Seeing so many southerners rushing over, Wang Sangui shook his golf club and shouted:

"Mr. Tang, Mr. Han, you go quickly, I'll stop them. ”

Not to mention that he wants to be rich and dangerous, even Jin Zhihao's face also makes him protect the two women with an iron heart.

"Mr. Wang!"

Han Ziqi was slightly stunned when he saw this.

She didn't have a good impression of Wang Sangui, and the two sides even had conflicts, but now she was a little moved when she saw him in front of her.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"

Wang Sangui roared: "Go find Mr. Ye!"

Although Wang Sangui has no skills, successful people have always paid attention to physical exercise, so he is still half a point better than ordinary people.

"Die!"

Therefore, when a young man from the south rushed to the front, Wang Sangui immediately slapped the opponent's knee with a stroke.

The young man of the southern country fell to the ground with a thud.

Wang Sangui took the opportunity to take a step forward and hit his opponent's chin with a fluent swing, knocking the fierce young man away.

Then he swung back and struck one of the assailants in the neck.

The other party instantly languished and fell.

It's just that before Wang Sangui could be happy, a fist slammed into his shoulder, and at the same time, two feet kicked him hard in the abdomen.

Wang Sangui immediately staggered backwards, swinging his club like crazy to deter his opponent.

It's very painful to hit someone with a hard club.

Jin Zhihao helped Tang Yanxi to stand up and shouted, "You stupid forks, won't you take things too?"

A word woke up the dreamer, more than a dozen southerners took cues, picked up stools, and carried sun umbrellas.

Then they shouted and surrounded them.

"Let's go!"

Wang Sangui shouted to Han Ziqi and Tang Ruoxue again: "Let's go." ”

"Let's go!"

Tang Ruoxue decisively pulled Han Ziqi to retreat to the hotel lobby.

On the way, she tried to pull out her phone and call it, only to find that it had fallen out in the confusion.

Fortunately, Han Ziqi's mobile phone was still in hand, and she hurriedly called Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, something happened......

When they retreated nearly 100 meters behind, Wang Sangui was kicked to the ground.

The golf clubs have long since been taken off.

Wang Sangui waved his hands to constantly guard against the vital points of his body, so as not to let hard objects hurt his eyes or heart.

Faced with a frantic siege of a dozen southerners, he knew that he had no chance and was unlikely to fight back.

What you have to do now is to protect yourself.

"Beat him, beat him!"

The chaos and group fighting at the scene made Jin Zhihao lose his mind.

He didn't know what human dignity had been trampled on, and he didn't think about the consequences.

He only knew that he, Jin Zhihao, had suffered a lot of humiliation today, was slapped three times by two women, and was hit with a club by the Wang family's waste.

He only knew that if he pierced the sky in Hong Kong City, he would not be fine.

At this moment, Wang Sangui has been knocked to the ground, and he doesn't know how many kicks and fists he has been kicked.

It took him ten minutes before he felt his fists stop.

It's just that his nose and face are swollen, his whole body is covered in blood, and two bones are broken.

Unprecedented embarrassment and wretchedness.

The chaos was stagnant after Jin Zhihao and them vented, and there were more than a dozen people on the scene.

During this time, the golf course staff rushed to stop it, but to no avail.

The beautiful and sexy stadium manager accompanied the smiling face, and was slapped twice by Jin Zhihao, and finally covered his face and hid in the corner to cry.

Most of the security guards who persuaded the fight were also beaten.

"Damn, can you still move?"

Jin Zhihao picked up a chair and slammed it on the back of Wang Sangui, who wanted to get up.

With a click, the chair fell apart, and Wang Sangui also snorted, fell back to the ground, and couldn't get up at all.

Several southerners stepped forward with a cruel smile and stepped on Wang Sangui's limbs.

"Wang Sangui ......"

"You're not cowardly, you dare to let go of the two women I like, and you dare to do something with me, how do you feel like being beaten like a dead dog by me now?"

"What's the matter?

"I'm not convinced, I know that you are the nephew of the five families, if you transfer some masters of the Wang family, Lao Tzu will definitely be beaten by you. ”

"Or find Wang Qiaochu to negotiate, you will definitely be able to make me miserable. ”

Jin Zhihao smiled and said:

"The question is, can you?"

