As the banquet drew to a close, Song Youying became more and more anxious.

She couldn't tell how she felt about Ling Yao, and although she hadn't known him for a long time, she didn't want anything to happen to him.

She knows Zhao Muyang's identity very well, Zhao Songming's son, the only son.

A business giant, a gray area boss, and a cityless Zhao Ye, he is very skillful.

She has an important shooting in Wucheng, so she needs to ask Zhao Ye, there are many unstable factors in the filming location, and there are not many people in Wucheng who are capable of solving it, and Zhao Ye is one of them.

"Huh?"

Song Youying's eyes lit up and she saw an opportunity.

Ling Yao went to the toilet, she found an excuse to get out and followed.

Zhao Muyang inadvertently glanced at it and happened to see this scene.

After Ling Yao washed his hands, he saw Song Youying with a solemn face as soon as he came out of the toilet, and asked, "Are you in a hurry?"

"You're in a hurry!" Song Youying didn't expect him to say this, her pretty face flushed, do you understand that the little fairy doesn't pee!

"Then why do you have an expression of 'urgency'?" Ling Yao was puzzled.

Song Youying's beautiful eyes widened, what is the expression of "urgency to urinate"?

People are worried about you, Soul Light!

I really want to leave, leave you alone.

Forget it, who made this fairy so kind?

She directly took Ling Yao's hand and walked in the opposite direction of the hall, "I'll send you out through the back door, out of the back door, you run a few kilometers along the west side, you will probably meet the car, you better go directly to the security department." ”

"Miss Song!"

Zhao Muyang walked slowly, his expression gloomy, followed by the two thugs.

Song Youying was startled, her face turned pale, "Zhao, Zhao Gongzi ......"

"You're really not authentic. Zhao Muyang sneered, "It makes me very sad, I still think about your birthday party." ”

Song Youying couldn't take care of it anymore, "Xiaoyao, run!"

Ling Yao ran away.

"Go after it. Zhao Muyang waved his hand, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't follow immediately, but pressed Song Youying step by step.

"Zhao Gongzi!"

Sister Shan hurriedly ran over, "You are angry, Youying, don't apologize soon!"

Song Youying said stubbornly: "I won't, I'm not wrong!"

"Miss Song has a lot of personality, but she is too a star with personality and is generally not popular. Zhao Muyang smiled.

Sister Shan's face changed, "...... Zhao"

Zhao Muyang raised his hand and walked out, "Miss Song, he can't run, do you know who my two subordinates are?"

"Who?"

"Would-be warriors. Zhao Muyang said quietly.

Song Youying's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Drive the two would-be martial artists...... "Sister Shan was taken aback, "It seems that I still underestimated the strength of the Zhao family, Youying, listen to me, for the sake of your star journey, go back and apologize to him."

As for that kid, don't think about it, he left you and ran by himself, he was clearly a coward, and he could be killed. ”

Song Youying didn't speak, turned around and ran away.

Sister Shan chased after her, and during this time, she heard a burst of movement outside, presumably Ling Yao was being beaten.

The hall was empty, and they all ran out.

Zhao Muyang put his hands behind his back, smiled confidently, and listened to the exclamations of everyone, as if he had seen the miserable scene of Ling Yao covered in blood outside.

Everyone took the initiative to make way for him, and Zhao Muyang walked forward leisurely and walked outside.

At this moment, the smile froze, the confidence was gone, and the face was full of horror.

"Impossible!"

In front of them, the figures of the two quasi-martial artists were hanging in the air, their faces were pale, they were choked by Ling Yao one by one, their expressions were painfully distorted, they were as weak as lambs, and any struggle looked pale and powerless!

Ling Yao's expression was relaxed and he looked at Zhao Muyang.

Zhao Muyang was like an electric shock, his body trembled, and he subconsciously took a step back.

"I said I wouldn't do it at a banquet. Ling Yao threw the two of them to the ground casually, "Don't do it at the banquet." ”

He ran away, not because he was afraid, but because he didn't want to make a mess of the venue.

As soon as Song Youying and Sister Shan arrived outside, they saw this very visually impactful scene, and they were shocked inexplicably.

A quasi-martial artist is a martial artist who is not a good person, between an ordinary person and a martial artist, far weaker than a martial artist, but far stronger than an ordinary person.

A dozen and ten are not a problem.

Two people shot at the same time, but they couldn't deal with one?

"Who the hell is he?"

"Who the hell is he?" Chen Yue was equally surprised when he thought of Ling Yao's extraordinary.

"Brother Qiang. Ling Yao hooked his finger at Xu Wenqiang.

Xu Wenqiang was frightened, so he could only walk over hard.

"You're badly injured?" Ling Yao smiled slightly.

"It's not that heavy, actually. Xu Wenqiang laughed more ugly than crying.

Ling Yao was surprised, "Really, then I won't feel guilty at all if I beat you!"

Xu Wenqiang was dumbfounded, and he couldn't wait to slap his mouth.

At this moment, Ling Yao's slap flew in.

"Smack!"

However, before Ling Yao met Xu Wenqiang, he had already flown out, and he also had his own soul dubbing.

Xu Wenqiang fell to the ground, and rolled twice, his expression looked very painful, and a weak wail came out of his throat, as if he was dying, and stretched out his hand with difficulty, as if he wanted to grasp something precious.

Ling Yao: "......"

Some people can't help but want to applaud, this special acting skills are explosive, he is a performance artist!

"I, Xu Wenqiang, can bend and stretch, and I am destined to be a man with blood on my hands!" Xu Wenqiang secretly praised himself.

The corners of Zhao Muyang's mouth twitched wildly, his head was full of black lines, and his face was all lost by this idiot, mainly because of Ling Yao!

He had already thought about it, and when he went back this time, he would let this guy clean up the toilet in a building, and let his hands be covered with feces!

While he was thinking, Ling Yao walked over slowly and said with a smile, "You say, how can I get revenge on you?"

"You can't ......"

"Do you want to show your background first, then threaten me twice, and then give me a chance to beg for mercy?" Ling Yao asked.

"You, how do you know?" Zhao Muyang lost his composure.

"It's all a routine!"

Ling Yao slapped Zhao Muyang's handsome face, and his whole face was instantly distorted and ugly, and his teeth splattered out along with blood.

Zhao Muyang was knocked to the ground, covering his face and screaming, the tearing pain made him tremble.

Ling Yao's face was expressionless, and he said lightly: "I want to be a Buddhist high school student, but it doesn't hurt to be violent occasionally, you can call everyone who can be called, and I will solve it together, saving follow-up trouble." ”

Everyone looked strange.

"Yufei, his brain...... Isn't there a problem?" Chen Yue said the doubts in his heart.

Brush!

One after another eyes flew in, including Sister Shan's and Song Youying's.

Chen Yufei was stared at by many people, a little embarrassed, "Brother Yao is very smart, but sometimes he is not quite the same as a normal person......"

"Yes. Someone nodded, "Geniuses always have some mental problems, I know a mental hospital, and the director is my friend." ”

"Coincidentally, I also know one, and the patients there like to say that. ”

"How?"

"The dean was his friend. ”

“......”