My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 158

Yang Xinyi and ye Yangyang reacted and were startled at that time.

"Brother, be careful!"

"Ah Xiong, pay attention to the back."

The two women were so frightened that they turned pale.

On the other hand, Downing looked calm.

"Don't be so nervous and calm down." Downing held his chest in his hands and sat next to the sofa, looking like watching a movie.

"They all have knives!" Ye Yangyang was scared to cry.

I've just seen my brother. What can she do if he has something wrong?

"We call the police." Yang Xinyi even took out her mobile phone.

Downing grabbed her hand and said, "don't worry. To deal with these garbage, my cousin just needs one finger."

They don't know that downing knows Ye Xiong's strength very well.

At the beginning, I was kidnapped by the monster, and dozens of police had to carry guns before they dared to deal with the monster. My brother-in-law can kill even such monsters, not to mention these masked and invisible guys.

Yang Xinyi has also heard that ye Xiong makes a big fuss about Fuhua Hotel alone. He can beat so many of he Haodong's men. He must not be a simple person. He is relieved to think so.

At the scene, ye Yangyang was most worried.

Whoosh!

The first knife light came down with a sharp knife wind.

Ye Xiong dodged sideways and locked each other's arms like lightning.

The masked man's arm was directly removed when he heard the sound of the card wiping. He grabbed his hand and blocked his body from the second knife to cut himself.

Hiss.

The second masked man's knife fell on his brother.

While he was distracted, ye Xiongfei kicked him in the stomach, kicked him three or four meters away, knocked over several tables in a row, and couldn't get up for a long time.

In less than five seconds, the two masked men of the evil god evil Temple lost their fighting ability.

"The idea is hard, be careful."

Zhang Meng held the knife tightly and reminded the remaining two brothers.

Ye Xiong picked up a chair next to him and strode over.

The remaining two masked men had a very tacit understanding and cut them down together.

These two people obviously often cooperate together and cooperate very well. If ordinary experts are really not so easy to win them.

Unfortunately, they met Ye Xiong, a guy code named death.

After hiding twice, the chair in Ye Xiong's hand hit them. The whole chair fell apart, and then he walked towards the last mask.

The last masked man is naturally Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng regretted his death. He never thought that his opponent was so strong this time. His four brothers cut the South and the north. I don't know how many people they had killed. No matter how strong their skills and ferocity are, they are not comparable to ordinary gangsters. Who knows that they are vulnerable in front of him.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhang Meng asked in shock.

"Even if you don't know who I am, you dare to bring someone to cut me. I think you're a little confused. Let me open your mind!"

When ye Xiong finished, he strode up without fortification.

If you dare to attack a master with a knife like this, you are either a fool or confident.

Obviously, ye Xiong is the latter.

Zhang fiercely clenched his teeth and slashed the machete in his hand.

His men were beaten like this. If he turned and left, he wouldn't want to mix in the road.

Moreover, he also has confidence in his skill. Over the years, there are 30 or 50 experts who have died under his own knife. He doesn't believe that he has been immersed in knife skills for many years. Even an unarmed and defenseless person can't win.

However, reality slapped him in the face.

His knife just cut less than five times, the other party's hand locked his wrist, grabbed the knife and put it on his neck.

Zhang Meng is a trainer. When he knows how fast to chase and cut, he is robbed by the other party. How big is the strength gap.

"Say, who sent you to kill me?" Ye Xiong asked coldly.

"People in our business know this sooner or later. If I betray my employer, how can I stay on the road in the future." Although Zhang Meng was afraid, he still refused to answer.

"Do you think faith is important or life is important?" Ye Xiong smiled.

"Nature is faith..."

As soon as he finished speaking, ye Xiong suddenly shot his right arm and stuck his neck.

"If you think clearly, turn your eyes." Ye Xiong worked hard on his hands.

Zhang Meng began to suffocate and his face turned red.

The pain and death caused by the loss of air and the squeeze of his neck made him feel the taste of going to death step by step.

The man in front of him always broke his face, and his men didn't stop. All his performances showed that if Zhang Meng didn't tell the truth, he would really go to see the Lord of hell.