The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 24 - Who is that girl
24: Chapter 24 Who is that girl
24 -24 Who is that girl
“Understood.
Who is that girl?” Ye Tian glanced at the person dressed in the white t-shirt with a student look and asked, the girl clearly being the center of attention.
“Every day there’s different people in the place, this girl…
I don’t remember.”
Ye Tian nodded and walked over.
He wanted peace, sure, but when he’s surrounded by rabid dogs, how can he ever relax?
If someone comes every day to collect protection money, wouldn’t he be busy playing security every day?
That’s impossible.
When there’s a dog by your side, smash its teeth, and see how it can still bark!
The girl didn’t seem to have been hurt much, her companions included several other people, both male and female, all appearing to be students.
At this moment, those two handsome bespectacled boys are actually retreating further back than the girls, it looked like they wanted to disappear into the crowd and disassociate themselves from these few girls.
The situation had already become stiff, with more and more onlookers, the blood running in their veins was all energetic and hot-blooded, all of them troublemakers, itching for a fight.
“Manager Ye, do you want to step in?” Wang Qiang leaned in to ask.
Ye Tian turned around, behind him a dozen men with bare arms had already gathered, “Wait a little longer.”
“Let’s go, little girl!” At this moment, a man wearing a tank top and covered in tattoos approached, obviously a rich playboy who didn’t study well, and from the ribs poking out beneath the tank top, he was certainly someone who’d dabbled in drugs.
“Smack!” A crisp sound, “Ptui!
Who wants to go with you!”
This slap really stirred up the anger in the bar,
“Good on you, sister, that’s the way!”
“Well slapped, women can hold up half the sky!”
“Who says half!
At least one and a half!” That’s someone who’s had too much to drink.
The people around found it thrilling, but the guy who got slapped didn’t feel the same, being slapped in the face in front of everyone, it’s something no man could tolerate.
“Stupid bitch, dare to hit me!”
“Ahh!” A woman’s scream, the girl’s hair was grabbed, her face showing great pain.
“Xue!” Probably a companion, the girl Ye Tian saw in the white t-shirt rushed over.
“Little girl, that’s it!
…
Who!
Who’s grabbing my hand!
Ah!
It hurts… hurts!”
It was Ye Tian.
“Bro, it’s just two girls, let it go.” Ye Tian let go of the kid’s hand, at the same time offering him a cigarette.
“Fuck your mother!”
“Slap!” A clean, crisp slap landed on Ye Tian’s face.
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“Bang!” A sound, the noise of a wine bottle shattering, red liquid trickling down Ye Tian’s cheek.
It was red wine, no, it could also be blood.
I’ll endure it again!
At this moment, a peculiar scene appeared.
Ye Tian standing alone at the front, his face streaming with liquid whether it was wine or blood was unknown, a frightening sight indeed.
Behind him, however, stood a group of bare-armed security comrades, not moving an inch, not showing the slightest intention of getting involved.
A very bizarre scene.
“Kid, are you going to fight back or not?
Huh?” The rich young man who smashed the wine bottle pointed the remaining half of the bottle at Ye Tian and asked.
“Enough’s enough, just drop it, he’s just a bastard, born without a father to raise him, no need to lose your temper over this,” a young man in a suit stepped forward to mediate, but his attempt at peacemaking was clearly ineffective.
Those wine-soaked cheeks housed two even bloodier eyes.
Money makes you a lord, no money makes you a beggar.
Crude words, but not a crude understanding.
The rich kid who threw the bottle was named Huang Xing, but the actual sugar daddy was the one in the white suit trying to smooth things over – Zhang Zhen.
Birds of a feather flock together, as the saying goes.
Zhang Zhen looked down on these so-called friends; he found them too crude, too much like the nouveau riche, even though he was one himself.
However, he believed himself to be a high-quality, idealistic nouveau riche.
He was thankful that his mother had remarried a coal tycoon from Shanxi in her later years.
Even though he wasn’t the biological child, his stepfather was generous, filling his wallet with various bank cards and giving him a considerable share of the business.
Sometimes Zhang Zhen would wake up from dreams grinning, wondering what good deeds he had done in a previous life to encounter such a good fortune in this one.
The real estate business in Huaizhou City wasn’t spectacular, but it still was a business with hundreds of millions in fluid capital.
Zhang Zhen wasn’t foolish; since moving here early last year, he had quickly made friends at the dinner table, all heirs in the real estate game with not much upstairs, but at least he wasn’t excluded from the circle.
Zhang Zhen had a taste less vulgar, which was why he was interested in this college girl – she was pretty and unpretentious, with a charm that threw the blatantly caked-up club girls out by eighty streets.
It’s just unfortunate that the atmosphere was ruined by the people around him.
Zhang Zhen had his own ideas about being a man.
Bottom line, it’s about the two balls in your pants.
But he didn’t want to be a horny beast driven by hormones; he wanted to be the man in bed who turns pure women into sluts.
“Bro, don’t feel too wronged.
We’re just here to have fun.
This girl, I like her.
If you really want to intervene, you can’t handle it, not now.
And even if you could, I’d make sure you’d be carried out of here within ten minutes.” Zhang Zhen glanced at the group of fierce-looking security guards behind Ye Tian and snapped his fingers.
Instantly, a dozen people stood behind him.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the bar changed.
The standoff between the two groups spread instantly, the drinking patrons who were timid hurriedly left the bar, and the bolder ones stood outside or went to the second floor and leaned against the railing to keep watching.
This might be considered the climax of tonight, an implacable standoff atmosphere, save for the continuing flickering of lights, the place fell extremely quiet.
Zhang Zhen looked around, very pleased with the current atmosphere.
In fact, this was exactly the scene he was looking for, a heroic image that would conquer the college girl.
Zhang Zhen knew all too well that these high-and-mighty girls couldn’t just be won over with money.
Everyone’s eyes in the venue were drawn to the two opposing groups.
Clearly, between Zhang Zhen and Ye Tian at the forefront, Zhang Zhen was the one brimming with prideful exuberance.
Wiping away the sticky red liquid that obscured his vision, Ye Tian looked at the man in the white suit before him and smiled.
It was a ghastly smile, the white teeth under the crimson curtain resembling those of a devil.
“Smile your motherfucking…” Before he could finish, the wine bottle that Huang Xing had just raised, burst over his own head.
Everyone was caught off-guard, even Zhang Zhen, who was close by, hadn’t reacted.
Why on earth would Huang Xing smash the bottle on his own head?
