20. Chapter 20 Use your fists to deal with scoundrels 2
"Su Yu? Are you coming to sing?" At this moment, the disgusting guy Zhang Mohan suddenly appeared and greeted the general manager familiarly: "Master Ye is here too!"
"It's Mo Han!" The man in a suit named Ye also greeted with a smile.
Zhang Mohan came over affectionately, but Su Yu didn't even look at him. The guy wasn't embarrassed either. He looked like he was doing well, looked at Yang Di with contempt, and then asked Mr. Ye:
"Master Ye, what happened? These two are my friends."
"We found someone at the cashier using fake chao, so we stopped these three people." Young Master Ye felt something was wrong between Zhang Mohan and Yang Di, and immediately changed his attention.
"How could it be? I know both Su Yu and Jiajia, they are definitely not that kind of people." Zhang Mohan looked shocked and tried his best to deny it.
"I also think that the two ladies are not such people, but it is this gentleman who paid the money, so..." Mr. Ye said pretending to be embarrassed.
"Yang Di?" Zhang Mohan seemed to have just discovered Yang Di at this time, and shouted in surprise: "What are you doing here, a poor boy like you? Don't you have the money to pretend to be a rich man?"
"Mo Han, you also know this gentleman!"
"I know a college student studying in a rural area. The Imperial City is a high-end KTV, and people like him can't afford it. I'm afraid..."
"You two are so disgusting!" Yang Di watched them quietly singing the double act, but Su Yu, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke up. The cold voice made Zhang Mohan stop in shock.
"That's right, it's disgusting!" Zhou Jiajia also agreed with contempt.
Do you really think that others are three-year-old children who sing and act together in harmony, who can be deceived by their appearance of colluding with each other?
"Su Yu, how could you say that..." Zhang Mohan held back his face. He didn't expect that Su Yu would defend Yang Di, and his admiring heart hurt fiercely.
"I'm just telling the truth." Su Yu replied to him coldly.
Yang Di looked at Zhang Mohan and said with a sneer: "Zhang Mohan, how come you, such a stupid idiot, can meet you everywhere?"
"Shut up!" Zhang Mohan was despised by the goddess in his heart, and he almost collapsed, and he yelled at Yang Di angrily.
Spit sprayed all over his face, Yang Di's eyebrows were twitching, Zhang Mohan took two steps forward and approached Su Yu, his disgustingly handsome face extremely distorted.
"Su Yu, you cousin, don't think that just because I like you, you can despise me... Who the hell touches me..."
A chill flashed in Yang Di's eyes, and he tapped his finger on his shoulder, but Zhang Mohan seemed to be completely crazy. He shook his shoulders and continued to approach Su Yu. Dirty words kept coming out of his mouth, which frightened him.
Zhou Jiajia hugged Su Yu's arm tightly, but Su Yu looked at him calmly and did not take a step back.
Yang Di felt that he could no longer suppress his anger, and grabbed Zhang Mohan's shoulder fiercely. The other party shuddered in resistance, but found that his shoulder was like being hooked by an iron hook, and a huge force twisted his body directly.
What Zhang Mohan saw in his crazy eyes was Yang Di's expressionless face.
"Silly c!" Yang Di spat out two words gently, and then punched Zhang Mohan in the face. His tall body was like clothes in a washing machine, spinning crazily and flying several meters away.
hit the wall.
The left side of his face was swollen so high, blood spurted out of his mouth, his eyes turned white, his legs kicked off, and he fell unconscious.
The place was quiet, and my heart was trembling.
"How could you hit someone?" Young Master Ye was the first to react, with a trace of schadenfreude hanging on his eyebrows.
But as soon as he spoke, Yang Di turned his head sharply and stared at him.
The cold gaze made Mr. Ye's whole body tremble, and he stepped back in fear: "You...what are you going to do?"
"Give you a chance, is the money I gave you real or fake?" Yang Di bit out each word, his fist seemed to be boiling, and white gas swirled out.
"Really! Really!" Looking at that terrifying fist, Mr. Ye's calves were weak. He didn't want to get punched himself, so he answered immediately.
"Fuck you!" Upon hearing the answer, Yang Di punched him in the stomach. His internal organs were churning, and Young Master Ye covered his stomach and knelt on the ground, twitching continuously.
"General Manager!" The fat bald man and the security captain both shouted in shock, but Yang Di stared at him, and none of them dared to move.
They are no match for a fierce man who can knock someone down with one punch.
"Let's leave!" Yang Di turned around and said to Su Yu.
Su Yu nodded and quickly left the Imperial City KTV with Zhou Jiajia. Yang Di followed them. After exiting the gate, he looked back at Xu Hanlin who took out his phone to call the police and shouted:
"Come to me for revenge! You idiots!"
After he finished speaking, he punched the stone lion outside the door. With his fist full of energy, he punched the marble carved stone lion, and the lion's head shattered to the ground.
After doing this, Yang Di ignored their stunned expressions, took Su Yu and Zhou Jiajia and took a taxi and left.
"Is this...is this guy still a human?" Xu Hanlin swallowed his saliva, hesitating whether he should call the police.
"Old Xu, that guy is probably a warrior..." Captain Zhao patted the old man on the shoulder as a friendly reminder. "The law may not be able to restrain that kind of person."
Dripping raindrops hit the car window. Su Yu was still sitting elegantly and quietly in the back seat. Zhou Jiajia repeated the scene just now with a smile on her face excitedly. Yang Di sat in the front seat of the taxi and talked lightly with Zhou Jiajia.
It was originally a good mood, but it was ruined by others. Zhou Jiajia also complained:
"It's all my fault, I came here and wasted my good mood."
"It's okay, we still had a lot of fun singing." Yang Di replied calmly. However, he stared at the rearview mirror and was more concerned about Su Yu's mood. After all, Zhang Mohan cursed her full of shit.
"Baby Yu, that ink letter is really nothing. Don't take it to heart." Zhou Jiajia was obviously a good best friend. She also held Su Yu's hand worriedly and comforted her.
"It's okay." Su Yu replied calmly. The street lights in the city began to light up at night, as if his mood did not fluctuate at all.
"Na na! Yang Di, you failed to protect the beauty! You actually made Zhang Mohan spit feces all over his mouth. Girls are very fragile..." Zhou Jiajia slightly blamed Yang Di. Yang Di also regretted it. He should have spoken before Zhang Mohan.
He was beaten away in an instant.
"It's okay!" Su Yu shook his head again and said calmly: "Yang Di, force cannot solve everything."
"Yes, but he can be the most straightforward protector." Yang Di nodded, and Su Yu's words clearly contained some concern for him.
"Force should be used to help the weak." Su Yu stared at Yang Di with a stubborn look. It was obvious that Su Yu was very concerned about the three punches thrown out today.
"I prefer to use force to protect the people I like." Yang Di opened the window slightly. Su Yu's kindness made the atmosphere a little stuffy. He blew the cold wind and let the raindrops fall on his arms. He didn't look back, just put his
My thoughts came out.
Su Yu didn't answer for a while. Zhou Jiajia stared at the two of them with an ambiguous smile. Yang Di twisted a little and added, "You should use fists when dealing with scoundrels."