Seeing so many southerners rushing over, Wang Sangui yelled with a golf club:
"Mr. Tang, Mr. Han, you guys go quickly, I'll stop them."
Not to mention that he wanted wealth and danger, even Jin Zhihao's face made him strongly protect the two women.
"Mr. Wang!"
Han Ziqi was slightly stunned when she saw this.
She had no good feelings for Wang Sangui, and the two sides had even had conflicts, but now she was still moved to see him standing in front of her.
"Stop talking nonsense, go quickly!"
Wang Sangui roared: "Go and find Mr. Ye!"
Although Wang Sangui is not very good at it, successful people have always paid attention to physical exercise, so he is still half better than ordinary people.
"Go to die!"
Therefore, when a young man from the South rushed to the front, Wang Sangui immediately thrust his knee.
The young man from the South fell to the ground with a plop.
Wang Sangui took the opportunity to take a step forward, hitting the opponent's chin with a fluent swing, knocking the fierce young man out.
Then he waved back and hit a sneak attacker in the neck.
The other party fell down instantly.
But before Wang Sangui was happy, he smashed his shoulder with one fist, and kicked his abdomen with both feet.
Wang Sangui immediately staggered backwards, wielding the club like crazy to intimidate his opponent.
It hurts to hit someone with a hard club.
Jin Zhihao helped Tang Yanxi stand up and shouted, "You are stupid, can't you take things too?"
A word woke up the dreamer. More than a dozen southerners were holding clubs, some swinged stools, and some were carrying sun umbrellas.
Then they yelled and surrounded them.
"Go away!"
Wang Sangui shouted to Han Ziqi and Tang Ruoxue again: "Let's go."
"Walk!"
Tang Ruoxue decisively pulled Han Ziqi to the hotel lobby.
While walking forward, she wanted to take out her phone and call out, but she found that the phone fell out in chaos.
Fortunately, Han Ziqi still held her cell phone, so she quickly called Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, something happened...
When they retreated nearly a hundred meters, Wang Sangui was kicked to the ground.
The golf club has already been removed.
Wang Sangui waved his hands and kept guarding against the vital points of his body, so that he would not let hard objects hurt his eyes or heart.
Faced with the crazy siege of more than a dozen southerners, he knew that he had no chance and was unlikely to fight back.
What you need to do now is to protect your vitals.
"Beat him! Beat him!"
The chaos and gang fights on the scene have long made Jin Zhihao lose his mind.
He didn't know who he had trampled on the dignity of his people, nor did he consider the consequences.
All he knew was that Jin Zhihao was humiliated today, and was slapped three times by two women, and a club by the disabled son of the Wang family.
He only knew that if he had penetrated the sky in Hong Kong City, he would not have anything to do.
At this moment, Wang Sangui had been knocked to the ground, and he didn't know how many kicks and fists he had hit on his body.
It took him ten minutes before he felt his fists stop.
But his nose was bruised and swollen, his body was covered with blood, and his bones were broken.
Unprecedented embarrassment and cowardice.
The chaos was stagnant after Jin Zhihao and the others ejaculated, and there were more than a dozen people standing upside down on the scene.
During this period, golf course staff rushed over to stop it but to no avail.
The beautiful and sexy stadium manager accompanied him with a smile, and was slapped twice by Jin Zhihao. Finally, he covered his face and hid in the corner and cried.
Most of the security guards who tried to fight were beaten.
"Damn it, can you still move?"
Jin Zhihao swung a chair and thumped Wang Sangui on the back of whom he wanted to get up.
With a click, the chair was split into pieces, and Wang Sangui also groaned and fell back to the ground, unable to get up at all.
Several southerners smiled and stepped forward and stepped on Wang Sangui's limbs.
"Wang Sangui..."
"You are so timid. You dare to let go of the two women I like and dare to fight me. How do you feel when I am beaten like a dead dog now?"
"How is it? Are you not convinced?"
"I'm not convinced and called someone. I know you are the nephew of the five families. If you transfer some masters of the Wang family, I will definitely be beaten by you."
"Or, if you ask Wang Qiaochu to negotiate, you will definitely be able to mess with me."
Jin Zhihao smiled and said without laughing:
"The question is, can you?"
"You are just a dog in the Wang family. What kind of core nephew is there? I want to give you face."
He kicked Wang Sangui again:
"Come on, if you don't agree, go and call someone now. We are waiting for you here."
