Chapter three hundred and ninety first fight again
Zhang Yang turned his head and saw her sad and pretty face, and his heart ached. He had some doubts at first, but now he couldn't ask any more questions.
"Haha, this old man like me originally wanted to introduce you to each other, but I didn't expect that you already know each other."
The old man laughed, breaking the tense and awkward atmosphere and continued: "Everyone sit down, let's have a drink, and I will also try what this foreign wine tastes like."
"Grandpa Mai, why don't you sit down? Yehan is coming over to offer you a glass of wine. I also want to go over and spend time with grandpa." Song Yehan picked up the wine glass and said it was a toast, but he drank it all first.
"Old Song is here too? Why don't you come over and have a drink together?" The old man frowned, his cunning eyes in the past became dim, and his words were filled with vicissitudes of life.
It can be heard from the words that he knew Song Yehan's grandfather, and was very familiar with him. Otherwise, why would he call Lao Song casually?
You must know that the four major families are so prestigious and powerful because of the hard work of the older generation, and the Lao Song he mentioned is naturally not a simple person.
At the same time, Zhang Yang also had doubts about the identity of the old man. How could such a shabby old man be related to the four major families? Even Song Yehan respected him very much. Although this respect was a little hypocritical, at least he kept it.
Everyone gave him enough face...
"He is in a bad mood and always misses the past."
At this point, Song Yehan sighed, put away his usual hypocritical smile and continued: "I also advised him to enjoy his old age. Maybe it is because he is old and always feels nostalgic and depressed every day, which makes me feel particularly uneasy.
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"A person who is about to be buried, why do you think so much?"
Although the old man said this, he said with the same sadness on his face: "I think we all crawled out from among the dead back then. We should have seen through everything, why should we think so much? We are heartless.
Just live the rest of your life."
He spoke calmly, which was in line with his joking and joking character just now, but his words sounded sad like an old man's twilight years.
"I will give him good advice."
"Well, he has such a sensible grandson like you. It's a blessing he got in his previous life. It's really rare to be young and talented!" The old man started to praise.
Damn it, do you praise a young man like this when you meet him? Zhang Yang felt very uncomfortable when he heard him praising Song Yehan, and cursed secretly in his heart.
"Thank you Grandpa Mai for the compliment."
Song Yehan's handsome face was icy and frosty, completely different from his previous expression. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said: "Grandpa Mai is lonely. The prestige and honor he has worked hard for all his life have been destroyed by his son in one day."
, I have nothing to say, and I have to bear the stigma for him. It is so unfair to you, but it seems that Grandpa Mai’s mentality is indeed very good. My grandpa should learn more like you."
As soon as he said these words, everyone in the room was stunned. Although his words were plain, they were full of cynicism.
If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, he would probably never believe that these harsh words came from the mouth of the well-educated Song Yehan.
The smile on the face of the young man who came with the old man gradually became stiff, his hands were clenched tightly, and the veins on his arms popped out, showing that he was very angry inside.
"Haha, I thought you were here to toast my old man with a glass of wine, but it turns out you came to see how miserable I am?"
The old man was extremely angry, but he still said with ridicule on his face: "Old Song is also an upright person. I didn't expect that my children and grandchildren would like to beat around the bush so much."
"A drink to you? How much suffering did our Song family suffer from your son? Now that you are in such old age, it can be regarded as a kind of retribution."
Song Yehan's eyes flashed with hatred, which showed that he hated the old man's son deeply, and his words at this time clearly vented this hatred on the old man.
"Retribution? I, an old man, live an honest life and never believe in retribution." The old man smiled, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, and continued: "Old Song has you as his grandson, and I, the old man, also have a granddaughter..."
"And I am my granddaughter and son-in-law." Zhang Yang took over the conversation and said with a smirk before he could finish.
Although he didn't know what happened between the two families, he could feel the old man's loneliness and helplessness. Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked Ye Wenqian to be his goddaughter.
This can only be regarded as a feeble counterattack...
Of course, it is undeniable that Zhang Yang's disgust with Song Yehan made him deliberately confess his relationship with Ye Wenqian. While helping the old man, he also gave Song Yehan a slap in the face.
Ye Wenqian stood there blankly, with no expression on her pretty face. Maybe it was because everyone's words were so sudden that she was completely confused...
Song Yehan's mouth twitched and he was speechless. He could only look at the old man and Zhang Yang with fierce eyes.
The atmosphere in the private room instantly became tense, and the air was filled with a strong smell of *.
Of course, this scene is what Zhang Yang wants to see. He just takes this opportunity to try the kung fu of Song Yehan and the others. Are they the three people in the underground workshop that day?
"Just a bitch who doesn't know how to show appreciation..." The bearded man said coldly with disdain on his lips.
