Genius commoner

Chapter 213

"Who smashed it?"

The man in black was bleeding from the head, and his head was still dizzy for a while. He clutched his wound and screamed angrily. Walking slowly: "Miss Bai, the hard work just now was very enjoyable to win, and I will play No. [-] in the world again."

Bai Ningxin looked at the man in black with his head blooming, and then at the calm and calm Ye Zixuan, holding the microphone, he didn't know how to react, he was grateful and panicked, at this moment, the injured man in black saw Ye Zixuan being so arrogant, The anger on his face instantly piled up to the peak, and then he shouted at the two partners: "Go up, beat this little bastard."

He didn't need to ask any more, he also knew that it was Ye Zixuan who smashed the cup.

Just when the two men dressed in black were about to rush over to deal with Ye Zixuan, Tang Xueyi, who was standing in the shadow like a statue, appeared and kicked his feet expressionlessly. He stood up but had severe pain in his thigh, trembled a few times and then knelt down, and then several Ye Gong disciples stepped forward and poked their guns on their heads.

The injured man saw Ye Zixuan's bodyguards and guns on his body, and his expression turned ugly instantly. He subconsciously wanted to run away, but was grabbed by Mo Qixiong who stood up, and then punched the injured man in the stomach. Suddenly, the pain in his abdomen was overwhelming, his cheeks were as pale as paper, and he wanted to howl but couldn't make a sound.

Mo Qixiong lifted him up, slapped the other person's face with his right hand, and snorted coldly, "Trespassing in our wing room, not only to take away people, but also to tell us not to meddle in our own business? Boy, you Don't you know, are we happy to hear it? Disturbing our interest, being rude to Brother Xuan, tell me, who will you deal with if you don't deal with it?"

"Brothers, stop beating him and let them go."

Bai Zixin tugged at Ye Zixuan's sleeve: "They are members of the gang, so they must not be provoked."

Ye Zixuan patted her hand, and after feeling the firmness of that muscle, a smile appeared on his face: "Meeting is fate, acquaintance is God's will, unexpectedly you broke into our wing and sang a good song to us Song, we have an obligation to protect you, not to mention letting you be taken away by them is not only slapping you in the face, but also slapping us in the face."

"Ignore them, come on, let's sing."

Ye Zixuan led Bai Zixin and walked to the front of the jukebox: "No. [-] in the world, thank you."

The corner of Bai Zixuan's mouth twitched slightly, looking restless, but the corner of his eye was reflected coldly from the edge of the jukebox.

Ye Zixuan smiled without saying a word.

"We,, we belong to the Five Federations."

When the music started, the injured man was sweating profusely, and managed to force out a sentence: "If you offend us,,, you will pay the price."

Mo Qixiong slapped the opponent's face with a crisp sound, and hummed noncommittally: "What is the Wulianhui? The three gangs have been overthrown, so you still care about the Wulianhui?"

"Who is so arrogant to slap the Five Federations in the face?"

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open again. In Shen Wanqian's cold eyes, more than a dozen men in black clothes poured in like a tide, and a pale young man was wrapped in it. Jumping out from the crowd, he approached Mo Qixiong like a phantom, slapping him without saying a word, apparently to save the injured man.

Mo Qixiong, who was carrying the injured man, sneered, raised his right hand and slapped it out, and made a dull sound when his palms intersected. Compared with those who suffered a small loss, Mo Qixiong couldn't help but feel his heart churn, and pulled the injured man back two or three steps.

He growled, "Damn it, it's a bit tricky."

And the thin and small figure who rushed to him also staggered and fell to the ground, silently, as if his body had been struck by lightning. Trembling uncontrollably, he looked at Mo Qixiong a few meters away with a shocked face, as if he couldn't believe how powerful the latter was.

"It's a bit of a way, but it's still not too hot."

The pale young man took two consecutive breaths to stabilize his mind, and then saw Mo Qixiong's playful smile, and a hint of sarcasm with a hint of disdain, directly and arrogantly announcing that he had failed, or that he had failed in a sneak attack. There was a hint of murderous intent, but he didn't rush forward to fight to the death. It was meaningless to fight after the first opportunity was lost.

The pale man who missed the shot coughed, then moved his body and disappeared from the crowd, as if he had never appeared before, but he was still staring at him for a second before disappearing. Seeing the pale youth receding, the injured man's face rose. Anxiety, he had too much resentment and resentment in his heart, there should not be people like Mo Qixiong in this world.

After the pale man's fleeting performance, more than a dozen men in black had already surrounded Mo Qixiong and the injured man, and they were murderous, asking them to let go of the injured man and his two companions, but they hadn't waited for them to go up. Before that, Ye Gong's disciple raised the muzzle of his gun again, sternly intimidating the opponent, and the scene became tense for a moment.

Mei Zishu shouted coldly: "Anyone who dares to step forward will be shot to death."

Ye Zixuan didn't care about the conflict, just looked at the jukebox casually, occasionally glanced at the door, and caught a familiar figure.

"Everyone, it's better to hold the firearms more firmly, so as not to accidentally hurt my brother."

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt and carrying a coat leisurely appeared with two men, one short and one fat. He ignored the burly Mo Qixiong, and he didn't care about the gun on his companion's head. He maintained a proud face from beginning to end: "Song Hailong will get back ten times and a hundred times if I hurt my brother's hair."

