The Predator of the Beautiful President

Yang Jinlin turned to look at Li Mingjun in panic, clearly saying, didn't you say that those four people are all elites, are they such elites?
Li Mingjun also had a look of astonishment and shock. The four people he brought were instructed by his father Li Chengde, and they were truly elites in the company. But in the hands of this snub-nosed man, they were like children, powerless to fight back. How can we not be frightened?

I couldn't help thinking about how many masters were hidden in Xia Dongyang's security company. After being horrified, he forced himself to calm down and asked, "What do you want to do? I warn you. He is from the Yang family in Qingzhou. How dare you?" If you touch a hair on him, the Yang family will not let you go."

Up to this time, Li Mingjun was still using such tricks. On the surface, he was threatening Xia Dongyang, but in fact, he pointed the finger directly at Yang Jinlin, implying that this matter was Yang Jinlin's dominant position.

Xia Dongyang naturally saw through Li Mingjun's thoughts at a glance, and said in a deep voice: "Both of you have a share, don't even think about running away."

As he said that, the electric baton in his hand was the first to poke at Li Mingjun. Li Mingjun's house was also a security guard, so he still had a few tricks, and hurriedly dodged to the side, and at the same time kicked Xia Dongyang's waist.

Seeing this, Yang Jinlin from behind took advantage of this, jumped up and kicked Xia Dongyang's neck. At this time, his view of the overall situation was quite correct, and only by joining hands with Li Mingjun could he have the strength to fight .

However, the reality is cruel. The four security elites just now were easily brought down by Xia Dongyang, let alone these two dudes who have been hollowed out by wine and lust.

Xia Dongyang grabbed Li Mingjun's ankle with his left hand, and with his right hand holding the electric baton, raised his hand to poke Yang Jinlin's calf.

Yang Jinlin let out a muffled snort, like a sparrow hit by a slingshot, and immediately fell to the ground from the middle of the air. Immediately afterwards, Xia Dongyang exerted force with his left hand, and Li Mingjun's body turned three hundred and sixty-six in the air, and then landed on his face. He hit the ground heavily, and blood gushed out of his nose immediately.

Xia Dongyang didn't talk too much, and followed closely with the electric baton in his hand, poking Li Mingjun's back, "Ah", Li Mingjun let out a miserable howl, his body trembling constantly. For this guy, there were a lot of festivals back then, Xia Dongyang Naturally, we have to focus on taking care of him.

Then, he turned around and looked at Yang Jinlin. At this moment, Yang Jinlin managed to come back to his senses, and quickly shouted: "Wait, I just caused Wang Yue to stumble and fall from the building. There is no big quarrel between me and you Mr. Xia." , In this way, I am willing to use 1000 million to compensate Wang Yue for his personal injury and mental loss, please don't kill me."

"1000?"

Xia Dongyang smiled coldly, and said: "You told Wang Yue's previous things in public, which caused Wang Yue to become depressed because of the stimulation. You think that money can make up for the damage you have done to Wang Yue and Wang Yue's parents." Is that right, so I won’t kill you either, I’ll pay you back three times for whatever wound Wang Yue suffered on your body.”

As he spoke, he raised the electric baton in his hand, causing Yang Jinlin's complexion to change drastically in fright. Before he could even beg for mercy, he subconsciously raised his hand to protect his head.

Just when the electric baton in Xia Dongyang's hand was about to poke Yang Jinlin, a figure rushed down the second floor quickly, picked up an electric baton, and stabbed Xia Dongyang's back with a standard sword strike.

Xia Dongyang sensed it immediately, and quickly fought back, knocked the electric baton in his hand, and knocked the opponent's electric baton away with a 'snap' sound.

The man swung the electric baton in his hand, and then poked at Xia Dongyang's waist. Xia Dongyang turned his wrist, and the electric baton rolled in a circle like a knife, and knocked the man's electric baton away again. Piercing Xia Dongyang's chest, the speed is dizzying.

However, Xia Dongyang easily caught it, and the electric baton in his hand also stabbed straight out, "pop", the two electric batons collided, and because of the relationship between the strength of the two sides, they collapsed immediately, and the pieces fell off piece by piece. fall to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the two glanced at the electric baton in their hands almost at the same time, and then threw the electric baton on the ground. Xia Dongyang saw the person with big ears, who looked to be in his fifties, and was dressed in very ordinary plaid The short-sleeved shirt and black trousers are no different from the most common uncle on the street.

However, Xia Dongyang knows that this uncle is definitely a master. While Xia Dongyang was looking at him, your middle-aged uncle was also looking at him. However, Yang Jinlin, who was curled up on the ground behind him, shouted at the middle-aged uncle: "Uncle Ming! !"

It can be heard that his tone is very excited. This uncle Ming should be someone he is very familiar with. Sure enough, the uncle replied: "Don't be afraid, young master. The master asked me to come with me to protect you. Something happened on the way. So it’s late, young master, don’t blame me!”

Yang Jinlin shook his head again and again, and spoke quickly because of his excitement: "No, no, Uncle Ming, you came at the right time, it's really great!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Xia Dongyang knocked back with his right heel, hitting his abdomen, causing Yang Jinlin to howl again in pain.

This blow also gave Yang Jinlin a blow to the head, and made him recover from his excitement. Yes, Xia Dongyang is still here, and it is still a question of whether Uncle Ming can beat him.

This time, Uncle Ming was also provoked, his complexion changed suddenly, he strode forward, and slashed at Xia Dongyang's neck with a palm knife. Typical people don't say much harsh words.

Xia Dongyang didn't dodge either, he raised his hand to hold Uncle Ming's palm, took advantage of the situation, and grabbed Uncle Ming's wrist, but with a flick of his wrist, Uncle Ming broke free from his hand, and a flick of his shoulder was a blow." Tieshan leaned on', crashing into Xia Dongyang's chest.

Xia Dongyang turned around, dodged Uncle Ming's move, and hit Uncle Ming's neck with an elbow. Uncle Ming was nearly fifty, and his facial muscles even showed obvious signs of loosening, but his speed was the slightest. Not too slow, he bowed and took a step back, dodging Xia Dongyang's hit, then slammed into Xia Dongyang's side ribs with a heavy waist, still using the 'Iron Mountain Lean'.

Xia Dongyang has already seen that this Uncle Ming is proficient in the national art Bajiquan, especially the "Tie Shan Kao" in it, which has been practiced to the level of proficiency. After fighting with these few moves, it is not an exaggeration to call him a national art master.

With a thought, Xia Dongyang let Uncle Ming's "Iron Mountain Lean" lean on his shoulder, and then stepped back again and again. He looked at Uncle Ming with horror in his eyes, and stepped back without hesitation. Uncle Ming chased him a few times. However, considering Yang Jinlin's situation, he stopped.