The strongest security guard for a female president

Chapter 850 Gifts
As soon as he appeared, the atmosphere in the theater that had just calmed down suddenly increased again, and Lin Guobing looked at Wang Dihuan gloatingly, and another guy who was going to be unlucky came, Lin Guobing suddenly felt that his mood changed for the better Not a lot.

"Wang Bingxue, I didn't mean you. Today is the opening of your theater. Why didn't you notify my cousin? Are you looking down on my brother?"

Hearing Wang Dihuan's complaint, the smile on Wang Bingxue's face disappeared instantly, and she subconsciously shrank behind Bai Zifan.

Wang Dihuan bullied Wang Bingxue since he was a child. When Wang Bingxue Theater was being renovated, he also wanted to take advantage of it. The relationship between the two parties became worse and worse. Wang Bingxue would not think that Wang Dihuan would really come to congratulate him on his grand opening .

Sure enough, after Wang Dihuan made a haha, he waved for several people to come over with a plaque.

Pulling away the red silk on it vigorously, Bai Zifan pointed to the plaque and said, "Do you know how to read? Times have changed, Wang Bingxue, you have been naughty since you were a child, and you didn't study hard. Do you know what time has changed?"

"That is to say, times have changed. You still guard the brand of the Li family, and you still use an old dog named Li Wenchao. Why, do you still want to reproduce the glory of the Li family? Let me tell you, now, in this The city is decided by our Wang family, and the Li family is considered a fart, no, not even a fart."

Hearing Wang Dihuan's words, even though she was quite afraid of Wang Dihuan in her heart, Wang Bingxue couldn't bear Wang Dihuan insulting her mother's family in front of her.

"Wang Dihuan, what do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? Didn't I make it very clear just now? Time has passed, your mother is dead, and you are still guarding the property of the Li family. Don't forget, your surname is Wang! In this week's city, how many people are there?" People are vying to be a member of the Wang family, but you are so shameless."

"Wang Dihuan, you better speak with respect." Bai Zifan said coldly.

Hearing Bai Zifan's words, Wang Dihuan said triumphantly: "Why, if you are not convinced, I can talk whatever I want, and it is not your turn to control me? Why, if you are not convinced, then you can beat me."

"What did you say!" Bai Zifan said angrily.

Before, whether it was all kinds of hints or coercion, Bai Zifan and Wang Bingxue made their demands hard. I didn't get any benefits from such a large renovation project. Why don't I give them one on the opening day today? A big lesson, I am afraid that no one will recognize his identity as the young master in the future.

Now that he had finally retaliated against them severely, Wang Dihuan felt that a lot of anger had been released from his heart, and now he had a lot of insight into his thoughts by citing an ancient Chinese prose.

"I said, hit me if you are not convinced, and hit me if you are capable."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Dihuan found that the grief and indignation on Bai Zifan's face disappeared in an instant, and what appeared instead was a proud expression as if he had stolen a chicken.

Just when Wang Dihuan realized something was wrong, Bai Zifan's fist had already appeared in front of him, and it was getting bigger and bigger. Before he could react, Wang Dihuan felt a pain in his nose and staggered back two steps.

Seeing that the young master had been beaten, the dozen or so guards who followed immediately wanted to come over, but just as they took a step forward, they saw that Bai Zifan had already approached Wang Dihuan, within a distance of less than one meter, Bai Zifan would definitely be able to catch up with Wang Dihuan. They killed their young master just before they arrived.

"What are you doing? Your young master said that if I am not convinced, I will beat him. If I have the ability, I will beat him. I did exactly what he said. I am so obedient. Are you still not satisfied?"

"Fuck, Bai Zifan, are you playing tricks on me on purpose? If you listen to me like this, then I'll let you beat yourself right now!" Wang Dihuan gritted his teeth and said.

Nodding his head, Bai Zifan clenched his fist again and punched Wang Dihuan in the face again.

Seeing the guards who were ready to move, Bai Zifan said helplessly, "I couldn't listen to Wang Dihuan just now, but I still can't if I don't listen to him now. What exactly do you want from me?"

Bai Zifan's fist looked light and weak, but only Wang Dihuan, who was beaten, knew how terrible the fist was. When he punched, not only his nose hurt, but the force was transmitted to his bones.

Now Wang Dihuan seems to have facial paralysis, his head is paralyzed, and even his tongue seems to be dead, unable to move or speak a word.

The surrounding guards found that their grumpy young master stopped talking and did not dare to move. Wang Dihuan's two fists were for nothing.

Wang Dihuan had also been beaten by Bai Zifan before, but every time he was caught by Bai Zifan, which made him unreasonable, and he had no choice but to take revenge afterwards. He thought that he had nothing to do now and came to revenge, but in the end Still sending people away from thousands of miles away.

Running back to the center of his guards, Wang Dihuan hurriedly said: "%￥#@&#"

Hearing Wang Dihuan's words, the guards were stunned. Although Wang Dihuan's tongue could move, it was not flexible at all. The degree of slurred words was worse than that of drinking too much. The guards couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

"What, I didn't expect that your young master is quite knowledgeable, and he speaks Tocharian. I thought I was the only one in this world who could speak it. I didn't expect there to be others. Don't worry, I'll give it to you. Translator, your young master said, hit him."

"You, what did you say?"

"Don't you understand what I said? Your young master said, hit him! What, you still dare not listen to the young master? Do you want to rebel?"

When he found out that this group of mindless guards were still looking at him stupidly, as if he really wanted to believe it, Wang Dihuan was so angry that he was about to jump up and down and curse the street.

After muttering a few words in "Tucharian" that no one could understand, Bai Zifan translated again: "Your young master can't wait, hurry up, if you don't beat him, they will beat you!"

Noticing that the guards looked at him strangely, Wang Dihuan hurriedly shook his head to tell them not to be misled by Bai Zifan, but as soon as his neck twisted, a heart-rending pain came from the cervical spine.

Wang Dihuan, who had never experienced hardship since he was a child, couldn't bear it at all. He shrank his neck and shook his head directly into a nod.

Seeing that the young master really nodded, all the guards were stunned. They couldn't think of what they said, but their young master really meant that?Could it be that the number of times he was beaten by Bai Zifan made Wang Dihuan find it very enjoyable to be beaten, so he was labeled as a masochist?

Just when they were hesitating, Bai Zifan, who never asked for anything, rushed to Wang Dihuan in a flash, and landed his third fist heavily on Wang Dihuan's face.

(End of this chapter)