Chapter 665 Meeting the Yang Family’s Directed Descendants Again
After staying at their house until 7:45, Xing Luo took Zhao Yu, Zhao Jie, and Wang Ying to the stadium to watch Liang Yurong's concert.
Zhu Bin was not very interested in the concert. He could fly, so he flew directly into the sky and screamed. Then he went home excitedly and turned on his computer to play League of Legends.
Arriving at the stadium, Xing Luo walked directly through the back door and entered, but heard a loud noise inside.
"Young Master Yang, I'm already giving you a lot of face by letting you go backstage. You'd better respect yourself," Liang Yurong looked at the wretched young man in front of her with her beautiful eyes and shouted.
"Hey, Yu Rong, we also grew up together in Sijiu City. We are more or less childhood sweethearts. I happen to be in Jiangcheng City, so it's not a big deal to come over and see our childhood sweethearts," the wretched young man chuckled. He said shamelessly.
"Huh," Liang Yurong snorted coldly. The Liang family is just a second-rate family in the capital. Although she and Wu Ziling are very close, it is only a personal relationship. The Wu family will not offend the Liang family, a second-rate family. The Yang family is also from a wealthy family.
Seeing Liang Yurong like this, the wretched young man became even more courageous and reached out to grab Liang Yurong's hand.
Lina pulled Liang Yurong quickly from the side, with a cold light in her eyes. Although she was Liang Yurong's manager, she also had good kung fu, and was nourished and strengthened by Xingluo. She was now in the Dan realm. He was already a demigod in the early days, and it didn't take him an instant to deal with a prodigal young man who was not even a warrior.
When the wretched young man saw Lina, he was also very surprised by the breast development and the wild charm of Western women. He rubbed his hands and said: "Beautiful Miss Western, hello, I am Yang Zhixiu, a direct descendant of the Yang family in the capital."
"Boy, no matter you are a direct descendant of the six most powerful families in China or a direct descendant of Secretary Jiang, you cannot touch Miss Yu Rong, otherwise don't blame me for throwing you out," Lina said with a cold face.
"Throw me out, okay, let's see who throws whom," Yang Zhixiu laughed immediately upon hearing this and clapped his hands. Six bodyguards in black clothes suddenly walked up behind him.
Lina's face turned cold. When she took a step forward, a gray stream of light appeared in front of the six people in an instant. Then she pressed it down with a light palm, and the six people's chests suddenly sank. Their throats felt sweet, and the blood was mixed with the internal organs. Minced meat spurted out.
"When did the artists under my company fall to the point where rich kids pay for dinner?" Get up and say quietly.
"You...I am a direct descendant of the Yang family, and Yang Zhidong, the crown prince of the capital, is my cousin. If you are wise, let me go quickly, or you will have a hard time in the future," Yang Zhixiu looked panicked and grabbed Xing Luo's arms tightly with both hands. Right hand, said hurriedly.
"Even if I kill you, your old man won't dare to say a word. Do you believe it or not?" Just break your limbs,"
"You...you..." Yang Zhixiu looked at Xing Luo with a horrified expression, so frightened that he couldn't even speak.
"I don't know how to make phone calls," Xing Luohan said with a face.
Hearing this, Yang Zhixiu also knew that the young man in front of him was a martial artist, so he gritted his teeth and took out his mobile phone, dialed Yang Zhidong's number, and said, "Cousin, I... I'm in Jiangcheng City,"
"Oh, what's the matter," a loud voice rang on the phone.
"I was beaten, and the six bodyguards around me were also beaten so hard that their chests were dented and their internal organs were slightly shattered," Yang Zhixiu said with a pale face.
"Is there such a thing?" Yang Zhidong was obviously shocked, and immediately said: "Do you know who the other party is?"
"No, I don't know," Yang Zhixiu looked at Xing Luo fearfully.
"My surname is Xiao and my name is Xingluo," Xingluo said loudly.
Without Yang Zhixiu's reminder, Yang Zhidong's heart was greatly shaken on the other side of the phone. The previous scenes appeared in his mind, and for the first time, a touch of fear appeared in his usually calm eyes.
"Big, cousin, his name is Xiao Xingluo," Yang Zhixiu was not with Yang Zhidong when he was a child, so he rarely knew that Yang Zhidong would fight with a child when he was a child, so he didn't know much about Xingluo's reputation.
"I know,"
Yang Zhidong almost roared out. He roared: "If you want to survive, you kowtow to the other party immediately and apologize. Otherwise, even if he kills you, the old man will never say anything. It's time for you to wake up. Don't do it every time." If something happens, just call home and ask for help. If you offend someone you shouldn't offend, go wipe your own butt."
Yang Zhixiu was stunned by Yang Zhidong's roar. At first, he thought Xing Luo was just joking, but he didn't expect that Xing Luo was capable of this. Now when he heard Yang Zhidong's words, he felt as if he was shocked. He was stunned.
"I will break his limbs if he touches someone he shouldn't touch or walks into a place he shouldn't," Xing Luo said softly.
At this time, Yang Zhixiu also quickly turned on the speakerphone. Yang Zhidong also heard the sound of the speakerphone and Xing Luo's words, and finally smiled bitterly: "Little Prince, long time no see,"
Little prince.
Hearing Yang Zhidong's words, Yang Zhixiu was immediately stunned. Although he had never heard of the name Xiao Xingluo, he had heard of the reputation of the little prince, who beat his cousin to a black face when he was a child.
"You are the fourth generation of the Yang family, and this is the second time you have offended me," Xing Luo said calmly.
"The second time," Yang Zhidong was stunned, and then said: "Zhixiu just saw you today,"
"Three years ago, Yang Zhicheng, Royal Club," Xing Luo reminded lightly.
Hearing this, Yang Zhidong thought silently for a while, and finally his body trembled and his face looked frightened. No wonder Zhang Xiyu, who usually didn't go out at that time, walked out of the Royal Club.
Moreover, at that time, Yang Zhidong felt that the young man who defeated the masters around Wu Ziling was somewhat familiar, but he did not think about the little prince because Xing Luo had disappeared for ten years and had not heard anything about him in ten years. , but the Xiao family is a cultivating family.
It is inevitable that warriors will die and be injured. He initially guessed that the little prince died during a training session, but he did not expect that he survived and became stronger than before.
In the end, Yang Zhidong could only shake his head and smile bitterly and said: "I know that I am no match for you. If you had not left the capital in the past ten years, the position of Crown Prince would definitely be yours. I have no intention of offending Zhicheng and Zhixiu. I can only say sorry to you, it was me who failed to take care of the children in my family."