"You are just a dog raised by a man named Song. You have no right to speak." Zhang Yang's eyes flashed with fierceness and he continued to stimulate the big man.
"you wanna die……"
The bearded man could no longer control his anger. After scolding him, he suddenly took action and punched Zhang Yang hard in the face.
As soon as he took action, Zhang Yang felt very disappointed. Although his skills were not weak, he was obviously far behind the man in black...
But since he had verbally insulted Ye Wenqian, Zhang Yang had already made up his mind to teach him a lesson. He would vent his anger on Ye Wenqian's behalf and at the same time attack Song Yehan's arrogance.
Zhang Yang was about to fight back when he saw a figure flash past and quickly rush towards the bearded man.
boom!
ah……
As the big man screamed, he flew out, hit the wall hard and fell to the ground.
The one who took action was actually a young man who came with the old man. His movements were fast, fierce, and crisp, not inferior to the skills of those special forces.
"Damn it, I'll kill you." The bearded man struggled to get up, took out a black pistol from his waist, and pointed the black muzzle at the young man.
His skills were not weak, but he had just focused on attacking Zhang Yang, so he was caught off guard by the young man, so he was so embarrassed. He couldn't help but become angry and angry, and he directly exposed the guy.
The young man rushed over, kicked him on the wrist, and kicked the pistol away.
Just when he was about to continue to deal with the opponent, he felt a burst of fragrance coming towards him. Knowing that it was the woman next to Song Yehan who had taken action, he instinctively reacted by flying in the air and kicking the opponent sideways.
As a masculine man, he will inevitably have reservations when dealing with women. Although he is very fast, he does not use all his strength. After all, there is no deep hatred between the two parties. They are just teaching each other out of anger. There is no need to fight to the death.
What's more, the other party is still a weak woman...
The woman reached out and grabbed his ankle, patted his leg lightly with her little hand, and then hit his chest with a palm. Her movements were light and elegant, as graceful as a dancing butterfly.
The young man's legs went numb and he couldn't use any strength at all, but his chest felt like a huge boulder hitting him. His feet flew off the ground and he fell towards the dining table in the center.
Zhang Yang was shocked. When the young man was about to fall on the table, he reached out and grabbed his arm, pulled him firmly and placed him on the ground. He smiled and said: "Don't smash the table.
It’s not cheap here.”
When the young man heard his teasing words, his face turned red. After breaking free from his arm, he rushed forward to compete with him again.
It's no wonder that he is very confident in his own skills, but because of his soft heart, he is being plotted by the other party. It is understandable that he is very unwilling and wants to regain some face.
"The other party is coming for me, why do you have the nerve to let you take action?" Zhang Yang took his arm again and stopped him with a smile.
The woman's attack was so fast that Zhang Yang didn't see clearly how she could defeat the very skilled young man with just one move. However, one thing is certain, the woman knows the acupuncture points of the human body very well.
Although the young man took action hastily when he was attacked, the force was still very strong. She could easily remove the opponent's force. It was obvious that she had controlled the acupuncture points on his legs, preventing him from using any force.
This gave Zhang Yang a glimmer of hope. After all, the Son-Mother Soul-Seizing Needle also relies on attacking the dead points of the human body to kill the opponent. Therefore, they often study medicine first and have a good understanding of the structure of human acupuncture points before practicing this technique.
Domineering acupuncture.
In other words, the woman in front of him may be the one who attacked him in the underground workshop, and Song Yehan is one of the men in black...
After finishing speaking, the young man did not wait for an answer, and turned around and walked towards the woman. He was not in a hurry for revenge and could not start a big fight in the club.
Instead, he wanted to confirm the identity of the other party first. After all, there were still too many questions to be answered between Song Yehan and the woman.
The woman's pretty face still showed no expression. When Zhang Yang walked two or three meters away from her, he suddenly pounced on her.
Zhang Yang had been on guard for a long time, and the opponent's attacks were just as he expected, attacking important acupuncture points on his body everywhere. As long as one was hit, although he would not be killed, he would instantly lose his combat effectiveness.
The woman's slender arms were waving more like a dancer, with graceful movements but murderous intent...
"Such a beautiful girl would be great as a doctor, so why does she have to learn such vicious kung fu?" Zhang Yang said as he dodged with a smile.
The woman did not speak, but instead attacked faster and faster, suddenly flying up and kicking Zhang Yang in the lower abdomen.
She was wearing a pair of black leather shoes, and her feet were very small and sexy. When Zhang Yang reached out to grab her ankles and wanted to tease her, he saw a few plum blossom needles as thin as hair suddenly flashing out of the leather shoes, flashing black
The light pierced toward the lower abdomen. (To be continued)