Chapter 168: The Enemy Meets

"This slap is just a lesson, if you dare to treat my woman with a clean mouth, I will kill you!" Xiao Xuan said coldly, he was definitely not joking.

But everyone then laughed, murder? This kid pretended to turn his head, this is a society governed by the rule of law, and you don't need to go to jail for murder?

None of them believed that Xiao Xuan really dared to kill.

"Kill me, then you should try to kill one!" Cheng Haiting stood up directly and pointed at Xiao Xuan and Chen Yan: "You pair of dogs and men, I won't let you go!" You wait, wait for Song Zhiyu to arrive, see if I want you to die!"

"Enough!" Ouyang Zicheng also scolded, glaring at Cheng Haiting angrily: "Cheng Haiting, I advise you not to look for trouble, the current Xiao Xuan is not the Xiao Xuan of the past, if you provoke him, he may really let you die!"

"Just by him, I'm sorry!" Cheng Haiting spat in disgust and sneered: "You have this virtue all your life, if it weren't for Ouyang Zicheng's cover, you probably wouldn't even be qualified to sit down and eat with us, you disgusting thief!"

"Sitting down for dinner with you? Sorry, I'm not really that interested. Xiao Xuan said contemptuously: "Or, you are not qualified!"

"What, did you hear that? He actually said that we are not qualified to eat with him!" Cheng Haiting suddenly laughed.

Everyone also showed disdainful expressions, only thinking that Xiao Xuan was crazy.

"Xiao Xuan, do you really treat yourself as a green onion? If we hadn't looked at Zicheng's face, would we have let you come here? Where would you have go, a stinky thief still regarded himself as a big star that everyone loved?" Cheng Haiting scoffed.

Just then, a Ferrari drove up and stopped in front of everyone.

"Wow, what a cool sports car!" The students were stunned, and they knew at a glance that this sports car was worth a lot of money.

"Boy, you're finished! Song Zhiyu is here!" Cheng Haiting laughed proudly: "I'll let him break your leg in a while!"

"What? is Song Zhiyu's car?" everyone was shocked, and then looked at the Ferrari with great envy.

At this time, Song Zhiyu got out of the car, wearing an expensive suit hand-cut in Italy, showing his dignity and completely looking like a successful person.

Seeing this, everyone present cast their eyes looking up, and they were like two people when they faced Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Xuan's face sank.

Song Zhiyu!

A man who once brought him endless shame, a woman who took away him, humiliated him in front of people countless times!

"Song Zhiyu is here, this idiot is dead!haha!"

"With Song Zhiyu's background, it is a matter of minutes to kill this idiot, even Ouyang Zicheng can't protect him!"

Everyone laughed gloatingly, as if they were looking at a dead man.

"What's going on?" Sure enough, Song Zhiyu's expression suddenly became gloomy after seeing Cheng Haiting's red and swollen cheeks.

"It's him! This bastard beat me like this!" Cheng Haiting pointed at Xiao Xuan abruptly, her eyes were full of endless resentment, as if she wanted to devour Xiao Xuan alive.

Immediately after, Song Zhiyu looked at Xiao Xuan, and when he saw Xiao Xuan, he was also stunned, and immediately a wisp of ridicule appeared on his face.

And immediately, he noticed Chen Yan beside Xiao Xuan, and a sense of resentment instantly flashed in his eyes, he had never gotten this level of beauty with this identity.

Xiao Xuan, why is a waste?

Then Song Zhiyu laughed gloomily, and said with a contemptuous expression: "Xiao Xuan, I haven't seen you for so many years, but it is getting more and more kind, even my woman, you dare to move?"

Xiao Xuan shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "It's you, there are no special changes, it's been so many years, and it's still so annoying." ”

Song Zhiyu's expression suddenly froze, he never thought that one day, Xiao Xuan would dare to talk to him like this.

"Okay, it seems that if I don't give you a little color, you don't know how many eyes Lord Ma has. Song Zhiyu scolded.

"Song Zhiyu, I advise you not to mess around. Ouyang Zicheng reminded Song Zhiyu.

Song Zhiyu glanced at Ouyang Zicheng, but his tone was still frivolous and arrogant: "Oh, it turned out to be you, Ouyang Zicheng, do you think that if you join a sect and become a monk, you can be powerful in front of me?"

"Do you know that our family has reached a cooperation with a Silver Tiger-level cultivation force and formed an alliance, you are just a disciple of the sect, I really don't care about it!" Song Zhiyu said arrogantly.

Everyone was shocked, Song Zhiyu didn't even pay attention to Ouyang Zicheng? It's too strong, right?

Although they didn't know what the Silver Tiger-level cultivation force was, from Song Zhiyu's tone, it seemed to be very amazing.

Cheng Haiting also found a hint of pride on her face, as long as Song Zhiyu is there, even Ouyang Zicheng can ignore it, now she wants to see who can keep Xiao Xuan!

"He doesn't need my protection!" Ouyang Zicheng directly stepped away from Xiao Xuan's side, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Don't say I didn't remind you, he is not something you can afford to provoke, then what kind of silver tiger-level cultivation force is like an ant-like existence in front of his eyes, if you insist on looking for death, you will have to bear the consequences!"

Hearing this, Song Zhiyu just sneered, not believing what Ouyang Zicheng said at all, this waste can have such a big ability?

"Get out of the way! Where is so much!" Cheng Haiting also scolded disdainfully, with Song Zhiyu here, she was not so polite to Ouyang Zicheng.

Ouyang Zicheng just sneered and stopped talking.

It's going to rain, my mother wants to get married, someone wants to die, and he has no choice.

Song Zhiyu took a step forward, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at Xiao Xuan contemptuously: "Say, how do you want to die?"

Cheng Haiting and the others all laughed, because they all knew that Song Zhiyu was a taekwondo underworld, and Xiao Xuan would definitely be disabled by Song Zhiyu if he was not covered by Ouyang Zicheng.

"Death?" Xiao Xuan also laughed: "I also want to see how you let me die!"

"Good!"

After finishing speaking, 6 suddenly kicked sideways and swept towards Xiao Xuan's face!

Everyone laughed gloatingly, laughing at Xiao Xuan's arrogance!

Ouyang Zicheng also laughed gloatingly, laughing at Song Zhiyu's ignorance!

"Bang!"

A figure flew out in an instant, slammed heavily on the ground, and fell to the ground with a blue nose and swollen face!

Everyone's expressions were petrified in an instant!

Because it was not Xiao Xuan who fell, but Song Zhiyu!

The dignified taekwondo underworld, the champion of the city's taekwondo competition of the Disabled Persons' Federation for three consecutive years, was defeated by Xiao Xuan with one move!

This... What the hell is going on!