This dramatic scene made the black suits stunned for a long time, and then saw the boss who could not change his face and keep his face calm and as long as he came forward, no one could escape, and he became honest!

He took out his bag and handed the man cigarette, lighted the lighter for him. After taking a few sips, Zhang Bing smiled and patted the manager's head: "I said you can do it, you're so bad that you're doing this, just like acting in a movie."

The manager was not angry when he was slapped and smiled: "I've had a small fight! I have no place to use my strength, so I found a legitimate profession, five insurances and one fund, and I can command people and train troops."

"Not bad!" Zhang Bing nodded, "It's better than nothing. He has suffered injuries after he was discharged from the army. He has done a good job."

The manager immediately stated: "If the instructor is attracted by it, if you come here to keep the market, I personally ask the boss to pay the maximum salary, just drink tea and drive around every day."

But Zhang Bing photographed him again: "What are you talking about? Can I grab your job? Where can you put my face? Can I find a better person in minutes?"

"Believe! Of course!" The manager smiled, "The instructor should not say so much. I didn't notice it just now. Now I'll have a drink to talk about the past two."

"Let's go." Zhang Bing nodded.

This group of black suits also went back. Yang Ming did not forget to promise and was preparing to give red envelopes, but this time the general manager of the club came forward: "Mr. Yang, no need! Protecting customers is our basic responsibility!"

"All people have to have basic red envelopes, right?" Yang Ming still insisted, not spending tens of thousands of dollars, but he just looked down on him.

In the end, the general manager reluctantly agreed and agreed, so the black suits that helped to do so received several hundred yuan red envelopes, and the unexpected reward was a bustling moment.

Then his eyes returned to Zhang Bing and the security manager. After the introduction, the manager's name was Song Dewen, and he was naturally a veteran. He used to be in the same kitchen squad as Zhang Bing, and everyone who came out there was talent.

Yang Ming had a look of this statement: You just think I was three-year-old!

But both of them happily insisted on this statement. Once comrades reminiscing about the past, Song Dewen also put down his bold words: "Since you have retired, then your boss and Mr. Yang will come here to give you a low price!"

"Old Song!" Yang Ming spoke.

"Don't worry, I can still do this!" Song Dewen was very domineering, "Even the general manager, I have to give me some face!"

"No, I mean I just call me Lao Yang, sir, it's too awkward." Yang Ming was talking about this.

"Ah haha, it was my mistake, Lao Yang!" said Song Dewen.

"If you have a advantage, don't take a bastard!" Zhang Bing was not polite either. He knew the other party's personality. If he didn't agree, he would feel embarrassed.

Song Dewen was also generous and arranged to sit down on the sofa on the hall, and the wine, meat and snacks came up. He even had a long time to drink it.

Yang Ming was not so enthusiastic. He drank a few drinks, then went to see the surveillance camera that had just been tuned out, and now he saw clearly how Zhang Bing played.

He grabbed two sticks with empty hands and waved them into the enemy group, one stick, and dodged them all. Although he was hit by a few strokes, the other party fell!

As for the outcome? The club called the police directly and took them all away. The superiors had already arranged it and detained public security for fifteen days. After coming out, they were not honest and continued to be kept in custody!

That's why I said that these days, the real society is power and money!

Yang Ming had deep insights and was committed to moving towards the field. Sooner or later, he would be so majestic... Zhang Bing, who had reminisced until the early morning, finally said goodbye.

Li Liu drove the two of them back. On the way, Yang Ming's mind was still the previous surveillance scene. One of them met more than twenty, and no one believed it when he told people.

It is unlikely that this can be done with bare hands. Zhang Bing used two sticks to do it, but this technique is already super amazing and still has youthful passion, so he is inevitably looking forward to it.

Yang Ming couldn't help but say, "I said, "If I haven't found a job yet, how about coming to be a coach for me? I also want to learn those skilled people."

Zhang Bing turned to look at him.

Yang Ming continued: "Tell me some real skills. I will give you a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan. I know that you can be a bodyguard for the rich. An annual salary of one million yuan is fine."

"If you want to learn, I can teach you at any time, and you will be able to get rid of money."

"If you don't talk about money, you look down on me!" Yang Ming insisted. With his skills, Mr. Ma's mysterious bodyguard probably wasn't enough for him to see.

After the two said this, Zhang Bing smiled: "Then I won't be in the dark anymore. I will be a bodyguard for you for a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan. I am still a bit of a blind eye these days, especially when the boss meets more."

"Good guy!" Yang Ming smiled and hooked his neck, "Catch the throat!"

"I'll lock you for an hour, and I lose my heart rate of 12." Zhang Bing also smiled.

However, this guy's neck is really as good as Tiezhu, and he can't do anything even if he is tired... Zhang Bing then said: "You really need to practice. You have muscles and strength, but you can't use it."

"I'm not the purpose?"

...

Since he accepted the position, Zhang Bing went to the company to report the next afternoon.

Yang Ming's secretary Fang Fei had already received a notice in advance and helped him to go to the Human Resources Department to complete the induction procedures. Zhang Bing became an employee of the company and the chief of the security officer, which sounded very noble.

Yang Ming also considered that when he went back during the holidays and asked you what job he had, he had to say something, right? Once the boss’s business card was handed over, he would have a monthly salary of 50,000 yuan. Who wouldn’t accept it?

Then Yang Ming began his "road to masters", a newly opened fitness-fighting club in a nearby shopping mall, and obtained the highest-end membership card and bought all kinds of equipment.

"Give me some of the most exquisite and fooling people. Don't come here, just need the most powerful ones!" Yang Ming emphasized.

Zhang Bing shook his head: "You can't touch the most powerful thing, you can't control it well and die in minutes."

"Then you should have a minor one, don't fight 10 or 20, just 10 or 10."

Zhang Bing smiled: "It's not that easy. Everything is practiced a little hard, but it's too high, and it will lead to injury. You are not going to join the army and fight, just enough."

"It's enough? That's so boring!" Yang Ming felt disappointed.

"Enough is enough, it's enough for you to beat those black belts and masters all over the ground in street conflicts." Zhang Bing said seriously, "Competition and reality are two different things!"

"What I want to teach you is the ability to defeat your opponent as fast as possible and protect yourself. In order to make yourself safe, you can use any vulgar tricks, kick the crotch and dig the eyes, and use it as quickly as possible."

"I know, Israel's krav  maga!" said Yang Ming.

Zhang Bing nodded: "Yes! It's just practical skills. Without competition or fancy, being able to survive is the first priority. No matter how ugly your posture is or how ugly your tricks are, you will survive!"

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Chapter completed!