In just a few seconds, Zhu Xiaolin's face was seen shaking back and forth, and afterimages appeared in the air.
After a while, Zhu Xiaolin's face was swollen like a pig's head.
"Fuck! Hurry up and save Mr. Zhu!"
At this time, someone regained his composure and shouted loudly. At this time, other people recovered their composure and ran to Ye Zihao angrily while carrying rubber sticks.
"Damn! Let go of my boss, you can eat shit!"
The big man gritted his teeth, then held the rubber stick and hit Ye Hao hard.
"I don't know what it means!"
Ye Zihao sneered disapprovingly, then let go of Zhu Xiaolin's neck, grabbed his head with his backhand, and used Zhu Xiaolin's body as a shield to move forward.
"Ouch!"
Seeing the big man's rubber rod hit Zhu Xiaolin's head directly, Zhu Xiaolin suddenly screamed, his head was penetrated, and blood flowed down his forehead.
"Zhu...Mr. Zhu! Yes...I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean it, I...I!"
Accidentally hitting the wrong person, the security guard was frightened and panicked.
"Are you...are you fucking blind? Go...fuck you." Zhu Xiaolin was so angry that he kicked the security guard directly.
"Ouch!"
The security guard knew he was in the wrong, so he could only endure the pain and obediently stepped aside.
"Damn it! What are you doing here? Come on and save me!"
Zhu Xiaolin's hair was grabbed by someone, but he couldn't struggle to get it free for a while.
"Yes...yes! Mr. Zhu!"
After seeing this, other security guards rushed over one after another.
"Paralysis! I will kill you!"
A fat security guard raised his foot and tried to kick Ye Zihao.
However, how could his speed not hurt Ye Zihao?
I saw Ye Zihao pulling hard and using Zhu Xiaolin's body as a shield. The fat man's kick directly hit Zhu Xiaolin's crotch.
"I...fuck you! You...you are blind again. Where are you going...with this kick?"
Zhu Xiaolin tightly covered his crotch with both hands, and his whole body was in pain so much that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His face turned red from holding it in, and he almost fainted from the pain on the spot.
"Zhu...Mr. Zhu, I...I!"
The fat security guard's intestines turned green with regret. Just now, in order to make a meritorious deed, he had to exert all his strength with that kick.
"Eat...eat shit!"
Zhu Xiaolin was so angry that he was shaking all over. His hair was grabbed by Ye Zihao, and he couldn't rush up and hit the security guard.
"Mr. Zhu! I..."
The fat security guard felt aggrieved all of a sudden. Now he is neither capable of taking action nor not taking action.
In fact, it was not just him who hesitated, but other security guards as well.
It is said that an expert can tell if something is wrong as soon as he takes action!
They could see that Ye Zihao was a master. If he acted rashly, he would accidentally hurt Mr. Zhu at any time like the two brothers just now.
Be afraid of accidental injury!
It’s unjustifiable if you don’t take action!
Suddenly, all these security guards looked hesitant.
Seeing that no one of his security guards took action, Zhu Xiaolin was so angry that he yelled loudly: "You bunch of wimps, I have been raising you lackeys for so long, and now that I ask you to take action, are you all just cowards?
I’ll fuck your uncle!”
"Boss! I...we are afraid of accidentally hurting you." Someone said awkwardly.
"Even accidental damage must be taken! Come on! Don't worry about me, hurry up and get this bastard down for me."
Zhu Xiaolin scolded angrily.
"Okay...ok!"
The boss had spoken, and these security guards didn't care anymore. They were as impulsive as chicken blood.
But then, every move they made was "blocked" by Zhu Xiaolin.
After the fight, Ye Zihao was unscathed, but Zhu Xiaolin suffered a terrible fate.
Bruised nose and swollen face!
Headache and bleeding!
Horrible!
…
He was beaten so hard that he didn't even recognize his mother.
Is this frustrating enough? What made him even more frustrated was that the person who injured him was none other than one of his men.
"stop!"
Finally, Zhu Xiaolin couldn't help shouting. If he continued like this, he would not be tortured to death by Ye Zihao, but beaten to death by his own people.
"A bunch of bastards! You...are you all fucking shit eaters? Why do you hit me every time?"
Zhu Xiaolin was so angry that he bared his teeth and was extremely angry.
"Mr. Zhu! I...we!"
The security guards were speechless and felt even more aggrieved.
Oh shit!
You obviously told us to ignore you, but now you're relying on us? Damn it!
Some people cursed like this in their hearts.
Perhaps because he was holding back his anger, Zhu Xiaolin was so angry that he scolded loudly: "You bunch of rubbish! Get out of here! Get out of here right now!"
These security guards also know that they have caused trouble. Who dares to stay here?
After a while, the security guards at the scene fled the scene like a swarm of swarms.
At this time, only Ye Zihao and Zhu Xiaolin were left at the scene.
"Yi Zihao! You...you would be smarter and let me go, otherwise I..."
"Crack!"
Before Zhu Xiaolin finished speaking, Ye Zihao slapped him.
"You...you fucking dare to smoke..."
"Crack!"
Just as he was about to curse, Ye Zihao slapped him again.
"Fuck! I'm not done with you... Ouch!"
As soon as Zhu Xiaolin finished speaking, Ye Zihao slapped him several times in a row without saying a word.
at last!
Zhu Xiaolin lost his temper. He completely lost his temper.
Seeing him begging for mercy quickly, he said: "Ye...Young Master Ye! Spare your life!"
"Do you have any objections to me slapping you?" Ye Zihao looked coldly, staring at Zhu Xiaolin and said coldly.
"No...no objection! I...I have no objection!"
Zhu Xiaolin was very unwilling, but did he dare to say that he was not dissatisfied at all?
Don't dare!
Because he knows that Ye Zihao is not easy to mess with!
"Zhu Xiaolin! Do you know why I hit you?" Ye Zihao said with a gloomy expression and a cold tone.
"No...I don't know!"
Zhu Xiaolin had a shocked expression on his face. He was beaten, but he didn't know why.
"Did you send the manager of the advertising department to spread rumors online to blackmail Yang Ruobing and the others?"
Ye Zihao stared at him coldly and asked.
"No...no such thing!" Zhu Xiaolin immediately denied it, but when he saw Ye Zihao raising his palm, he thought Ye Zihao wanted to slap him again.
Seeing that he was so frightened, he quickly changed his words and said: "Young Master Ye! You... please calm down, it's... I sent someone to do it."
"Then do you think you should fight?" Ye Zihao narrowed his eyes slightly and asked calmly.
"Deserve a beating! I...I deserve to be beaten!"
Zhu Xiaolin felt so aggrieved that he wanted to cry but had no tears.
It was obvious that he was the one being beaten, but he was forced to admit that he deserved the beating. It was obvious that he was the one who was wronged, but he still had to pretend to be a grandson.
Is there anything in this world that can make you endure this?