"You are a dog in the Wang family, what kind of core nephew do you put on, and you want Lao Tzu to give face, grass. ”

He kicked Wang Sangui again:

"Come, if you don't accept it, go and call someone now, we are waiting for you here. ”

Jin Zhihao smiled evilly: "If you don't dare, kneel here for Lao Tzu." ”

"When you send me back the two women, you will get up whenever you want. ”

He stepped on Wang Sangui's face his toes: "Hear my words clearly, there is no ......"

"Jin Zhihao, I admit it, if you bully me, there will be no consequences. ”

Wang Sangui squeezed out a sentence with difficulty: "But you moved Han Ziqi, you wait to die." ”

"Waiting for death? Isn't it just a wealthy daughter, Lao Tzu will get it, how can it be dropped?"

Jin Zhihao smiled gloomily: "Could it be that the Han family will wrestle with our Jin chaebol for her?"

"You see, Lao Tzu will take those two women in two days at most. ”

He let out a breath of hot air: "I will also ask the Han family to wash them and send them up." ”

Wang Sangui laughed angrily: "What a big breath, do you really think that no one dares to touch you?"

More than a dozen men and women in the south showed disdain when they heard this, they really didn't believe that anyone could move Jin Zhihao.

Jin Zhihao also spread his hands and smiled indifferently: "Who can touch me?"

"Me!"

At this moment, a deep voice sounded, and then the four people who stepped on Wang Sangui shook their bodies.

They were hit in the head by a golf ball and fell to the ground, bleeding and wailing.

Ye Fan, Tang Ruoxue and Han Ziqi soon appeared in front of Jin Zhihao and others.

Seeing Ye Fan appear, Wang Sangui's eyes were excited, and he felt that all the pain was worth it.

Ye Fan?

Tang Yanxi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled contemptuously:

"Ye Fan, this is not a place where you can put a fork, don't know whether to live or die. ”

"Jin Shao, his name is Ye Fan, from the mainland, a poor relative of an aunt of mine, he has two sons, but he has no background. ”

She quickly challenged Jin Zhihao to reveal Ye Fan's humble identity.

Several southern women looked at each other in an instant.

Ye Fan didn't even look at Tang Yanxi, and approached Jin Zhihao with an indifferent expression.

"Boy, hurt my brother, don't you want to die?"

"And you two sluts, you dare to come over, haven't you been beaten enough?"

A young man from the south of the country sneered at Tang Ruoxue and Han Ziqi with a club.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and the club in his hand disappeared.

Then his head blossomed and fell to the ground, instantly unconscious, Ye Fan grabbed the cue, pulled the person down, and snapped his fingers.

Jin Zhihao and a dozen of his companions were all dumbfounded.

More than a dozen southern bodyguards also tensed their nerves.

Ye Fan shook the cue and continued to press Jin Zhihao:

"Move my woman, it's very kind......"

Sharp eyes.

Now, without Jin Zhihao's orders, more than a dozen southerners roared, and rushed towards Ye Fan with their teeth and claws.

Ye Fan did not retreat, but advanced, and a white light quickly swept up.

A club is waved in the crowd.

"Plop, plop!"

In a series of crisp sounds, more than a dozen southerners screamed and fell to the ground, either with broken hands or broken feet.

Blood flowed from the ground.

Tang Yanxi couldn't believe it, he didn't expect Ye Fan to be so fierce, and at the same time he was even more angry, why did Ye Fan call Banjin Shao?

Jin Zhihao smelled the danger and shouted at the bodyguard: "Up!"

More than a dozen southern bodyguards immediately rushed towards Ye Fan.

"Bang bang bang-"

Ye Fan's momentum continued to waver and move forward, not afraid of the big-shouldered and round-waisted southern bodyguards.

Two minutes later, more than a dozen bodyguards were knocked to the ground by Ye Fan, and the three of them instinctively wanted to touch the firearms, but they were even broken by Ye Fan.

The middle-aged man in black, who was able to compete with Nangong Yan, moved closer to Ye Fan with his footsteps, and then a series of Wing Chun fists were unleashed.

Fierce and windy.

It's just that without waiting for Jin Zhihao and them to be happy, Ye Fan kicked him more than ten meters away.

The middle-aged man in black spurted blood like a dead dog and fainted.

Unbeatable.

Looking at Ye Fan's face approaching step by step, as well as the tyrannical aura on that face, Jin Zhihao was completely stunned.

He moved back in panic and said, "Boy, if you hurt our people, I will make you doomed." ”

Tang Yanxi was also very inward-looking:

"Ye Fan, he is the eldest young man of the Jin clan in the southern country, you can't afford to provoke him. ”