It sounds slow, but in fact it is fast. The two of them exchanged dozens of moves, but it only took a few seconds.
Suddenly there was a sound of cracking silk, then the wind subsided and everything stopped.
All the twinkling figures disappeared, leaving only Ye Xingyu, and Hua Zeyu had already retreated a few steps away.
"You lost!" Hua Zeyu's expression showed a hint of smile, and he raised the rag in his hand.
This thing came from Ye Xingyu's sleeve, and Hua Zeyu seized the opportunity and tore it to pieces with one hand.
If we only look at it from the perspective of fighting, Ye Xingyu has already lost, and Hua Zeyu beat him by half a move.
However, Ye Xingyu smiled and said: "Not necessarily!"
Then, he opened his palm, and there was a button in his palm.
Hua Zeyu's expression suddenly changed, and she immediately raised her hand to touch her collar. Sure enough, she found that the top button was missing, and the collar of her shirt, which was originally fastened, had become slightly open at some point.
Everyone knows that the wrist is not the vital point, but the throat is the fatal point.
If Ye Xingyu had moved up a little when he struck, he might have been able to crush Hua Zeyu's throat.
The outcome was reversed, the decision was made, and the loser turned out to be Hua Zeyu.
After all, with all his strength, he could only tear off a section of Ye Xingyu's sleeve.
However, Ye Xingyu could easily take off the button on Hua Zeyu's collar without his opponent being aware of it.
Hua Zeyu couldn't figure it out and looked ugly. She asked in a deep voice, "How did you do it?"
Ye Xingyu didn't explain, and he didn't bother to explain. He just cupped his fists and saluted, said "acceptance", and then turned around and left.
The footsteps gradually faded away, and Hua Zeyu did not stop him. Even if he was unwilling, he could only admit defeat.
Moreover, he did not have the ability to keep Ye Xingyu, and the unexpected setback shook his confidence.
…
Outside the bar, people were coming and going, neon lights were flashing, and it was a bustling scene.
As soon as Ye Xingyu walked out of the door, he saw Song Xiayang and his bodyguards, but Song Chunxue was nowhere to be seen.
Song Xiayang just stared at Ye Xingyu coldly, with an unfriendly expression on his face, but did not come to find trouble.
Ye Xingyu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned his eyes to the end of the street. A burgundy sports car was speeding towards him and stopped in front of him.
The driver was Zhuang Jing, and Zhuang Ning was sitting next to him.
Before the car stopped, the little black cat jumped out of the car window and happily jumped into Ye Xingyu's arms, rolling around like a spoiled child.
Zhuang Ning opened the door and got out of the car, opened his mouth and asked: "Mr. Ye, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, don't worry." Ye Xingyu smiled and at the same time stroked the black girl's head with his hand to calm it down.
Gu Ying
As soon as he raised his hand, the torn sleeve was exposed. The attentive Zhuang Jing saw it at a glance, so he asked: "What happened? Did you take action?"
Ye Xingyu was about to answer when a pleasant ringtone suddenly rang on his body, so he took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and answered the call for now.
"Hey, where have you been? Why haven't you come back yet?"
As soon as I heard it, it was Su Yi's voice, soft and sweet, so sweet.
But Ye Xingyu knew that Su Yi would not call him easily if there was nothing serious, so he asked seriously: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
"Well, it's not anything important. I just want to tell you that your friend just woke up and asked you where you were."
The "friend" she spoke of couldn't possibly refer to anyone else, it must be Xuan Rumeng.
Ye Xingyu replied: "Okay, let her wait for me, I will be back soon."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and said to the Zhuang brothers and sisters: "I still have something to do, so I'll take a step first, and you should go back early!"
Zhuang Jing heard a woman's voice on the phone and felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't show it. Instead, she asked calmly: "Do you want me to drive you?"
"No, I drove here too. The car is parked over there!" Ye Xingyu shook his head and refused, pointed in a direction, and then warned, "If anyone comes to trouble you again, please inform me immediately. I will
Don’t turn off your phone at night, you’ll be here whenever you call!”
"Well, I know!" Sensing Ye Xingyu's concern for her, Zhuang Jing's mood immediately improved a lot, and a smile appeared on her face.
…
After saying goodbye to the Zhuang brothers and sisters, Ye Xingyu returned to his car with Mao'er in his arms. However, he did not start the car immediately. Instead, he released the power of his soul to cover the bar just now and peek inside.
Hua Zeyu sat alone in the deserted hall, sipping wine with a dull expression.
Song Xiayang asked the bodyguard to stay outside and came in alone. When he saw Hua Ze being speechless, he asked: "What happened just now? What did you say to my sister? Why did she leave alone? It seemed like she was here
Sulk!”
Faced with a series of questions, Hua Zeyu did not answer even a word. Instead, he said to Song Xiayang in a commanding tone: "That man's name is Ye Xingyu, the night of the night, the star of the starry sky, and the universe of the universe. I need his
Please help me check the intelligence information, the more detailed the better."
"Ye Xingyu? I seem to have heard of this name somewhere!" Song Xiayang frowned and thought hard, but couldn't come up with a result.
Hua Zeyu added: "Su Junzhe, please make an appointment with him tomorrow. In my name, he should give me face."
"Yes." Song Xiayang agreed, walked to sit across from Hua Zeyu, poured himself a glass of wine, and said, "If we can get Su Junzhe and the three of us join forces, we don't have to worry about Zhao Ziqiang and Yan Shaoze.
"
"I have never regarded these two people as opponents because they are not qualified!" Hua Zeyu's attitude was as arrogant as before, and her tone was very cold.
Then, without waiting for the other party to speak, he analyzed again: "Zhao Ziqiang is a pervert, he has no ability, he relies solely on the support of his family, he always only uses his lower body to think about problems, and there is nothing to worry about; while Yan Shaoze is headstrong, impulsive, and has a bad personality
Suspicion and intolerance when things happen, these are his fatal weaknesses, and they are also not worth mentioning."
Song Xiayang agreed very much and agreed with a smile: "That's why I take a liking to you and plan big things with you instead of messing around with the two of them."
"You are smarter than them, at least... you have good vision!" Hua Zeyu raised the glass, touched it with Song Xiayang, took a sip, and then said, "Zhao Ziqiang and I have no friendship, we just use each other. The reason why
The purpose of jointly forming the Fenglinghui is to defeat the princelings in the imperial capital."
Song Xiayang laughed: "Don't forget, I was born in the Imperial Capital, and I am also what you call the 'Princeling of the Imperial Capital'."
"But you and Fang Qingxi have a feud and don't like each other." Hua Zeyu seemed to know a lot of inside information and started talking casually, "I have also heard of Fang Qingxi. He is petty and vindictive. He is not a kind person. You are afraid that he will plot against you.
, of course you need to find a good helper.”
"That's right!" Song Xiayang didn't deny it. "Fang Qingxi, a villain, is always looking for opportunities to suppress me. I can't bear it anymore and I will definitely fight with him to the end!"