Female President's Protector

Everyone in the private room was stunned!

"Oh, there are so many people." Seeing that the private room was full of people, a big man with a shaved head led a dozen people into the private room, making the private room suddenly crowded.

"Who are you?" Wang Zhishang suddenly stood up, pointed at these gangsters and shouted angrily.

"Hehe, I like this violent temper." The gangster was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that there are so many beauties in this private room, his eyes sparkled, burning hot.

Wang Zhishang was furious. If he hadn't fully recovered, he would have taught these gangsters a lesson immediately. Although the Wang family was only a second-rate family, when would they be provoked like this.

"Brother..." Wang Rou also stood up, pulling Wang Zhishang's clothes, full of worry.

The five members of the law department and the three of Li Jiaxin also stood up suspiciously, but their faces were sullen, and they all stared at the person coming.

"Hehe." Seeing this, the gangster leader pursed his lips and said, "Is it because of the large number of people? I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. There are dozens of people waiting outside the labor and management. As long as I..."

'Snapped'

Before the bastard leader finished his words, a crisp applause came suddenly, and the burning pain made him dazed.

"Who, who moved the hand?" After being stunned for a moment, the gangster scolded loudly.

He only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and then he was slapped, and he didn't even see who slapped it.

Luo Qingcheng looked at the complacent Zhang Yi in a complicated manner, and sighed softly in his heart.

Although I haven't seen it myself, this guy is the only one who can hit people without saying a word. His way of doing things is simple and rude. He didn't expect there to be other solutions at all, talking with his fists.

Of course, including Wang Zhishang, they also knew that it was Zhang Yidong's hand, because he was the only one with this skill, as fast as lightning.

Seeing that Zhang Yi was also attacking, Wang Zhishang also ignored his physical condition, puffed up his chest, and said nonchalantly, "I beat you."

"You?" The gangster squinted his eyes, and he didn't quite believe what Wang Zhishang said. After all, he was so sick, how could he have such agility.

Zhang Yi shrugged, gave Wang Zhishang a blank look, and said angrily, "Do you think you are great?"

"I……"

"Back to the back." Zhang Yi curled his lips disdainfully: "I don't want you to be unconscious again."

"Oh." Zhang Yi spoke, but he could only be obedient.

Immediately, Zhang Yi sat down bravely, raised his legs, and said with a sad smile, "I don't know how to call it?"

"Hmph, people on the road call me Boss Han." Seeing that Zhang Yi didn't change his face and those people were obedient, Han Bo also knew that this person was the backbone, so he smiled grimly: "It seems that you beat me. "

Zhang Yi scratched his head and sighed: "These days, all cats and dogs call themselves the boss, isn't it Boss Han?"

"you……"

Han Bo stared at Zhang Yi with a pale face.

Not to be outdone, Zhang Yi met his eyes.

Before two cats fight, they will inevitably confront each other, and the weaker one will definitely flee. A person's mental strength determines his social status and destiny.

Who is Zhang Yi?

His terrifying identities are as numerous as the vastness of the stars, the overlord of the European underground world, the god of death, the spiritual leader of the demon god, the helm of the Lingtian Group, which has made many business families fearful, and even the leaders of many small countries dare not stand up to him. What is Han Bo a mere gangster?

No, after only a few seconds of confrontation with Zhang Yi, he lost the battle. He was surprised in his heart, and an inexplicable panic surged up, but thinking that he had so many brothers present, he also puffed up his chest: "You are very attractive."

Zhang Yi said with a sneer, "It's okay."

"Tell me, who sent you here, I can consider letting you live." Before Han Bo could speak, a bright light flashed in Zhang Yi's eyes, and he said coldly.

"Damn it." Seeing that Zhang Yi was being dragged to death, a younger brother behind was furious, took a step forward, pointed at Zhang Yi and shouted: "You bumpkin, you want to die."

After speaking, he took out a small knife that he carried with him, and quickly swiped in Zhang Yi's direction.

Seeing this, the expressions of the people in the law department changed dramatically.

On the contrary, Luo Qingcheng and Wang Zhishang did not change their faces.

Wang Zhishang and the others heard that Zhang Yi had an innate realm, and an ordinary person was nothing, but Luo Qingcheng actually sat down, as if to prevent Zhang Yi from pushing him away again.

'bang'

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yi didn't seem to have moved at all, but the gangster flew upside down, and the knife was in Zhang Yi's hands at some point.

When Han Bo and the others heard the sound of the gangster falling to the ground, their faces changed suddenly: "Go."

Little did they know that Zhang Yi was pulling a stool and sitting beside Luo Qingcheng, completely ignoring these people rushing over.

"Yang Tao, what are you doing standing there without helping?"

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, everyone immediately despised him.

He himself was fine, he sat there indifferently, but asked Yang Tao to do it loudly, who the hell is this?

But Yang Tao didn't say anything, turned into an afterimage, and met the dozen or so people.

The murderous intent in Zhang Yi's heart was awe-inspiring. The reason why he didn't do it was because he found that there were other ancient warriors near him, and their cultivation level was not low, and they had the second level of the day after tomorrow. These gangsters should be handed over to Yang Tao, and he would take precautions against them. The sneak attack of that ancient warrior.

The people from the law department were not idle either, rushing towards these punks one by one.

The field has reached a fever pitch, how can these gangsters are ordinary people, and Yang Tao is a high-level warrior, and with the help of a few people from the law department, a dozen gangsters are really not enough to watch.

After a while, about 10 minutes, a dozen gangsters, including Han Bo, were already lying on the ground.

Zhang Yi paid attention to the surroundings, did not leave Luo Qingcheng's side, and asked with a serious face: "Say it, you will feel better, otherwise, hum!"

Han Bo is really about to cry, who are these people, why are they so powerful, are they making martial arts movies now?

The backbone didn't make a move, a young man is so powerful, so what about this Zhang Yi?

Involuntarily, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body shivered.

"Why, don't you want to say it?" Zhang Yi frowned and said, with a faint killing intent.

"Since you don't want to talk, Yang Tao, you cut off his tongue so that he can never speak." Zhang Yi thought for a moment, stood up and came to him, and said without emotion.

Hearing Zhang Yi's words, Han Bo's body trembled.

When Yang Tao heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, and then a savage smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He picked up a knife from the ground, and walked towards Han Bo slowly.

"Ah... I said, yes, it's Young Master Su!"

Hearing Han Bo's words, everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then filled with anger, it was him again.

At this moment, Zhang Yi burst out with murderous intent instantly, and looked at Luo Qingcheng and shouted: "Presumptuous!"