He took out a cigar, lit it, and exhaled a smoke ring: "Ten seconds, those who let go of me, I will act as if nothing happened, otherwise you will be in great trouble."

"Song Hailong?"

Before Shen Wanqian stood up to speak, Ye Zixuan walked through the crowd holding the microphone, and stood directly in front of the middle-aged man. When Song Hailong's eyelids twitched, Ye Zixuan's mouth twitched, and he said lightly: "The two people in the bar Slap, haven't you woken up from your drunkenness? If you still haven't woken up, then slap twice and get out."

"Oh it's you?"

When the two short and fat men beside him clenched their fists subconsciously, Song Hailong waved his hand to stop their impulse, and laughed loudly at the same time: "No, it should be, this world is really small, and I met Ye Gong's new principal here again Young Master Ye, it's a pleasure to meet you, my humble Song Hailong, the Hall Master of the Five Union Association, is from Si Ye, and I have met Young Master Ye."

Afterwards, he sternly shouted at more than ten people around him: "You haven't put down your weapons yet, Young Master Ye doesn't know all the things that don't have eyes? This is Young Master Ye, the master of Ye Gong, and the future cooperation of the Wulian Association." Allies, a bunch of useless guys!" Then he repeatedly apologized to Ye Zixuan: "Young Master Ye, I'm sorry, they have no eyes."

"I'm really sorry for offending you. I'm here to apologize for them."

Following Song Hailong's scolding, more than a dozen people put down their weapons and bowed their heads to Ye Zixuan: "Young Master Ye, I'm sorry."

Although they all shouted to apologize, everyone could hear their reluctance, but Ye Zixuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, and with a light wave of his finger, Mo Qixiong and the others let go of the three cannon fodder: "It seems that you are For the sake of Taiwan compatriots, I will give you one more chance to take your people away, and don’t let me bump into bullying men and women in the future, or I will destroy them directly.”

Song Hailong put on a fake smile: "Thank you, Young Master Ye." Then he turned his head to the injured man and said, "Hurry up and get out, don't make trouble for Young Master Ye."

After the three of them scrambled and left the room, Ye Zixuan glanced at Song Hailong: "You are really lustful, making troubles for a woman."

Song Hailong coughed lightly, with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Young Master Ye, I'm wrong about the bar, I'm a beast, but tonight, it's really not that we want to cause trouble, but that this woman picked us up Min Yu sings well, but he sings for a while and runs for a while, either this or that, and he said that there are so many guests that there is nothing he can do."

"Drinking is not fun, and the interest is instantly destroyed by her. In a fit of anger, I will have someone drag her back."

Ye Zixuan gave Bai Ningxin a meaningful look, the latter lowered his head and did not speak, his eyebrows were pleasing to the eye, and he was harmless to humans and animals.

"I didn't expect that she is the woman Ye Shao likes. If I knew that Ye Shao liked it, I would definitely not let my brother come over, and even send Miss Bai over early."

When Ye Zixuan chuckled noncommittally, Song Hailong added another sentence: "Young Master Ye, in fact, I have always wanted to visit you and make a fortune with you, but I have never had the chance to meet you. Knowing Taishan is a waste of a chance to be friends, if you don’t fight tonight, you won’t get to know each other, will you have a glass of wine as a reward?”

"Sorry, we don't drink."

Ye Zixuan directly rejected the other party's request, and then took the microphone to the front of the jukebox: "And I'm not familiar with you, who knows if it's poisonous?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of more than a dozen members of the Wulian Association changed, and Song Hailong waved his hand to stop them when they wanted to say something: "Young Master Ye, should I say that you are too tired and too careful, or should you say that you don't trust Wulian?" What about the Federation? Although Song Hailong is a member of the rivers and lakes and has been stained with a lot of blood, I don't have the guts to poison Ye Shao."

Shen Wanqian snorted noncommittally: "You dare to shoot even the young master, what else can you not dare to do?"

"Young Master Ye, this is a rumor, this is a frame-up, I have never done such a thing, you must not listen to bad people's slander."

Song Hailong retorted solemnly: "Mr. Lian and I are brothers, how could I shoot him? Young Master Ye, you are the overlord of one side, and you are extremely intelligent. Don't be fooled by others, let alone believe these gossip. Come to Si Ye, if I treat you to dinner and call out Mr. Lian, you will believe that Hai Long is not lying."

"Okay, let's stop talking about it."

Ye Zixuan smiled lightly: "Master Song, I know why you came here, for two gambling cards, right?"

Song Hailong laughed loudly: "Happy, Ye Shao is really a happy person, I like it very much, that's right, Song Hailong came to Huahai this time for two gambling cards, besides wanting to cooperate with Ye Shao to make a fortune together In addition, I want to take this opportunity to dominate Panlong, Ye Shao rest assured, don't worry about losing money, President Song promised."

"Anything that Panlong gets, money, territory, women, half of one party."

He also added: "If you cooperate with the He family, you will never have such benefits. On the contrary, the He family may swallow you."

"Really? The conditions are very attractive, and the reminder is also in place. I want to hear how Miss He will argue."

Ye Zixuan dropped the microphone in his hand: "Tomorrow at twelve o'clock at noon, I will treat Hall Master Song to dinner at the Eagle Wing of the Pearl Hotel."

Then, he looked at the silent Bai Ningxin again: "By the way, tell Ms. He, I'm also waiting for her to come."

Bai Ningxin instantly focused dozens of gazes.

(End of this chapter)