He stretched out his hand to fight back and grabbed Pei Chuan's collar, but was unable to struggle.
Pei Chuan exerted force again, Ye Xuwei's eyes rolled up, his breath was as thin as a thread, and there was a strange sound in his throat.
"I've seen a lot of dandies in Kyoto, and I've fought against quite a few of them. The one who can take advantage of me hasn't appeared yet." Pei Chuan let go with disdain, and sneered: "It's no use leaving you a way out.
It means that I am afraid of the Ye family, but I want you to live and see clearly how Lu Hang left the entertainment city. You will be like him."
"You fart." Huang Ju cursed while holding his shattered right arm: "The Lu family has a history with your Kunlun family, but my Huang family does not. Not everyone is like Lu Zhixia who eats everything."
"Yes." Yun Song responded sharply: "I have informed my aunt, what can you do to the Xiao family, one of the top ten families in Kyoto."
Pei Chuan said with great interest: "Really? Then do you know that Xiao Minghe, the little princess of the Xiao family, your cousin, now lives in our Kunlun headquarters building."
"Oh, she was called back to Xiao's house by her father tonight. She said there was a guest at home."
"A few days ago, we were having dinner at the same table, and she called me Brother Pei."
Yun Song looked panicked and refuted loudly: "Don't talk nonsense here. It will ruin the reputation of our Xiao family."
"My cousin Minghe has always kept herself clean, how could she hang out with a scum like you?"
Pei Chuan came back to me and took out the half pack of smoke from Hu Ying's jacket pocket: "It's your turn to perform. Call Xiao Minghe and ask her when the Xiao family will come over. It's just a matter of waiting.
It’s nothing.”
I checked the time and it was past one in the morning.
Wouldn't calling Xiao Minghe at this time disturb someone's dreams?
So I flatly refused and said: "Don't worry, someone from the Xiao family will definitely come. It doesn't matter if Ming He can't get through."
While he was talking, a Kunlun disciple came forward with his waist up and reported: "Master Pei, eight hundred inner disciples, and one thousand guard hall disciples have all arrived outside the entertainment city and are waiting."
"Well, go down and tell Situ Ran not to act rashly without my order, just stay there." Pei Chuan ordered.
The Kunlun disciples clasped their fists and left in a hurry.
At the other end of the passage, Xie Mao Mao, wearing a Tang suit, appeared at some point.
He wore a pair of old cloth shoes, his hair was messy, his face was greasy, and his beard was sloppy.
Just like when I first saw him at Zhuwailou, he was bleary-eyed and breathless, feeling like he could lie down and fall asleep anytime, anywhere.
Yun Song was overjoyed and shouted: "Uncle Cat, I'm here."
Pei Chuan was surprised and said: "I thought the Xiao family would have a big manager or something like that, but I didn't expect Uncle Cat to take action himself."
I said nervously: "What do you mean? I can't teach Yun Song a lesson?"
Pei Chuan ignored me, took out the lighter from his pocket, trotted forward, blew smoke to Xie Xiaomao and said: "Uncle Cat, what kind of wind is blowing tonight? It brought you here."
"Blame it on me, hey, blame me for not doing things right. My nephew will apologize to you first."
Pei Chuan stood obediently, blocking the wind with his hands, and helped Xie Maomao light the cigarette and said: "It's just a small misunderstanding, but you won't come. For Minghe's sake, I will break both of his legs at most."
Don’t hurt his life.”
Xie Mao Mao took a long breath of smoke, squinted at Pei Chuan and said, "Kunlun is making such a big move, and all the forces in Kyoto are moving closer to the entertainment city. Tell me, what kind of crooked tricks are you playing? Why don't I understand."
Pei Chuan hesitated and said: "Senior Sister, I am just following orders."
Xie Mao Mao took a few steps and came to me.
He looked me up and down while holding a cigarette in his mouth and said, "I'm just telling you why your boy makes me feel so familiar. He is Lao San's nephew."
"Hey, where is your third uncle? He still owes me a drink."
