Boom!

Yue Song's step, just like the performance he had performed in front of hundreds of reporters, the entire mansion trembled, and dozens of people standing around the hall also shook a few times, and a few even fell down directly.

However, the young version of Xiang Da Guy stopped his hair at the moment when the room shook, and a jīng light flashed in his eyes.

"Done with nonsense? I hate it most than anything else - you know what it means, right? It's bragging! ”

Yue Song swept around, the disdain on his face was undisguised, "I have already made it very clear at the beginning, if you want to compete with me, you can prepare five million first, but just these people...... I guess they won't be able to come up with this money, if they hurt and cry, you will have to be the boss to be responsible at that time, don't feel distressed. ”

The young version of Xiang Boss suddenly became angry, and shouted with a finger of his hand: "Cut him!" ”

Dozens of people pulled out machetes wrapped in newspapers and rushed to Yue Song.

In the face of the swarming thugs, Yue Song didn't plan to entangle with them more, but squatted down on the spot, and the whole person jumped up like a spring, rolled three hundred and sixty degrees in the hall, and fell lightly on the sofa chair several meters away.

Seeing Yue Song appear beside him in the blink of an eye, the young version twitched a few times at the corner of the big guy's eyes, and suddenly punched, the force was actually quite strong, pointing directly at Yue Song's throat, which was definitely ruthless!

In the face of this kind of opponent, Yue Song couldn't even raise the idea of dodging, he directly stretched out two fingers, clamped the opponent's fist, and then dragged it-

Just listening to the sound of "Gaba", the young version of Xiang Boss's arm was dislocated.

"Ah——!h He couldn't hold back any longer and let out a scream.

The boss has fallen into the hands of others, how can he be a junior brother and stand and do nothing?

However, because they were afraid that they would hurt the boss, these people seemed hesitant and did not dare to come forward to rescue, for fear of annoying the king and torturing the boss again.

"Enough! Get out of here, it's none of your business here. ”

At this moment, a shout came from the second floor of the hall, and dozens of thugs glanced at each other, and left the hall without saying a word.

Yue Song raised his head and glanced at the second floor, looked at the middle-aged man who was going down the stairs, and sneered: "Finally reluctant?" It's interesting to ask you to let your son test me - this is your son, right? Well, I look like that, too. What's his name? Small direction? ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man who walked down from the second floor smiled dumbly, "Old Xiang? In the past few decades, you are the first person who dares to call me that, and sure enough, it is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, I admire you very much! ”

Yue Song rolled his eyes and kicked Xiao Xiang's leg in the crook of his legs, making him sit on the sofa chair with his butt, as if he didn't see Xiang Huaqiang's cloudy face, "You're a dog and a slasher, won't you just say a few words of nonsense?" I just don't understand what you bastards think, you can talk about things in a fair and open way, but if you have to make yourself restless, it seems that if you don't press others, you can't say the words in your mouth. If you want me to say, just two words: sick! ”

As soon as these words came out, Xiang Huaqiang's face was already comparable to the ash at the bottom of the pot.

Yes, it is indeed sick!

Who is he? What is the identity of this kid? If it weren't useful, why would he use such a means to test the other party?

Even Xiang Huaqiang himself scolded in his heart, I am really sick, why are I verbose with him? Wouldn't it be the end of dealing with him directly?

But then again, this kid's skills are really not ordinarily good, and he jumped just now, I'm afraid professional athletes can't do it, right? That's a jump without a run-up!

After thinking about it again and again, Xiang Huaqiang finally decided to give this kid another chance.

"Young man, it's true that you should be proud of your skills, but no matter how good you are, can you be faster than guns and bullets?"

snapped his fingers at the big guy, and the next second another crowd suddenly appeared from around the hall, but unlike those gangsters with machetes, these people all had guns in their hands!

