Wang Tao was also a retired soldier from the special forces. When fighting, he had a somewhat desperate demeanor.
Within a few minutes, he knocked down several bodyguards.
As the saying goes: Two fists are no match for four hands.
No matter how powerful he is, facing bodyguards who are also retired soldiers, his physical strength is very exhausted.
After persisting for a few rounds, he began to show weakness and received many punches on his body.
When Lao Zhou saw this, he shouted excitedly: "Paralysis! He is dying, brothers! Work harder and kill him!"
"roar!"
The other bodyguards roared in unison, and their momentum was very scary.
At this time, a bodyguard secretly carried an iron pipe. When Wang Tao was not paying attention, he quietly walked behind Wang Tao, then raised the iron pipe high, and with all his strength, he hit Wang Tao on the back of the head.
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"It's your uncle!! Go to hell!"
The bodyguard scolded him with a ferocious look on his face.
You must know that the back of the head is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. Once the stick is struck, Wang Tao will be disabled or disabled.
not good?
Wang Tao also realized the danger. He glanced sideways and saw an iron pipe hitting his head. He wanted to resist, but he was tightly entangled. Suddenly, he became helpless.
Could it be that... I just died like this?
Wang Tao's heart skipped a beat. Seeing that the iron pipe was about to hit him, he subconsciously closed his eyes.
However, at this moment, a black shadow appeared out of thin air and grabbed the heavy iron pipe with one hand.
"Bang!"
A dull sound sounded, and the iron pipe was tightly grasped.
"Brother! Isn't it just a fight? Why do we have to kill people?"
At this time, a lazy voice sounded, faint, but containing a sense of anger.
That’s right!
It's anger!
Forehead?
At this time, Wang Tao, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard someone speaking, and saw a familiar figure appearing in front of him.
"Yi Zihao?"
"Mr. Wang! I'm sorry for frightening you."
Ye Zihao smiled apologetically. Although he didn't know why Wang Tao appeared here, Wang Tao dared to help. He had already remembered this friendship in his heart.
"fine!"
Wang Tao laughed and didn't care about anything.
"Paralysis! Don't think I'm transparent. Hurry up and let go of the tube, otherwise I'll embarrass you."
At this time, the bodyguard cursed angrily.
"Embarrassing? Is it like this?"
Ye Zihao sneered, and his lazy eyes suddenly became as sharp as a falcon spotting its prey.
The next second, he kicked the bodyguard in the chest without any warning.
Click!
In an instant, there was a sound of bones breaking, and a footprint was dented in the bodyguard's chest, and he kicked him 5 or 6 meters away.
You know, the bodyguard just now was about 1.8 meters tall and weighed at least about 180 kilograms, but he was kicked so far. The strength of his kick was so scary.
"hiss!"
Suddenly, the entire audience gasped, and everyone stared at Ye Zihao like monsters.
Especially Wang Tao, for a special forces soldier like him, his fists are undoubtedly the most admirable.
"What a coin! Where did this idiot come from? Brothers! Even this bastard should teach me a lesson."
Lao Zhou was so angry that he was shaking all over and yelled angrily.
"OK!!"
All the bodyguards shouted in unison, and Wang Tao worriedly reminded Ye Zihao, "Brother Ye! Let's do it together!"
"No need! Mr. Wang, you are tired after fighting for so long. Take a rest. Look at my performance!"
Ye Zihao smiled faintly.
After saying that, Ye Zihao's body seemed to turn into a black shadow, and his speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly with the naked eye.
This black shadow was seen moving among the crowd like a charm. Wherever it went, the sound of cracking bones was heard, accompanied by bursts of fierce screams.
Wang Tao on the side was completely dumbfounded.
As the saying goes, "As soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if it's there or not!", and Wang Tao is considered a practitioner after all, so he naturally knows that Ye Zihao's skills are terrifying.
He had seen many masters before, but compared to the best among masters like Ye Zihao, those masters were nothing.
Oh my god!! Isn't this... this brother too fierce? He was also a soldier before?
Wang Tao was shocked inside.
1 minute later!
Ye Zihao patted the dust on his shoes, and all the bodyguards lying on the ground were in pain. Seeing him, he smiled proudly and said, "Done!"
At this time, Ye Zihao glanced at Lao Zhou and was so frightened that Lao Zhou peed.
Seeing that his legs were weak, he said in a trembling voice: "You...what do you want to do?"
"Brother! You brought so many people to make trouble. I want to ask you, what do you want to do?"
Ye Zihao sneered a few times and approached step by step.
Lao Zhou was so frightened that he stepped back, but after taking a few steps back, as if he had bumped into someone, he turned around and saw Wang Tao standing behind him.
"Dude! Where do you want to go?"
Wang Tao snorted coldly, stared with big eyes, and sneered.
"I...I didn't want to go anywhere, I...I just came to ask for goods, you...don't mess around."
Lao Zhou's expression was frightened and panicked, and his teeth were chattering up and down.
At this time, Yang Ruobing walked over, exuding an icy aura. She pointed at the injured Factory Director Lin and asked coldly: "You want goods? What's going on with my employees?"
"He...he couldn't deliver the goods, so I slapped him." Lao Zhou said with insufficient confidence, not even daring to look Yang Ruobing in the eyes.
"Even if we can't deliver the goods, at worst, in terms of compensation according to the contract, would you be guilty of hitting someone? Aren't you afraid that I'll call the police?"
Yang Ruobing put on a pretty face and asked angrily.
"I...I, I!"
Lao Zhou knew that he was in the wrong, and he was afraid of alerting the police, so he forced himself to say, "Big... big deal, I'll give him a slap as well."
"Oh? You said this."
At this time, Ye Zihao sneered a few times with a rather playful expression.
"Yes!! I said that."
Lao Zhou gritted his teeth and expressed his stance.
At this time, Ye Zihao's hand was reaching into his pocket, as if he was holding something. He reached out and patted Lao Zhou's body, jokingly saying: "Okay! Sure enough!"
"Old...of course I have the guts!" Lao Zhou said unconvinced.
"That's right! I admire people with talent the most, but don't stay here for a while and call me daddy in pain."
Ye Zihao made a joke, and then told Director Lin, "Director! He even asked you to slap him, go ahead! Give him a slap in the face."
"Mr. Ye...Ye! I...I think it's better to forget it. I...my face doesn't hurt too much."
Director Lin is a simple and honest person, how dare he hit someone?
"How is this okay? You are the director of the factory, and being slapped in the face is equivalent to being slapped in the face in our factory, so! You must slap back the slap, of course! You have the final say as to how hard you want to use it."
What Ye Zihao said was very reasonable.
"I have the final say?"
"right!"
"That...okay then!"
Director Lin didn't want the matter to escalate, so he walked up to Lao Zhou and gave him a symbolic slap on the face.
The force was so small that it was almost like stroking.
However, what shocked everyone next was that Lao Zhou was so painful that he burst into tears. He fell to the ground and rolled in pain, wailing loudly from his mouth.
"ah!!"
"Ouch!!"
"It hurts! It hurts so much! It hurts me so much!! Ouch!"
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And his bodyguards all had contemptuous looks on their faces, thinking to themselves: Brother! Are you the actor? Are you pretending too much?