Yan Mubei became famous too early, had too many enemies, and was so arrogant and cold-blooded that many people in the street were looking forward to his death.
There are several groups of people who assassinate Mingming and kill him every month, each with their own unique tricks, making it difficult to guard against them.
Therefore, his bodyguard team is particularly strong, with thirty or forty people on duty at the villa every day.
The first floor is the training ground and conference room, the second floor is the security system room, and the third floor and above are the dormitories.
At this time, in the training ground, Yan Mubei, who was wearing home clothes, rubbed his slippers and looked at the people in front of him very leisurely.
They lined up in a row, with solemn faces, hands folded behind their backs, and legs slightly apart.
Standard military posture.
None of the people here are soldiers, but they receive stricter training than soldiers.
Yan Mubei walked from left to right, head slightly tilted, looking at everyone one by one.
His handsome face was tense and expressionless, and his pair of red lips looked like a bloodthirsty demon looking for his prey.
He has never been a talkative person, and such a silent and gloomy look often indicates approaching danger.
These bodyguards were tall and powerful, no less impressive than Yan Mubei, but under his gaze, every one of them trembled in their hearts.
"You." Yan Mubei said to one of them, "Come out."
The man's body visibly trembled, he was confused and at a loss. He looked at the others and walked out cautiously: "Young Master Yan."
Suddenly, Yan Mubei raised his right leg and kicked the bodyguard down like lightning.
The bodyguard was kicked to the ground, his knees touching the ground, and the sound was clear and crisp.
Everyone present looked at each other, not understanding what was happening in front of them.
When Deng Liang saw this, his usually indifferent expression changed, and he hurriedly called: "Young Master Yan...?"
Yan Mubei raised his hand to stop what he said next, but looked at the bodyguard on the ground with a cold look: "Stand up."
Bodyguards have gone through arduous training, and this kick would have caused a normal person to vomit blood and faint.
He struggled on the ground for a while, then stood up again anxiously.
He didn't dare to ask or speak. No one else dared to question Yan Mubei and still stood with their hands behind their backs.
Yan Mubei rarely punishes these bodyguards unless they commit extremely serious wrongdoings.
And when he decides to punish someone, the punishment will be particularly severe.
So, at this moment, everyone is thinking about it in their hearts, have they done anything wrong recently?
When a colleague is kicked, is it just him or is it just the beginning? Will other people be involved?
And does he have a role in this?
The bodyguards' faces were expressionless, but their hearts were already in chaos.
After the bodyguard stood up, he still stood in a military posture, looking forward and saying nothing.
Snapped!
Yan Mubei kicked him again and the bodyguard fell to the ground again.
"Stand up." He ordered.
The bodyguard stood up again, and then he kicked him down again.
Repeatedly standing up and falling down, standing up and falling down again.
The bodyguard treated me calmly at first, but later became a little uncomfortable.
But Yan Mubei had no intention of stopping and continued: "Stand up."
Deng Liang couldn't stand it. After all, training a loyal bodyguard requires a long time and financial and material resources.
He stepped forward and said in a respectful and polite voice: "Young Master Yan, what mistake did Zhou Guocai... make?"
Yan Mubei raised his feet, paused, still stared at the bodyguard named Zhou Guocai, and said, "Do you want to know why?"
Zhou Guocai pressed his knees and bent over, panting like an ox. A large amount of sweat dripped from his cheeks. He looked up at the cold man in front of him and nodded heavily.
He had been kicked more than ten times, and now he didn't even have the strength to speak.
Yan Mubei looked at him with a straight face, his narrow eyes narrowed, revealing a bit of haze and danger. His voice was very light, as if it was filled with cold ice: "I remember when I was in the hospital.
, what should I ask you to do?”
When the bodyguard heard this, he carefully recalled the situation in the hospital.
He was one of the five men in black who followed Yan Mu north to the intensive care unit.
After entering the intensive care unit, Yan Mubei asked them to arrest people and take away Shangguan Zhixuan and Lin Qianqian.
So he and another man in black stepped forward and arrested each person.
At that time, he was responsible for catching...Lin Qianqian.
Lin Qianqian resisted, crashed into the cabinet, and finally fell to the ground full of broken glass. Later, Yan Mubei forcibly took her away.
I heard that her people are now being placed in Yan Mubei's bedroom.
I even heard that she was Yan Mubei’s former woman.
Thinking of this, the bodyguard's expression changed again and again, and he instantly understood what was happening.
Yan Mubei looked at him, and from the sudden change in expression on his face, it could be seen that this idiot finally knew what mistake he had made.
He sneered: "I asked you to take her away, but it was better for you to push and hit her, and finally left her covered in injuries."
At first, he thought she only had an injury on her palm. In order to punish her, he deliberately ignored her and even tortured her in the car.
Unexpectedly, after the incident, he felt a palm of blood on her back.
That woman was really good at enduring it, and she actually endured the pain without saying anything.
While helping her treat and bandage her wounds, he felt for the first time that he was too cruel.
A ball of anger arose inexplicably, hating herself for being careless, and even more so the person who hurt her.
Hearing this, the others suddenly realized that Lin Qianqian was injured.
The bodyguard knelt down on the ground with a groan and begged for mercy: "Master Yan, I didn't know she was your woman. I...I didn't mean to hurt her. Master Yan, please spare my life."
"What I want is someone who obeys orders 100%, not someone who takes my orders and does other things." Yan Mubei looked at him and frowned: "You loser, if I want to hurt her, do I have to take action?
Did multiple people take her away?"
After saying that, the man's eyes darkened, and he raised his right leg again and kicked the bodyguard.
This time he no longer waited for the other party to get up, but immediately waved his right leg and kicked the bodyguard repeatedly.
It's like kicking a sandbag, completely disregarding the opponent's life and kicking him to death.
Another bodyguard responsible for arresting Shangguan Zhixuan was shocked when he saw this, and sweat dripped down his face.
Will it be his turn next?
You must know that when Mr. Yan becomes ruthless, no one can stop him.
He has a brute force and likes to beat people until they are crippled or dead.
The room was silent except for the sound of Yan Mubei kicking someone.
"No, Mr. Yan, please forgive me..., I was wrong and I will never do it again."
Deng Liang couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to persuade him: "Master Yan, that's enough. If you continue to beat him, he will die."
Suddenly, Yan Mubei stopped, stared at Deng Liang gloomily, and said in a furious voice, "You dare to stop me?"