Xia Xiaoyu could tell that this Young Master Song was clearly causing trouble, and he was too lazy to argue with such a person.
"What did you say?"
When Young Master Song heard this, his expression suddenly turned cold and he shouted, "Stop!"
Xia Xiaoyu ignored him and called him crazy, which made him angry. He vowed in his heart that he would teach Xia Xiaoyu a lesson.
However, Xia Xiaoyu did not stop, but slammed the taxi door and said to the driver: "Please, go to Jinling International Hotel."
The taxi driver nodded and immediately started the car.
However, at this moment, Mr. Song stepped in front of the taxi and forced the taxi to stop.
"Boy, how dare you call me crazy!"
Mr. Song stood in the middle of the road, looked at Xia Xiaoyu coldly, and said, "If you don't apologize to me today, don't even think about leaving!"
Xia Xiaoyu's face darkened.
This Young Master Song is clearly being unreasonable and making trouble!
Unreasonable!
Mr. Song was obviously making trouble unreasonably, blocking the car in the middle of the road to prevent the driver from driving.
This person drives a Ferrari, and his family must be very wealthy and noble. How dare a taxi driver hit such a person with his car?
Not to mention bumping into each other, I'm afraid he will obey whatever Mr. Song says.
Seeing that Xia Xiaoyu didn't get out of the car, Mr. Song's expression became more and more gloomy. He slammed the hood of the taxi and shouted: "This driver, I'm warning you, if you dare to take this person away, I will
I’ll make it impossible for you to survive in Jinling!”
"this……"
The driver's eyes suddenly became a little frightened, and he looked at Xia Xiaoyu with embarrassment, "Sir, I, I don't want to cause trouble."
The implication of those words was clearly that he was chasing Xia Xiaoyu out of the car.
"It's not your fault."
Xia Xiaoyu waved his hand and did not embarrass the driver.
After getting off the car, he glanced at Young Master Song coldly, "What do you want?"
"You said I'm crazy, so you have to apologize to me!"
Song Shao came to Xia Xiaoyu coldly and said word by word: "And, I will also beat you!"
While speaking, he waved his fist and flashed in front of Xia Xiaoyu.
His behavior was a provocation, trying to scare Xia Xiaoyu into bowing his head and apologizing.
"I refuse!"
Xia Xiaoyu snorted coldly, and when his fist was raised in front of his eyes, he refused without even blinking.
"What did you say?"
Mr. Song looked at Xia Xiaoyu with admiration in his eyes, "You are so brave. I can't even scare you, but you dare to refuse to apologize."
In the past, he had shaken his fists in front of other rich second-generation officials and second-generation officials, and those people all subconsciously avoided him, extremely scared.
Xia Xiaoyu was indifferent. This was the first time he saw it, which made him curious.
"This is better, I like hard bones! Hehe..."
Mr. Song laughed and said to Xia Xiaoyu: "You have a fight with me. If you can knock me down, you can leave, and I won't embarrass you."
"Really?" Xia Xiaoyu asked in a deep voice.
"Of course it's true!"
Mr. Song nodded affirmatively and said with a disdainful look: "However, I want to remind you that I am a member of the Jinling Martial Arts Association. I know Wing Chun, and I can also..."
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to take action!"
Xia Xiaoyu frowned. He had no time to listen to this person's nonsense, so he interrupted him directly.
"You want to take action?"
Mr. Song was startled, then sneered, and immediately put on a posture, "Come on, let me teach you a lesson..."
Bang!
However, before he finished speaking, Xia Xiaoyu raised his fist and punched him hard.
Suddenly, Young Master Song felt dizzy and stumbled back.
"He, did he take action?"
Mr. Song shook his head, trying to wake himself up, and looked at Xia Xiaoyu in shock, "You, you just hit me?"
Xia Xiaoyu's attack just now was so fast that he didn't even see how Xia Xiaoyu punched.
"right!"
Xia Xiaoyu said calmly: "Didn't you see clearly? Do you want to continue?"
"Are you laughing at me?"
Hearing this, Young Master Song showed anger in his eyes. He put on an offensive stance and said angrily: "Don't think you are complacent because you hit me just now. Let me tell you, I just confirmed that your strength is too small. Since you have already taken action, I will also
It’s time to get serious, you should die!”
After speaking, he quickly approached Xia Xiaoyu and raised his fist to hit Xia Xiaoyu.
"Too slow!"
Xia Xiaoyu shook his head. Facing Young Master Song's attack, he simply punched out again, directly breaking through Young Master Song's defense and hitting Young Master Song in the head again.
Kick, kick, kick!
Mr. Song retreated again, feeling dizzy and unable to stand still. He felt as if he had drunk too much.
My head hurts and I feel dizzy.
"how so?"
Mr. Song covered his head and looked at Xia Xiaoyu in disbelief.
Xia Xiaoyu just stood there simply, but he gave him an aura as majestic as a mountain.
"Is this guy a master?" Mr. Song was shocked.
He had only seen this kind of momentum from his master.
But he did not admit defeat.
Next, he attacked again. However, after he tried his best, he was still knocked out by Xia Xiaoyu with one punch.
In fact, to Xia Xiaoyu, this person was just too weak, and he just wanted to teach this person a lesson. If he really took action, this person would have been killed by him countless times.
"Why is this happening? Who is this guy?"
Mr. Song was knocked to the ground. He covered his head, which had become swollen into a pig's head, and looked at Xia Xiaoyu in disbelief.
At this time, he finally understood that Xia Xiaoyu was a veritable master.
This time he hit the wall. He originally thought he could teach the other rich second generation a lesson, but unexpectedly he was taught a lesson by Xia Xiaoyu. This really brought shame to his grandma's family.
Especially the strange looks from pedestrians and taxi drivers around him made him even more ashamed.
"Can I go now?"
Xia Xiaoyu said calmly, as if what happened just now had never happened.
"No, stop!"
Mr. Song struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes flashing with admiration.
"No way?"
In the Ferrari sports car, when Xia Xiaoyu and Young Master Song were fighting, the beautiful woman watched in stunned silence.
Mr. Song was a master in their circle, but now he was powerless to fight back. This scene was really shocking.
“Be sure to take a photo!”
The beauty took out her mobile phone and took a complete video of the fight between Xia Xiaoyu and Song Shao.
"Didn't you say you defeated all the invincible opponents in Jinling? With this video, I'll see how you can show off in the future!"
An evil smile appeared on the corner of the beauty's mouth, and when she spoke, her eyes towards Xia Xiaoyu also changed somewhat.
She held her chin up and thought, "Young and handsome, with great martial arts skills, and elegantly dressed. There is no such person in Aurous Hill. Could it be that he is from out of town?"