Yue Song glanced at it nonchalantly, staring at Xiang Huaqiang with a smile, "You can try it, maybe I'll really be faster than a bullet!" ”

Xiang Huaqiang frowned, and said in his heart that this kid wouldn't be a stunned kid, right? I have all the guns out, why doesn't he blink an eye? Could it be ......

But this thought was suppressed in a blink of an eye, and Xiang Huaqiang didn't believe it anyway, there were still people in this world who could be faster than a gun!

"You really don't want to live anymore? Don't think that with Xue Feng covering you, I don't dare to do anything to you, in terms of status in the rivers and lakes, I am still above him! Xiang Huaqiang's face changed, he threatened viciously, and then glanced at his son who was lying on the sofa chair and was in a cold sweat in pain, "Roll flat, stand here, the guests we invited today are very confident, and they don't even pay attention to guns." ”

Xiang Ranping, also known as Xiao Xiang to the left, immediately reacted, directly rolled on a donkey, and left the position next to Yue Song.

As soon as Xiang Pingping left, more than a dozen gunmen pointed their guns at Yue Song.

Yue Song never showed a trace of timidity, but looked at Xiang Huaqiang's subordinates with great interest, and he suddenly found a problem - the demeanor of these gunmen did not seem to be like those gangsters, but a bit like a professional.

Professional gunner, isn't that a soldier?

"Lao Xiang, you can, even the bodyguards are veterans, it won't be the special forces on the Vietnamese side, right?" Curious for a moment, Yue Song simply joked with Xiang Huaqiang, "When I first watched the God of Gamblers, you seemed to be from the South Vietnamese special forces." You said that those monkeys were beaten into a sieve by the People's Liberation Army, why did you choose a South Vietnamese soldier's horn? It's not that I said you, you're really not good at casting, and you're far worse than me! ”

Xiang Huaqiang was so angry by Yue Song's ridicule that his face was blue, and he wanted to order this kid to be killed immediately, but suddenly a strong ominous omen rose, and then he looked at the kid opposite, so sharp eyes!

"Lao Xiang, you have to think clearly, if this bullet can't hit me, it's you who is unlucky."

It's not so much persuasion, but the most direct threat, where can Xiang Huaqiang endure such humiliation? Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a woman's voice from upstairs.

"Alright, let's stop here!"

Soon, a middle-aged woman came down from upstairs, plump and full of jewels.

The middle-aged woman waved her hand, and the gunmen quickly disappeared, she looked at Yue Song, and said with a smile: "Introduce yourself, Chen Mingying, vice president of Duoshi Co., Ltd., is also an investor in your play, and the old Xiang in your mouth is my husband." ”

Yue Song's heart moved, and he secretly said that this woman was the main master, I really didn't expect it!

It's not Xiang Daji, it's not his simple-minded and well-limbed son, it's the rich middle-aged woman in front of him.

Because it was still early to enter this circle, Yue Song didn't know that this Chen Mingying was a popular figure in the Xiangjiang film and television industry, and her fame was no less than her husband Xiang Huaqiang, and even surpassed it in some aspects.

Chen Mingying glared at Xiang Pingping, and scolded in a low voice: "What are you doing here, waiting to be beaten?" Get out! ”

It can be seen that Xiang Luping is very afraid of him, an old lady, and when his mother spoke, he immediately left the hall with his head down.

It's just that judging from the posture of his hanging arms, the dislocation must not taste very pleasant.

Xiang Huaqiang originally wanted to leave-he didn't want to stay here and endure the humiliation of a hairy boy-but after seeing his wife Chen Mingying's eyes, he thought about it and finally decided to stay first.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became eerie.

Xiang Huaqiang stood beside his wife without saying a word like a door god, while Chen Mingying instructed the servants to serve tea and pour water, as if he was entertaining Yue Song as a distinguished guest.

As for Yue Song himself, he naturally enjoyed all this calmly.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry, it depends on what tricks the other party wants to play.

The development of things was just as Yue Song expected, and before Chen Mingying could say a word, she turned the topic to another issue.

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