Supreme Evil Young Master

The phone in Claudius' study was connected to the communication device of each of the Bell family guards. As long as Claudius dialed the switchboard, his voice would be transmitted back to the ears of each of the Bell family guards.

Yang Tian did not hear Su Yun's reply, his heart becoming even more anxious. Without a second word, before Claudius could react, he jumped up from the sofa and rushed out of the study, rushing down the hall like a gust of wind.

And at this moment, Su Yun, facing the repeated requests of Fatty and the others, in order to escape, she could only resolutely say: "Sorry, wait for me to come back before drinking, I want to go to the bathroom first!"

Seeing that Su Yun was determined to leave, Buleimu became anxious, she turned around and stood by the fatty's side and whispered something.

After the fatty heard Buleimu's words, a smile appeared on his face, and he walked to Su Yun's side and said: "Miss Su Yun, since you are leaving, let's toast each other. This is my first wine cup that I drank with Young Master Buleimu. "In the future, when we meet again, we can't possibly refuse to give him face, right?"

As the fat guy spoke, she signalled with her eyes towards Buleimu, and shifted her gaze onto the wine cup in his hands. It seemed like she had already made her preparations on top of the expert Buleimu, as long as Su Yun drank the alcohol, she would not be able to escape from their grasp.

This was not the first time that Buleimu had seen this kind of medicine's power, and the effects were quickly mixed with the liquid, with a few seconds of effect. As long as Su Yun drank that cup of medicine, she would not leave their line of sight, and would naturally be controlled by them for what happened next.

If he was strong, he could definitely send Su Yun away, but his image would be ruined. It had to be said that the people at tonight's royal ball, were either political officials or elites of the business world, if they made a ruckus, wasn't that the same as destroying his own image? How others would view him in the future, could be imagined …

There was a trace of disappointment on Buleimu's face. He looked at Su Yun, hoping that he would not drink, and yet hoping that she would drink. Under these complicated emotions, Buleimu tried to persuade him emotionally: "Miss Su Yun … There's a saying in China: "Many friends have many paths. Today, we are destined to meet each other. Don't tell me that you aren't even willing to give me face after drinking a cup of wine?" "Is this …"

With regards to that, when Yang Tian heard these words, his face became ugly, because he knew that there must be a different reason why these people kept forcing Su Yun to drink the wine. This made him think of Irene and Sara, and how Irene used to have a relationship with Yang Tian after she drank the alcohol that was given to her in such a manner.

"You want me to drink this drink, hmph... Is there something else in it? " Su Yun's face changed slightly. Facing the situation where the few men were forcing him to drink, the following words that came out of his mouth shocked the three men present.

"No, no, no …" After hearing Su Yun's words, the fatty looked at Buleimu unconsciously, her heart was shocked, in all of these years, there had never been a woman as smart as Su Yun, to be able to see through their intentions so quickly, the fatty was like a child who had done something wrong, and explained: "Definitely not, I swear on my dignity, Young Master Buleimu only wants to give this to your friend … "It's that simple …"

"Is that so?" Su Yun laughed coldly, pointed to the nearby bar, and said: "Then I will go get a cup of wine myself. I am not familiar with any of you, with your personality, in my eyes, it is not worth a single cent."

"This …" When Fatty heard this, he was stunned. He never thought that a dignified man like him would be made into such a state by a woman. He was originally furious, but when he saw the deathly pale expression on Buleimu's face, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

When Yang Tian heard the conversation over the phone, his expression became frighteningly cold. Unable to find Su Yun in the main hall, Yang Tian ran like a phantom towards the flower garden, quickly disappearing into the crowd.

Soon after, the people in the hall discovered a surprising phenomenon. A black shadow was constantly dashing towards the direction of the garden. Amongst the shadows, there were a few who almost bumped into the servants carrying all kinds of famous wine. It was extremely thrilling.

Many people noticed Yang Tian's rapidly flashing figure and shifted their gazes onto him. However, Yang Tian's figure flashed by and everyone looked at the black figure that had disappeared with an astonished expression.

Following that, under the attention of many people, Yang Tian disappeared from everyone's sight.

The last time he came, he had a clear understanding of the situation in the garden. Under the illumination of the multi-colored red light, the lights in the garden flickered for a moment, and from afar, it looked like an illusion. It was extremely beautiful, but Yang Tian was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

"You … Who are you... You can't go over here, our young master is talking to a very important guest! "Hurry up and leave this place …" At the same time Yang Tian stopped walking, the bodyguards of Buleimu, Fatty, and Bo Lie Ao were stunned. Although they knew martial arts, they didn't expect someone to appear in front of them at such a fast speed.

