Genius commoner

Chapter 302 Even Young Master Ye Doesn’t Know Him

"elder brother!"

Mo Qixiong, Mei Zishu, and Kong Xiaohan all shouted at Ye Zixuan, causing Yang Xiuquan and Mo Beibei to look sideways. When Yang Xiuquan heard the shout, his heart trembled, worried that he would accidentally kick some iron. It's hard, seeing Ye Zixuan's strange face, and seeing the beef ball next to his mouth, a disdain suddenly appeared on his face:
"These days, dogs and cats bark less, which is really ridiculous."

He didn't think that Ye Zixuan, who was biting the beef balls, had any background. Among the young and old he knew, there was no such disregard for image.

Which one is not well-dressed, huddled in front of the back, and high-spirited?Ye Zixuan is a servant of a certain elder and younger.

Before Ye Zixuan could speak, Mo Qixiong glanced coldly at several people, including Yang Xiuquan, they all moved back subconsciously, each of them was stern, and then Yang Xiuquan felt that he was too useless, and stepped forward angrily: "What? Do you still want to beat someone? You crashed my car and pestered my Beibei, do you know the consequences?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"Don't think that a little brute force is great. Let me tell you, I will have hundreds of brothers with a single call."

"Bai Dao also wants to give my grandfather face. If you provoke me, I will definitely prevent you from leaving the capital."

When Ye Zixuan leisurely listened to Mei Zishu's account of the incident, Yang Xiuquan pointed with a ruthless face: "If you want to solve this matter, immediately kowtow to us to apologize, make compensation, and promise not to pester Beibei again, and at the same time slap ten Slap, in this way, I will give you a way out, otherwise I can kill you with a single phone call."

He looked back at the Maserati he just bought yesterday, gritted his teeth and added: "Don't tell me that you can't afford it, let alone think that I will sympathize with you. No matter you are selling iron, or you are looking for three aunts and six women, you have to compensate my car. , My brother’s loss is at least 100 million, and it’s impossible to talk about one less.”

"Don't even think about running away and repaying the debt, Mo Beibei knows where your family lives, and I heard that you still have an old lady..."

Yang Xiuquan also looked at Mo Qixiong viciously: "If you don't pay back the money, don't blame me for being rude to you."

As soon as the voice fell, Yang Xiuquan saw a figure flash, and the next second, Ye Zixuan grabbed him by the collar, and before Yang Xiuquan could struggle a little bit, Ye Zixuan pressed his head and slammed into the car On the front cover, people around seem to be under invisible oppression, surprised and horrified, focusing on the seemingly warm and fierce Ye Zixuan.

The two fashionable youths subconsciously wanted to rush up to the Savior, but Mo Qixiong kicked them mercilessly, and fell to the ground like an empty snakeskin bag, moaning endlessly.

"I crashed my car, didn't apologize, provoked, and threatened my brother and mother. Tell me, are you courting death?"

I saw Ye Zixuan ignored the few luxury cars that came to watch the show, and didn't care about Mo Beibei's frightened and angry eyes. He pressed Yang Xiuquan's head, one after another, and smashed the front hood of Maserati, making a dull impact , hitting the weakest part of the bystander's heart, Yang Xiuquan's face was covered with blood, and his head was dizzy after only three or five strokes:

"I, my grandfather is..."

Before Yang Xiuquan could move out his awesome grandfather, Ye Zixuan lifted his head, knocked it on the car window, and it shattered: "Don't move out your grandfather, don't move out your parents, tell them Name, not only you are unlucky, but they will also be unlucky, take care of the things you provoke yourself, don't be a waste material."

"No matter how awesome your grandfather is, if I want to trample you to death now, he has nothing to do."

Ye Zixuan threw Yang Xiuquan on the ground, his face was as calm as ever, and his speech was calm: "Remember, if you dare to touch my brother and mother, I will personally destroy your whole family."

Yang Xiuquan, whose skull was in pain, was angry and helpless. Ye Zixuan hurt him, and also blinded him.

Mo Beibei rushed forward and shouted: "Brother Quan! Brother Quan! Are you okay?"

She took out a tissue and wiped Yang Xiuquan's face, then turned her head and yelled at Ye Zixuan and Mo Qixiong: "You know how to bully the less with the more, why do you teach Young Master Yang? What qualifications do you have to beat him? Barbarian! Mo Qixiong, You know how to fight fiercely, my mother is right, you are a guy with a simple mind and well-developed limbs."

Mei Zishu smiled lightly: "It seems that the one who did it was that little braid?"

He looked at the braided youth half kneeling on the ground.

"Do you think that you can get my heart by using dirty means? Dreaming."

When Mo Qixiong curled his lips noncommittally and Ye Zixuan wiped his hands, Mo Beibei pretended not to hear what Mei Zishu said, and supported Yang Xiuquan, who was relieving the pain, to attack Mo Qixiong: "Big Mo, don't you think you deliberately provoked me?" Is it too naive, too ridiculous, too embarrassing and conspicuous to beat up your rival to vent your anger?"

"Not only will I not think you are brave, nor will I give in to your domineering, I will only despise you and hate you even more."

