The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 11 Security

Ye Xing snorted coldly, "Who am I, you are not qualified to know."

"I don't need to know who you are either."

"You bumped into our young master's hand today, so you are not good-looking!"

There was a cold breath in Yexing's voice.

His eyes released a cold light.

Like a sharp sword.

The aura around him was even more ruthless.

Ye Xing is Jun Mohan's subordinate, he is not a bodyguard thug, he is comparable to the shadow guards of the general family.

His coldness was revealed at this moment.

Not to mention the young master was angry, he was even angry after seeing the scene just now.

They actually wanted to plot against Miss Feng.

If he and the young master hadn't come here, one can imagine what Miss Feng would be like.

He knows the young master's anger best.

The waiter didn't react at all, he was humiliated and very angry.

Also angrily, "What are you, dare to talk to us like that!"

"Do you know where we are here!"

The waiter said arrogantly, looking at people with his nostrils upturned.

The corner of Ye Xing's mouth curled up in a cold arc, without saying a word, he kicked the waiter directly.

"Where is this place, I know best."

"Bump bump..."

The sound of fighting continued.

It was the sound of punching and kicking, and the waiter couldn't even fight back.

"Ah...ah..."

The waiter was in so much pain that he couldn't speak at all, he could only howl, he was not Ye Xing's opponent at all.

"Come on, come on, teach him, teach him..."

The waiter yelled again in pain, calling out his accomplices.

Let them teach this person a lesson.

There are so many of them, and they are afraid that this person will fail.

There are quite a few of his accomplices, all of whom belong to this bar, all of them are holding iron bars, and want to beat Ye Xing.

Ye Xing looked at these people with cold and disdainful eyes.

These people wanted to fight him, but they didn't even look where he came from.

He has received the most severe training since he was a child, which is not comparable to these people.

Ye Xing took out the iron rod from the wall next to him, and started to fight with the group of people.

"bump……"

"boom……"

"Ah... it hurts..."

"Forgive me...a good man, forgive me..."

As soon as you see the moves, you can see the strong one.

There was almost no sparring, and Xi'er was no match for Ye Xing.

"You... who are you?"

These people looked at Jun Mohan, then at Yexing, and asked in horror.

Ye Xing said coldly: "I told you, you have no right to know."

How mysterious and powerful the young master's identity is, it's not something these people can know.

Feng Sujin fell to the ground, watching this scene, thinking that Jun Mohan's people saved her, a feeling of gratitude overflowed her heart.

Just now she was really scared, very scared.

But when she saw Jun Mohan's person at this time, she actually felt a sense of security.

When she was about to lose her mind, she also saw Jun Mohan appearing in front of her eyes.

He is still so good-looking, as if he came out of a poem or painting.

Not affected by the surrounding environment at all.

Ethereal and hazy, but so beautiful, people don't want to blink when looking at it.

"help me……"

Feng Sujin supported herself strongly, grabbed Jun Mohan's trousers with the last bit of strength, and said this sentence.

Her voice is soft and weak.

Jun Mohan looked down at Feng Sujin who was on the ground, seeing her stubborn helplessness and pleading eyes.

A faint light flashed in his calm eyes.

(Group, thank you for your support. I am very touched to see many familiar and lovely figures supporting me. I love you. The story of this book is even more exciting. You can rest assured to read it)

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