Jin Zhihao smiled evilly: "If you don't dare, kneel down here for me."
"When you send the two women back to me, you will get up."
He stepped on Wang Sangui's face with his toes: "I didn't hear me clearly..."
"Jin Zhihao, I admit that there will be no consequences for you to bully me."
Wang Sangui struggled to squeeze out a sentence: "But you touched Han Ziqi, you are waiting to die."
"Waiting for death? Isn't it just a wealthy daughter? I'll do it all. What can I do?"
Jin Zhihao smiled gloomy: "Will the Han family snatch the arm of her and our Jin family chaebol?"
"Look, I will take those two women in at most two days."
He squirted out a breath of hot air: "I will also ask the Han family to wash them clean and send them up."
Wang Sangui smiled furiously: "What a big tone, do you really think no one dares to touch you?"
More than a dozen men and women from the South showed disdain when they heard this. They really didn't believe that anyone could touch Jin Zhihao.
Jin Zhihao also spread his hands and smiled indifferently: "Who can touch me?"
"I!"
At this moment, a low voice sounded, and then the four people who stepped on Wang Sangui were shocked.
Their head was hit by a golf ball and fell to the ground, with blood flowing and wailing.
Ye Fan, Tang Ruoxue, Han Ziqi and others soon appeared in front of Jin Zhihao and others.
Seeing Ye Fan appear, Wang Sangui's eyes aroused and felt that all the pain was worth it.
Ye Fan?
Tang Yanxi was stunned at first, then smiled contemptuously:
"Ye Fan, this is not a place where you can hold forks, don't be ignorant of your life or death."
"Mr. Jin, his name is Ye Fan. He is from the mainland. I, a poor relative of an aunt, has a few tricks, but I don't have any background."
She quickly revealed Ye Fan's humble identity to Jin Zhihao.
Several women from the southern countries looked instantly joking.
Ye Fan didn't even look at Tang Yanxi, and he was approaching Jin Zhihao straight with an indifferent look on his face.
"Boy, hurt my brother, are you looking for death?"
"And you two bitches, you dare to come over. Have you been beaten enough?"
A careless young man from the South China carried a club and sneered at Tang Ruoxue and Han Ziqi.
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly had a flash of sight and the club in his hand disappeared.
Then his head fell to the ground, and he was unconscious in an instant. Ye Fan grabbed the club and thrust the person down, and it was a matter of a flash of his fingers.
Jin Zhihao and more than a dozen companions were all dumbfounded.
More than a dozen bodyguards in the southern country also tense up.
Ye Fan shook the club and continued to force Jin Zhihao:
"It's very genius to touch my woman..."
His eyes were sharp.
Now, without Jin Zhihao's instructions, more than a dozen southerners shouted, fucking the guy and rushing towards Ye Fan with their teeth and claws.
Ye Fan did not retreat but advanced, and a white light quickly flew up.
A club waving in the crowd.
"Pu! Pu!"
Amid a series of crisp sounds, more than a dozen southerners screamed and fell to the ground, either with their hands broken or their feet broken.
Blood was flowing on the ground.
Tang Yanxi couldn't believe it. He didn't expect Ye Fan to be so fierce and even more angry. Why should Ye Fan call Mr. Banjin?
Jin Zhihao smelled the danger and shouted at the bodyguard: "Go!"
More than a dozen southern bodyguards rushed towards Ye Fan immediately.
"Bang bang bang--"
Ye Fan waved his club forward without diminishing momentum, and was not afraid of the bodyguards in the south with big arms and round waists.
Two minutes later, more than a dozen bodyguards were thrown to the ground by Ye Fan. The three of them instinctively wanted to touch the gun, but Ye Fan even broke their joints.
The middle-aged man in black who could compete with Nangong Yan moved his footsteps to Ye Fan, and then a series of Wing Chun punches were deployed.
The wind is sharp.
But before Jin Zhihao and the others were happy, Ye Fan kicked him away for more than ten meters.
The middle-aged man in black fainted like a dead dog.
Unrivaled.
Looking at Ye Fan's face approaching step by step and the violent aura filled with his face, Jin Zhihao was completely frightened.
He moved back in panic and said, "Boy, I will make you doomed if you hurt us."
Tang Yanxi is also fierce and cowardly:
"Ye Fan, he is the eldest son of the Jin clan in the southern country. You can't afford to offend him."