Hearing that it was Song Yu, the other principals of the Han family were also full of contempt in their eyes, obviously not taking him seriously.

In their eyes, this is a waste that can be erased at will, and it can't make any waves.

"Song Yu, I really didn't expect you to dare to come, okay, you came well, come here, take him down for me."

Hula!

For a while, fifty or sixty bodyguards rushed out from the left, right, and rear of the lobby, each of whom was holding an electric baton in their hands, completely surrounding Song Yu.

Apparently they were prepared and knew that he might come today.

The sound of messy feet on the floor, fifty or sixty bodyguards each brandished electric batons, and rushed up to Song Yu together, and for a while, the electric sparks continued, and the momentum was huge.

"Song Yu ......" Seeing that Song Yu was about to have an accident, Gong Youran suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Humph!"

Seeing Gong Youran's expression, the expression on Han Zhenqi's face became even more acute, and he shouted violently: "Beat me hard, don't have any spare hands, and beat him to death on the spot." ”

After saying that, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and he was looking forward to Gong Youran's performance of seeing his mistress die in front of him.

Suddenly, the sound of sticks was loud, and the attacks of these people became even more ferocious.

Unfortunately, they come and go as fast as they come.

Song Yu not only did not retreat, but rushed towards these bodyguards, he suddenly rose to his feet, and kicked in the air in a continuous roundabout back.

Bang bang!

These seemingly tough bodyguards flew out one by one like dumplings.

There was an uproar, tables and chairs were also knocked off, all kinds of dishes and drinks were spilled on the ground, and the scene instantly became messy.

In less than a minute, more than 50 bodyguards were all kicked away, and one by one they hugged their heads and covered their faces on the ground and wailed, many of them had their legs and feet broken, their sternums collapsed, and they were seriously injured on the spot.

Even worse, they were kicked to death on the spot.

"You ......"

Not only Han Zhenqi was dumbfounded on the spot, but even Han Wanshan, the head of the Han family, was extremely surprised, they didn't expect that more than fifty bodyguards were not opponents at all when they had specially prepared weapons.

Song Yu looked around, and finally froze on Gong Youran, and then he said softly, "Youran, come here!" ”

His voice was not loud, but it was clear throughout the hall, causing many people to feel like they had been struck by lightning.

"This ......"

Gong Youran hesitated a little, but it was only a moment later, and she walked over to Song Yu firmly.

She is already very clear about the current situation, it is impossible to be good, she plans to face it with Song Yu, even if she dies, she will die together.

"Ranran, you stop me!" His father snorted, and he looked at his daughter unwillingly, hoping that she would stop

Gong leisurely glanced at Miyamoto Zhou, "Father, I can't make decisions about many things in my life, and I have to obey the arrangements of fate, but today, I want to be the master once!" ”

After saying that, she still walked firmly towards Song Yu.

"You...... You're an unfilial daughter, you're mad at me. Miyamoto Zhou's anger jumped like thunder, but Gong Youran still walked over firmly and stood in front of Song Yu.

"Yu, I know that today's things are difficult to be good, but I am willing to face life and death with you, even if we die, we will die together." Gong Youran's expression was resolute like never before, and his eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at Song Yu.

"It's my good woman, just by virtue of your words, I promise you a prosperous life!"

Song Yu directly stretched out his hand and directly took Gong Youran to his side.

"You ......"

Han Zhenqi's whole popularity trembled, on the day of the big day, his bride threw herself into the arms of others, where did you put his face? How can the face of the entire Han family remain?

"Gong Youran, you will regret what you did today, let me tell you, it's too late for you to regret it now, come back to me immediately, otherwise the anger of my Han family is not something you can bear." Han Zhenqi roared angrily, his eyes urgent.

I also want to put pressure on her to come back to her and save face.

It's a pity that Gong Youran was unmoved, but snuggled in Song Yu's arms with a happy and sweet look, this situation is obvious, she has made a mortal heart.

After all, in her opinion, it is impossible for Song Yu to fight against the Han family, and since he will die, then they will simply die together.

"You...... You're mad at me, Wu Xianfeng, now please come forward and kill this son! Han Zhenqi suddenly roared again.

Brush!

An old man in a long shirt suddenly flew out from behind the crowd and fell to the spot.

This person is the Han family's worship Wu Luotian.

The so-called worship means that the family spends a lot of money to hire a high-ranking person to accept the family offering, but he is also responsible for the safety of the family at critical moments.

Hiring such a person usually requires a sky-high price, just like the Han family invites such a person, and the annual cost is less than 100 million.

Now in a moment of crisis, this worshipper stepped forward.

"Late Yellow?" Song Yu narrowed his eyes.

In the late stage of the yellow level, it is enough to support a big gang, and its strength is completely different from the early stage of the yellow level, in other words, there is no pressure on a late yellow level to fight ten early yellow levels, but he didn't expect the Han family to have such a master.

"Song Yu, kneel down and kowtow to Han Shao, I can give you a good time, otherwise you will be worse off than dead!" Wu Luotian opened his mouth lightly, his eyes were full of confidence and contempt, as if he didn't take Song Yu in his eyes.

In fact, Wu Luotian had quietly observed Song Yu a long time ago, but he couldn't see any cultivation in Song Yu, and Song Yu was so young, he thought that it was only the middle stage of the yellow level at best.

What about fighting fifty bodyguards? Fifty bodyguards are simply vegetables in his eyes, so he doesn't take Song Yu in his eyes at all.

"Since you're out, even if you do it, why is there so much nonsense?" Song Yu pushed him back with a word.

"Don't blame me Wu for looking for your own death!"

Wu Luotian, as a worshipper of the Han family, is also used to being a prestige and blessing, how can he stand this kind of words.

"Die!"

He lunged forward, his fist bursting through the air and slamming at Song Woo.

Originally, the two were separated by a foot, but when he made a move, he actually came to Song Yu in a blink of an eye.

The powerful momentum brought many people's clothes fluttering.

"Okay, it's worthy of a yellow-level martial artist, Wu Feng's offensive is really fierce."

"If you move like a rabbit, you can fly like a frightening bird!"

There are also people who spare no effort to praise and curry favor with the Han family and Wu worship.

Seeing this, Han Zhenqi showed a cruel smile on his face, in his opinion, Song Yu was dead, he had to be blown up by this punch, and the power of the Han family's worship could anyone afford it? This is also the root of his Han family's standing.

It's a pity that this favored Wu is also coming and going quickly.

Song Yu didn't let go of Gong Youran, and punched out directly in the direction of the comer.

Bang!

A seemingly random punch, when the two fists collided, there was a buzzing sound, which actually stirred up a whirlwind.

The clothes of the people in the hall fluttered violently.