"Make way for me …" With a face full of anger, Yang Tian put his phone to his ear and pushed away the bodyguard in front of him. He angrily said, "I'm going in to find someone. If you don't want to die, then move aside … …"

When the bodyguards saw that Yang Tian was wearing a casual outfit that didn't cost much, they immediately shook their heads. They looked at Yang Tian with disdain and said, "You can't go in. Leave immediately …." "Otherwise, the one who will die will be you …"

Even though those bodyguards were angry, a hoodlum still wanted to act tough in front of them, hmph hmph! If it weren't for the fact that this was Claudius' territory, they definitely wouldn't have given Yang Tian any face.

Obviously, in the eyes of these bodyguards, a guy like Yang Tian wasn't worthy to appear at this ball, who knows what kind of crack a hoodlum would come out of. Even if they didn't dare to go through Yang Tian, the guards of the Bell Family would still drive such an eyesore out of the castle.

Yang Tian narrowed his eyes, he suddenly waved his right hand, and with a slash of his blade, he sliced through the obstructions of the bodyguards. In Yang Tian's heart, he did not have the time to bother with the people here, he was even more concerned about Su Yun's consolation, time was all about saving Su Yun's life, if Su Yun were to drink that cup of medicine, the consequences would be dire.

Yang Tian immediately opened up the obstructions of the bodyguards. With a leap, he disappeared from the bodyguards' line of sight like a gust of wind.

"F * ck …" Is this a human or a ghost? " A bodyguard was stunned. He rubbed his eyes and muttered, "We didn't meet a ghost, did we? Why is it gone? "

"I think we're under the influence, this... Was he even human? Did you see it clearly? How did this guy disappear? "

"Illusion... "It must be an illusion …" Several bodyguards comforted themselves.

In a corner of the garden, Bremmer, Fatty and Bo Léo had already forced Su Yun into a corner. Right at that moment, the three men heard a dull sound, and upon hearing it, Bremen's face turned cold, preparing to teach this untactful bastard a lesson. However, when he saw that Su Yun had turned around, his expression instantly changed, and her mouth formed an O shape.

"Who are you?" Though he was a little afraid, Bremen was not an ordinary person. He quickly adjusted his emotions and asked.

"Hmph …" Yang Tian didn't say anything. Instead, he took a few steps forward and stood in front of Buleimu. He picked up the collar of Buleimu's clothes and punched him in the face.

"Bam!" Bremmer's nose and Yang Tian's fist came into contact, causing blood to spurt out instantly.

"Ah …" Without waiting for him to recover from his dizziness, Yang Tian threw him on the grass in the garden like he was throwing garbage. As his body flew out, he bumped into the removable wine bars one by one, smashing the wine glasses on the bar into pieces. The glass fragments scratched the valuable clothes of Buleem, and there was a lot of fresh red blood on them.

"You … Just who are you... "Don't come over here …" Seeing this, Fatty and Bo Lie Ao immediately threw away their wine glasses and quickly retreated in the direction of Buleimu.

"Elder brother Tian …" With a shout, a body with a faint fragrance leaped into Yang Tian's embrace. Holding onto Yang Tian's body, she said with grievance, "They … They bullied me... [Since you forced me to drink, if I don't drink, I won't leave this place …] "So annoying, everyone knows, they drugged the wine …"

"Hmph …" Yang Tian snorted, he looked at the men in front of him, lowered his head and said gently to Su Yun: "Don't be afraid, your Big Brother Ah Tian is here, I want to see who dares to bully you …"

When he looked at Yang Tian, his eyes were filled with fear. As far as he was concerned, no one had ever dared to speak to him loudly, not to mention that the person who had eaten the heart of a bear and the guts had hit him. But today, he was hit by Yang Tian who was dressed in cheap clothes.

Yang Tian picked up the wine glasses on the ground. Seeing that you guys still had some leftover drinks, Yang Tian placed them on his nose and sniffed. He walked up to Buleimu and coldly said, "Drink it …"

"This …" Bremmer looked at Yang Tian's burly figure and his body trembled violently. He hurriedly retreated backwards and said with a trembling voice, "Don't come over here …" "I didn't do this …"

As soon as he said that, Yang Tian slapped him. At the same time, he lifted his leg and viciously kicked at Bremen's lower abdomen. "Ah …" Buleimu let out a miserable scream that was worse than death. His body was bent down tightly, and his hands were clutching his lower abdomen, trembling.