

After that, Fan Wubing said to everyone, "Let's go!"

After they left, a group of talents gathered together with a look of earth. No wonder they were so unscrupulous and domineering. A mere deputy commander of the navy was placed in front of the other party members. It was indeed not enough to see enough. If you want to blame, you can only blame your boss for not being tough enough in the background.
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