As soon as Song Ye stretched out his fingers, he saw a rough stone being stepped on under his sneakers. Looking up, he saw three teenagers looking at him proudly, and it was the leader who made the sarcastic remarks.
The three of them glanced at Song Ye's face and were stunned. They didn't expect that the boy digging a hole on the ground would have such a handsome face. In contrast, although the three arrogant-looking boys were wearing famous brands, they looked very handsome. Comparison continued.
This feeling of being inferior to others made the young man feel even more uncomfortable. He frowned and snorted, "Hey, I'm talking about you. Didn't you see what the occasion was? If you are a layman who doesn't understand, don't embarrass yourself here. Go to Go back to where you came from."
Others had already come to bully him. No matter how cold-hearted Song Ye was, he could not ignore it. She stood up abruptly and stood in front of the young man with her straight back. The latter was so frightened that he stepped back and stepped on other people's feet.
"What the hell, what do you mean?" The young man was embarrassed and started to swear in anger.
Song Ye's expression was deserted, without even a hint of expression. He just replied lightly, "A good dog doesn't block the way."
This sentence directly scolded the three people opposite.
"What?" The young man was so angry that he couldn't speak. The two followers standing behind him immediately stepped forward to protect their master, "You dare to talk to our Young Master Sun like this, you are so impatient."
Mr. Sun? Song Ye's calm eyes fell on the young man in front of him. He was indeed wearing a brand-name suit that showed a sense of superiority, but in front of her, he was just a young man.
Although Song Ye had no expression, Sun Shao felt that he was being ridiculed from the inside out for no reason under this kind of scrutiny.
Originally, he was in a bad mood today, and he just wanted to vent his unhappiness with Song Ye, but he didn't expect that this soft persimmon was a thorn in the side. Instead of soothing his mood, it made him angry. He didn't want to say any more nonsense at the moment, gritting his teeth. He just yelled, "Beat me, beat me to death, I will be responsible for anything that happens."
When the follower behind heard this, he was all excited and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Sun, I will definitely beat this kid until his parents don't even recognize him."
It was not easy to get Sun Shao's appreciation. After the two expressed their loyalty, they clenched their fists and waved towards Song Ye's handsome face.
Make you beautiful and make you cry later!
Several people stood very close to each other when they were arguing. The boy's hands and feet were nimble and he punched very fast. Some people watching around him couldn't help but exclaimed, and some girls even covered their eyes and didn't dare to look.
But after waiting for a long time, the expected commotion did not happen. Even the young man who attacked was stunned. He stared at his fist being caught in the slender fingers, unable to move.
"Let go!" The young man became angry and raised his leg upwards to kick. The extremely tough high leg raise forced the two sides to separate quickly.
With this move alone, Song Ye could be sure that the young man had practiced some boxing and kicking.
As soon as her eyes moved, she became interested instantly, "Since I want to practice, I will practice with you."
As Song Ye spoke, he rolled up his cuffs. His long, white arms were in good shape, but in the next second, his hands punched fiercely, much faster than the young man.
The young man did not expect that Song Ye was capable, so he subconsciously raised his hand to hide, but as soon as his arm met the fist, there was a snapping sound in his ears, and severe pain hit him. He could hardly suppress his voice, "Ah... "
The screams were rapid and sharp, falling on everyone's ears and arousing goosebumps.
It took so much strength to break the boy's arm with one punch. Song Ye's move was simply frightening.
Song Ye frowned and retracted his fist, then realized something was wrong.
Last time when he taught Xiaodao a lesson and broke his arm in a private house, Song Ye thought it was the child's osteoporosis and the fact that he had used his own strength to cause it. He never thought that this time he would actually hit him, but the effect would still be the same.
She looked at her plain white palms and suddenly realized that it was the supernatural power that had changed her physique.
"You brat, if you dare to hurt anyone, I won't beat you to death." Seeing his companion folding his arm, the young man turned red with anger and came towards Song Ye to face his merits.
This time Song Ye put his hands behind his back in time, raised his foot and kicked sideways. Finally, he grabbed the young man's shoulder and tackled him with a beautiful over-the-shoulder throw.
The white jacket fluttered up and down during the movements, and the black jeans made the legs passing by the hall strong and straight. Each move was like clouds and flowing water. Coupled with that handsome face, he was simply handsome. The whole audience.
Many girls present were stunned. Their eyes could not stop looking at Song Ye's face, and they blushed inexplicably.
Sun Shao stood aside and watched the two followers being dealt with. Only then did he realize something was wrong. He took two steps back cautiously and threatened, "Wait for me. Don't leave if you have the guts."
After saying this, the person turned around and ran away. A discerning person would know at a glance that he was afraid of being beaten and ran away.
Song Ye calmly withdrew her gaze, not even looking at the two teenagers who were lying on the ground wailing, and continued to go back to the stall to pick out rough stones. This time, she actually found a few good stones.
When the boss saw that she was still interested in buying something, he immediately made a sad face and said, "Oh, my ancestor, you are beating the young master in charge here. You can leave while no one is here. My little stall is terrible." I can’t bear it.”
"Well, let's pay first." Song Ye didn't even look at his sad face and directly brought two or three rough stones to the table.
It was true that the emperor was not in a hurry to kill the eunuch. The boss was afraid of getting into trouble, so he just glanced at it and made a price, "One hundred yuan, three hundred yuan, take it and leave quickly."
Song Ye was stunned. He never thought that this rough stone the size of half a watermelon was so cheap. He directly paid for it and packed it in a bag. When he was about to leave, there was another commotion in the crowd, rushing from far to near. Footsteps broke in, led by a middle-aged man. When he saw the young man rolling on the ground, his expression changed, and he strode over, "Yu Ming, Yu Cheng."
"Haha, you really dare to stand. Dad, he was the one who injured us. We can't let him go." Sun Shao followed the man, with a arrogant look on his face. He was not as panicked and scared as before.
When Sun Ze saw the chaos at the scene, he frowned tightly and stared at Song Ye with unkind eyes, "Which family are you a child from? Where are you adults?" Before confirming the other party's identity, he was still suppressing his anger. , so as not to hit the muzzle later.
Song Ye had long seen through the other party's snobbery, and said with a cold expression: "I came alone."
one person? Hearing this, Sun Ze's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to directly greet the bodyguard behind him, "Since you broke someone else's hand, you should also leave one hand to apologize."
After the words fell, five or six bodyguards came forward and surrounded the weak Song Ye.