Chapter 12 Rough Stone Auction
As soon as Song Ye stretched out his fingers, he saw a rough stone being stepped on under his sneakers. When he looked up, he saw three teenagers looking at him proudly, and the one who spoke sarcastically was the one in the lead.
The three of them glanced at Song Ye's face, and they were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect that the young man who was digging a hole on the ground would have such a handsome face. compared.
This feeling of being a loser made the young man even more uncomfortable, and frowned and snorted coldly, Hey, I'm talking about you, didn't you see what the occasion is, don't be ashamed here if you don't understand, go to Go back where it came from.
Someone had already bullied him, and Song Ye couldn't ignore it no matter how cold he was. She stood up abruptly.
Fuck, what do you mean? The young man lost his face, and began to swear in exasperation.
Song Ye's expression was cold, and he didn't even have a trace of expression, he just replied lightly, A good dog won't stand in the way.
This sentence directly scolded the three people on the opposite side.
What? The boy was so angry that he was speechless, and the two servants standing behind him immediately came forward to protect the master, You dare to talk to our Young Master Sun like this, you are impatient.
Sun Shao? Song Ye's calm gaze fell on the young man in front of him. It was true that he was wearing a famous brand to show a little sense of superiority, but in front of her eyes, he was just stinking.
Although Song Ye didn't show any expression, Sun Shao felt that he was being ridiculed from the inside out for no reason.
Originally, he was in a bad mood today. He just wanted to vent his unhappiness when he was looking for Song Ye, but he didn't want this soft persimmon to be a thorn in the head. Instead of relieving his mood, he caused a fire. He didn't want to say any nonsense at the moment, he gritted his teeth. He roared directly, Beat me, beat me to the death, I'll be responsible if something goes wrong.
When the attendant heard it, he was all excited, Don't worry, Young Master Sun, I'm sure his parents won't recognize this kid.
After finally getting Sun Shao's appreciation, the two of them expressed their loyalty and clenched their fists and waved towards Song Ye's handsome face.
Make you beautiful, and make you cry later!
When several people were arguing, they stood very close. The young man had sensitive hands and feet, and the speed of punching was very fast. Some people watching around couldn't help but exclaim, and some girls even covered their eyes and dared not look.
But after waiting for a long time, the expected commotion did not occur, and even the young man who attacked was stunned, staring at his fist caught in his slender fingers, unable to move.
Let it go! The boy was angry, he lifted his leg up and kicked, and the high leg lift with excellent toughness forced the two sides to quickly separate.
With this move alone, Song Ye can be sure that the teenager has practiced some fists and kicks.
As soon as her eyes moved, she instantly became interested, Since you want to practice, I will practice with you.
Song Ye rolled up his cuffs as he spoke, his slender and white arms were in good shape, but in the next second, those hands suddenly punched, much faster than the young man.
The teenager didn't expect Song Ye to have the skills, so he raised his hand and ducked subconsciously, but just as his arm met his fist, there was a crackling sound in his ear, and the pain hit, he could hardly suppress his voice, Ah... …”
The screams were hurried and sharp, falling into everyone's ears, causing goosebumps.
Smashing the boy's arm with one punch, what a mighty force it takes, Song Ye's hand is simply frightening.
Song Ye frowned and retracted his fist, only to realize that something was wrong.
The last time he taught a knife in a private house and twisted his arm, Song Ye thought it was the child's osteoporosis, and he used his own skill to cause it.
She looked at her plain palm, and suddenly realized that it was the supernatural power that changed her physique.
Stinky boy, if you dare to hurt someone, see if I won't beat you to death. Seeing his companion folded his arm over there, the boy's face turned red with anger, and he came over to Song Ye to face his achievements.
This time, Song Ye put his hands behind his back in time, raised his feet and kicked sideways, and finally grabbed the boy's shoulders and threw him beautifully.
The white jacket flew up and down between the movements, and the black jeans lined the legs that were swept across the hall to be strong and straight. Between those moves, it was like flowing water in the same way. With that handsome face, it was a handsome instant kill. The audience.
Many girls present were stunned, their eyes could not stop staring at Song Ye's face, blushing inexplicably.
Sun Shao stood aside and watched the two servants clean up. Only then did he realize that something was wrong. He took two steps back tremblingly, and threatened, You wait for me, don't go if you have any idea.
After he finished speaking, the person had already turned around and ran away. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was afraid of being beaten and fled.
Song Ye lightly retracted his gaze, without even looking at the two teenagers who were wailing on the ground, and continued to go back to the stall to pick out the rough stones. With this touch, she found a few good stones for her.
When the boss saw that she was still thinking about buying something, he immediately put on a bitter face, Oh, my ancestor, you beat the young master in charge of the person in charge here, hurry up and leave when no one comes over, my little stall can I can't bear it.
Well, check out first. Song Ye didn't even look at him with a bitter face, and directly brought two or three rough stones to the table.
It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry to kill the eunuch. The boss was afraid of getting into trouble, so he just glanced at the price and made a gesture, One hundred yuan, three hundred yuan, take it and leave quickly.
Song Ye was stunned. He never thought that this half-watermelon-sized rough stone was so cheap. He directly paid the bill and packed it in a bag. When he was about to leave, there was a commotion in the crowd again, and there was a rush from far to near. The sound of footsteps broke in, headed by a middle-aged man. When he saw the boy rolling on the ground, his face changed, and then he strode over, Yu Ming, Yu Cheng.
Hehe, I really dare to stand. Dad, he was the one who hurt us, so I can't spare him. Sun Shao followed behind the man with a high-spirited look, and there was no need for the panic and fear just now.
When Sun Ze saw the chaos at the scene, his brows were also furrowed, and he stared at Song Ye with poor eyes, Which family are you from, sir? Before confirming the identity of the other party, he was still holding back his anger , so as not to hit the muzzle later.
And Song Ye has long seen through the other party's snobbish eyes, and said with a cold expression: I came alone.
one person? Sun Ze heard the words, his eyes sank, raised his hand and greeted the bodyguard directly behind him, Since you interrupted someone else's hand, then leave one hand to make amends.
The voice fell, and five or six bodyguards approached, surrounding the weak Song Ye in the middle.