The gate was already closed, and Ye Yutang's men immediately removed their equipment—guns, daggers, etc.—and placed them on the ground, preparing for hand-to-hand combat.

The group of people hired by Tang Zeqi also quickly removed their weapons.

It seems that both sides are very eager to try!

The powerful attract each other!

I always felt that if these two sides were to fight, it would be secondary to each side serving their own master; the main reason would be their own deep-seated desire to compete!

Tang Zeqi slowly stepped back to the side, where his assistant helped him up: "Young Master? Are you alright?"

"Yeah, it's nothing."

Are you really okay?

It just doesn't seem right!

This person is clearly a living, breathing human being, yet he gives off the feeling of being as cold as a dead person.

The assistant didn't dare say anything more and helped Tang Zeqi stand to the side in a safe area to watch.

Over here, Ye Wanying was also surrounded by her father and husband on either side: Well, perhaps she didn't need such national treasure-level protection? Weren't these two men being a bit too over the top?

However, it was clear that neither of the two men cared about Yingying's thoughts.

It's only natural for a father to protect his daughter.

It is only natural for a husband to protect his wife!

The group of people hired by Tang Zeqi were all professional boxers, and their abilities were naturally not weak. There were twelve of them in total.

The guard platoon sent out exactly five people, no more and no less.

Five against twelve, almost always one against two or one against three.

If this were an ordinary person, it would probably be over by now!

"You can go first!" the guard platoon announced first.

"No need, we already have the advantage in numbers, you go first!"

The two sides pushed each other, showing no signs of an impending fight.

Chief of Staff Ye's eyes were filled with utter contempt, and his lips twitched as he beckoned to a guard: "What brings you here?"

Forehead?

Wasn't it a fight?

Ah, of course!

But what do you call this whole mess you've made?

With Chief of Staff Ye speaking up, the two sides that had been pushing each other stopped pushing.

"Brother, give it your all!"

"become!"

.........

The outcome was already obvious. If he didn't have a strong desire to win, Chief of Staff Ye wouldn't be the type to make such boastful claims.

Five people against twelve!

Therefore, although the guard platoon only sent five members, their strength was definitely beyond what ordinary people could achieve. Even the professional boxers that Tang Zeqi invited from the underground boxing gym were no match for them.

Fortunately, this battle didn't require a life-or-death struggle, and everyone stopped short of each other.

Tang Zeqi was trembling as he looked at the situation before him. His assistant, who was supporting him, asked anxiously, "Young Master, they're going to lose, what should we do?"

What else can we do?

Tang Zeqi was also surprised that he was defeated so quickly and so easily.

The numbers on both sides are clearly unequal!

Is it really that even God doesn't want me to see Pei Pei?

No!

No one can stop it, not even so-called God!

His expression grew increasingly stern and somber, and his aura grew ever colder. He broke free from his assistant's support and said, "Let one of them get down."

Forehead?

"Young Master, you mustn't!"

Tang Zeqi was determined to see Pei Pei.

"Can't understand?"

The assistant had no choice but to let one of the people who was struggling to stand down, and sure enough, the next moment, their young master joined in.