Rong Beiming sat in the car and rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly. His head hurt after he was teased to drink a few more drinks at the "Emperor".
He turned to look out the car window, and Yu Nianen's beautiful and cold face appeared in his mind. He thought of her every smile and the moment she laughed happily, his strong heart was softened a lot.
Suddenly, the car moving forward suddenly stopped, and his body swayed forward slightly.
"Mr. Rong, someone is blocking the car in front of you!" The driver was a little alert and was about to start the car again.
Rong Beiming took a deep breath and said calmly: "I'll go down and take a look."
He never liked having people around him, and the driver was worried and wanted to dissuade him: "Mr. Rong, don't get out of the car."
Rong Beiming frowned and waved gently: "It's okay!"
With that said, he opened the car door and got out of the car.
It would be nice if someone really wanted to find fault. I have been depressed for so long and I just want to find something to vent my anger on.
In front of the car, several strong men were lined up, and one of them had a watermelon knife in his hand. Seeing him getting off, they all took a step back.
"Didn't you get enough beatings from me last time? Are you here to die again?" Rong Beiming recognized the man who took the knife at a glance. He was the one who had been beaten by him the night Qin Shuyi had an accident last time.
"Yes! So, if we compete again, it's not certain who will beat whom!" The man holding the knife waved the knife in a gesture. He originally wanted to chop the front of the car to build momentum, but he couldn't do it with the car in front of him.
Most men like to study cars. The price of this Bentley Elegant 728 is tens of millions, and he can recite various performance data of this car.
Therefore, the knife was always dangling in his hand and did not slash at the car. This car was so good that it was not his car, so he was reluctant to use the knife to chop it!
"It's just you?" Rong Beiming took off his coat and threw it away. The blood all over his body was boiling. When men fight, they also have the fun of fighting.
He was worried and had nowhere to vent his anger, so he just took it out on them.
These people also know Rong Beiming's identity, and most of them have been severely beaten by him, and they are still very taboo towards him. But using people's money to eliminate disasters for others is an eternal law.
I had no choice but to squint my eyes and bite the bullet.
"Brothers! He is very powerful, let's all go together!" The leading man swung his knife and slashed towards Rong Beiming's face.
Rong Beiming quickly dodged and kicked him hard.
The man fell to the ground and the knife flew out.
When everyone saw this, they were stunned for a moment, and then they all rushed forward together.
Rong Beiming has received professional training. How can these people be his opponents? In his eyes, they are simply a piece of cake.
He grabbed the arm of a man who was rushing forward and kicked the man behind him. Then he twisted his big hand hard and made a "click" sound. The shoulder joint of the man he grabbed had been dislocated.
After a few beautiful kicks and heavy punches, followed by screams, soon, several men fell down at Rong Beiming's feet, moaning in pain.
"Mr. Rong, you are really good!" The driver did not go up to help. After following Rong Beiming for so long, he knew what he was thinking. He knew that he needed to vent at this moment and there was no need for others to come up and cause trouble.
But in his heart, he admired Rong Beiming's physical strength and speed. He actually knocked down these men in an instant without changing his expression.