When Mei Zishu was holding back a smile and Mo Qixiong looked depressed, Ye Zixuan flicked the tissue away with his fingers, stepped forward and said, "Mo Beibei? You must be the next-door neighbor of Qixiong back then, right? My brother Honest and stupid, can't speak, and sticks to the friendship between the two of you, so it's inconvenient to hit you, I'll speak for him tonight."

"First, Qixiong has never held onto the friendship between the two families, and he has never thought of taking advantage of your family, let alone making you a child-friendly."

"No extravagant thoughts, but you went to my house twice and followed me to the capital?"

Mo Beibei looked like a fool: "Are you deliberately causing a car accident here?"

Ye Zixuan joked: "Secondly, Qixiong didn't come to the capital with you, he came to Bauhinia City to find me, and I'm his brother."

"Third, Qixiong doesn't like you, so don't pretend to be affectionate."

"Even if he likes you, a woman like you, as a brother, I won't agree."

Ye Zixuan slapped her face directly: "Because, you are not worthy."

Mo Beibei sneered when she heard the words, as if hearing the funniest joke of the year, she looked at Mo Qixiong sarcastically: "I don't deserve it? My father is the vice principal of Huahai Middle School after all. He is full of peaches and plums, and he has connections all over the world. So is my mother." I am not worthy of a successful doctor with a wealthy family and tens of millions of accounts? You are too funny."

Ye Zixuan smiled lightly: "With your family background, how can you be worthy of my brother?"

He patted Mo Qixiong on the shoulder: "Qixiong's future is to marry a woman with the status of princess at least."

Mo Beibei looked at Mo Qixiong as if he was watching a big joke: "If he can find a woman better than me, I, Mo Beibei, will kowtow nine times to him."

"Beibei, don't waste your time with this kind of person, bragging and not paying taxes."

Slowing down, Yang Xiuquan roared: "Brothers, call someone, let him know how powerful we are."

The braided youngsters quickly took out their phones and yelled for friends like pigs and dogs.

"Just call, I'll wait."

Ye Zixuan saw them pull out their phones and dial the number, and couldn't help but sneer: "Let's see what characters you can come up with."

Yang Xiuquan and the others still had some energy. In less than 10 minutes, seven or eight BMWs and Mercedes-Benz cars arrived. They were not considered luxurious. Obviously, the circle of people who could control them was quite satisfactory. When the doors opened, fashionable men and women in their 20s got out. After yelling at each other, they greeted the young man with braids, Yang Xiuquan and the others.

Then, another five or six vehicles showed up, including a van, the door was opened, and more than 20 hair-dyed gangsters in different clothes appeared.

They held steel pipes and iron rods in their hands, and many of them pretended to be cool with cigarettes in their mouths, puffing out clouds of smoke and mistaking themselves for Chen Haonan.

Ye Zixuan glanced at them and knew that these were street gangsters who were too far away from the Jidao regular army.

"Brother Quan!"

"Young Master Yang!"

A group of people approached the center of the incident in a noisy manner, yelling loudly at each other to build up the momentum of the team. When the young man with braids pointed his finger down viciously, they all stared angrily at Ye Zixuan and his group, with a smirk on their faces. Inexplicably hostile, seeing five NO.60 people supporting them, Yang Xiuquan and Mo Beibei regained their confidence, gritted their teeth and stood up:
"Boy, is there enough people who don't call me?"

Yang Xiuquan lit Ye Zixuan and said angrily, "Is it enough?"

Ye Zixuan smiled faintly: "Not enough."

When Mo Qixiong and Mei Zishu were playing similar jokes, dozens of people screamed and pretended to rush forward.

At this time, a few beams of pale car lights shot towards this side, and then two Ferraris and Porsches roared over, scaring many people out of the sideways, and then two Lamborghinis and Bugatti Veyron appeared. When the headlights were irritating everyone's eyes, a red flag car drove over slowly, and the license plate seemed to be Beijing V [-].

Yang Xiuquan shuddered when he saw it, it was the Prince's sedan that had closed the door the day before yesterday.

He touched the blood on his face, first he was surprised, then he was overjoyed, he felt that if he could step on Ye Zixuan, he would never recover.

Porsche opened the car door first, and Liu Yuanchao landed quietly, with a stern look on his face, he shouted: "Who is blocking the way, I don't know if Young Master Song is going to pass by?"

Hearing the word Song Shao, except for Ye Zixuan and the others, the rest of the people trembled, subconsciously leaned to the sides, and even hid the weapons in their hands.

They were worried that they would be mistaken by Song Jincheng to deal with him, and they would lose their lives.

Mo Beibei, who touched the edge of the circle for the first time, was slightly at a loss and didn't react for a while. Who is Song Shao?

Yang Xiuquan told in a low voice, Mo Beibei was stunned for a moment, dumbfounded: "Prince?"

Song Forbidden City is a powerful existence at her level that can only be looked up to in humility. She took two steps back excitedly and cautiously.

Yang Xiuquan ran to Liu Yuanchao, and shouted aggrievedly, "Young Master Liu, someone bullied me."

Liu Yuanchao looked at Yang Xiuquan, whose face was covered with blood, and frowned: "Who bullied you?"

Ye Zixuan clapped his hands and stood up with a smile: "Me!"

Liu Yuanchao slapped Yang Xiuquan to the ground: "Damn it! You don't even know Young Master Ye?"

(End of this chapter)