But in his heart, he admired Rong Beiming's physical strength and speed. He actually knocked down these men without changing his expression.
"Come on!" Rong Beiming smiled faintly, looking at the tall and thin man who was still leaning and not falling down.
"I'm sorry! Mr. Rong, you have a lot, I will do it by myself, I will do it by myself..." The tall and thin man's feet gave way and he fell next to his companion. It was better to admit defeat than to be beaten.
Rong Beiming stared at the men on the ground, tugged at the corner of his mouth silently, took out the cigarette case from his trouser bag, took out a cigarette and lit it.
He took a drag on the cigarette, raised his head slightly, and stared at a silver sports car parked across the street. He knew very well who was sitting in the car enjoying the scene.
Under the moonlight, the door of the silver sports car opened. Ye Hun got out of the car and walked slowly across the road.
Rong Beiming leaned against the car door, with thin green smoke lingering between his fingers. There was no expression on his handsome face, which was very deserted.
"Master Rong, nice to meet you!" Ye Hun didn't even look at the men who had been wailing on the ground, staring at Rong Beiming, "Your skills remind me of a person."
Rong Beiming still smoked his cigarette elegantly and said nothing.
"Feng He from the 'Fantasy Alliance' is also very good at fighting. For my cousin, I fought naked, and so many masters from 'Fire' fought together but they couldn't do anything to him." At this point, Ye Hun couldn't help but sigh.
He said, "Would you risk your life for that woman of yours?"
"Woman? Which woman?" Rong Beiming threw away the cigarette butt, stepped on it under his feet, and asked lightly.
Ye Hun laughed out loud, shook his head and said, "Who else could it be? She has been with you the longest. According to Mr. Rong's frequency of changing female partners, shouldn't she have dumped you long ago?"
"I haven't had enough fun and I don't want to dump him!"
"Are you afraid that I would touch her, so you said that?"
"Ye Hun, are you afraid of losing, so you dare not play the last game?" Under the street lights, Rong Beiming's face showed a touch of arrogance, and then he looked at Ye Hun with a little contempt in his eyes.
The strong will never use the method of coercing the weak to defeat their opponents. He really doesn't like Ye Hun's childish tricks.
"No rush, I'm here to tell you the time of the last round today."
"explain!"
"Three days later, but I won't tell you the rules and location of the game until then. Don't play tricks and break the rules, otherwise I won't be able to help myself and say it. You also know that I will definitely have a backup plan. You are now
There's no point in killing me."
As soon as Ye Hun finished speaking, Rong Beiming laughed softly, and the laughter became louder and louder.
At this time, the men on the ground got up one after another.
"Get out of here, you shameful things!" Ye Hun glared at them with disdain.
"This...this is Mr. Rong!" the leading man said sadly, and stumbled away with his accomplices.
"What are you laughing at? What's so funny." Ye Hun looked at the embarrassed backs in the night, frowned, and used his fingers to brush the burgundy hair hanging down on his forehead.
"Afraid I'll kill you?" Rong Beiming looked at him funny, "You're so pathetic!"
"I'm pitiful? What's so pitiful about me? You don't know how happy I felt when I pretended to be you and went to fuck your woman's good friend. She didn't believe you hadn't done it? Who of us is more miserable? You arrested Qin Shuyi today.
Aren’t you afraid that your woman will find out and make trouble with you? Or, do you also want to have fun? Let me tell you how she feels..."