My Master Is a God

Yang Yiyun saw a young man with a blue nose and a swollen face. It was not someone else. The brother he knew when he was working in a bar together was "stuttering"!

After coming out of the bar that time, he and Stutter were not in touch. They were not in the same school when they were approaching, and because everyone was busy graduating this year.

I remember stuttering and saying at the beginning that he is not going to do part-time jobs anymore. He will study hard after graduation. His dad has contracted dozens of acres of land for Chinese medicinal materials and should be able to make some money. For the clothes of the waiter, he started working part-time again.

The man carrying the big belly was suddenly startled by Yang Yiyun's roar full of anger, and he subconsciously slapped it to a halt without hitting his stuttering face.

At this moment, he turned his face to see Yang Yiyun, and his eyes were red. After all, he stuttered and looked stronger than Yang Yiyun, but more than a year younger than Yang Yiyun. He immediately felt aggrieved as if he had seen his relatives: "Yun... Brother Yunyun ~"

Yang Yiyun walked over and directly helped the stutter up and asked, "What's the matter? Didn't you say that you don't want to work part-time?"

He stammered red eyes and said: "Yunyun... Brother Yun, this matter... wait a while... I'll talk about it later, please help me... I save my classmate... She was bullied inside."

At this time, the fat-eared man on the side came back to his senses and shouted at Yang Yiyun: "Who are you so special?"

"Smack~"

"Ah~"

Yang Yiyun had already seen the stutter being bullied and his heart was suffocating. This fat man had a dirty mouth, so he immediately drew a big mouth.

"My mouth smells so bad~"

Pooh with a cold face.

Song Yuanhua fell to the ground with Yang Yiyun's mouth, his ears buzzing, he recovered, he spit out a mouthful of blood, but he spit out three teeth, and he was furious: "The grass mud horse, Xiao Wang Ba Lao, dare to hit me~ "He got up and stood at the door of the box while cursing.

When Yang Yiyun heard him yelling and cursing, he kicked the fat man's back with a kick.

Suddenly kicked him into the box, and there was a sound of ding ding dong dong. Accompanied by the sound of glass breaking, the whole coffee table in the box was smashed by his body.

After stammering watching Yang Yiyun stubbornly beat the fat man named Song Yuanhua, he felt relieved, but then he became worried again, because there were two people in this box who looked like rich and powerful people could not afford to provoke him.

I was desperately trying to speak to Yang Yiyun, but he became more anxious.

"Unexpectedly..."

"It's okay to stammer, I know what you are going to say, everything is with me and your classmates are in it. Let's go in. I will ask you about the situation with the chemist. You can't tell."

"I…"

Stammers flushed and became even more anxious.

But at this moment, Yang Yiyun had already entered the box first.

At this time, Lin Huan, who had just vomited out of the bathroom, saw Yang Yiyun and a young man with a blue nose and a swollen face walking into a box on one side, and most of them woke up from the alcohol. She wondered if Yang Yiyun had a fight with someone?

Fearing that Yang Yiyun would suffer, he hurried into their box to shout.

...

A moment ago, the box where Song Yuanhua was located.

Song Yuancheng was drinking wine with Xu Jian, the director of the ancient capital slaughterhouse. He smiled and watched Xu Jian molesting the waitress. To be honest, even he drooled at the waitress.

Without it, because I heard that it is a college student who is so long and beautiful.

After another stammering waiter who was going to be annoying before was kicked out by his brother, he and Xu Jian waitress were left in the box, and I just wondered if it was time to go out.

A scream sounded, and then I saw my brother flying in, hitting the coffee table, breaking the coffee table, not to mention, the wine bottle overturned and the water splashed Song Yuancheng all over.

In a blink of an eye, I saw a young man with a gloomy face walking in, and the stammering waiter also followed in.

Seeing Xu Jian who molested the waitress frowned, Song Yuancheng felt unhappy. He and his brother Song Yuanhua opened several pork chain stores in the ancient capital. The source of income is all from Xu Jian’s hands. Xu Jian is invited to come out and play. It is still a matter of discussing the distribution of benefits.

It’s just that Xu Jian, an old thing, fell in love with the waiter who delivered the drinks. In order to get a lot of benefits from Xu Jian, he instructed his brother Song Yuanhua to deliberately let the waitress break a bottle of good wine, just to create opportunities.

Taking advantage of the inability to lose money to embarrass the little girl, before rushing in, a stammering waiter was nosy, and Song Yuanhua was kicked out.

However, in a blink of an eye, his brother was beaten in.

Needless to say, Song Yuancheng should have been the young man who walked in and beat his brother, and immediately sank his face and said, "You are tired of your life if you dare to do things on Tai Sui's head~"

Yang Yiyun looked calmly, glanced across the box, and saw a girl with red and swollen eyes, who should be a stuttering classmate, was grabbed by another old **** with glasses, and immediately picked up a beer name and smashed it over.

"Touch~"

"Ahhh~"

Suddenly, the fifty-something old undead who had caught the stammering female classmate let go of her wrist with a scream, and the girl ran over crying and stood beside the stammering girl.

Song Yuancheng was immediately furious when he was ignored by the youth, but before he said anything, he was startled by Yang Yiyun's act of grabbing a beer bottle and smashing it on Xu Jian's arm.

After returning to his senses, he sneered at Yang Yiyun and said: "You are very arrogant, boy, but did your adults not tell you that the arrogant person does not live long?"

"Shao Te, beep, wait for me to ask the matter clearly, and I'll clean up you later." Yang Yiyun grabbed a wine bottle from the ground as he spoke, and immediately caused Song Yuancheng's threat to be swallowed abruptly.

Song Yuancheng really didn’t dare to ridicule a young man like Yang Yiyun, for fear that the other person’s head would be hot and give him another look. Such a young man didn’t do anything serious. He didn’t see his brother lying on the ground unconsciously, and Xu Jian was also holding him. Was your arm wailing on the side?

Think about it, Song Yuanhua directly took out the phone to call someone: "Hey, my nephew, your uncle, I was beaten, and you will bring someone here... Well, at Gaoyinbei KTV, what you are here? Great, we are here. Three and four boxes."

Hanging up the phone, Song Yuanhua said with a sullen smile: "You guys, wait~" After finishing speaking, he quickly went to see Xu Jian who was wailing on the side.

The old immortal Xu Jian, who is already over fifty years old, was broken by Yang Yiyun with a wine bottle. He groaned in pain. Song Yuancheng went to help him, but he yelled: "Lawlessness, lawlessness, Xiao Song, help me call Captain Liu. Phone~"

Yang Yiyun didn't pay attention to them at all, let them call, and started asking the stuttering classmate what was going on.

The girl cried and cried and told Yang Yiyun about the cause and effect of the incident, and she stammered aside and nodded repeatedly.

After listening to it, Yang Yiyun realized that this girl named Xiaoyu and Stutter were indeed in the same school. One level lower than Stutter was a junior. The two met at this KTV. It seemed that there was a story between them.

What happened tonight was because Xiao Yu accidentally broke a bottle of red wine worth more than 10,000 yuan from the guest, and asked her to compensate, more than 10,000 yuan, which students who are working can afford?

So the other party brazenly asked Xiao Yu to accompany them to drink, Xiao Yu smashed other people's red wine and couldn't afford it, and agreed to drink, but the old thing wearing glasses acted on her.

But the stutter that had always cared about Xiao Yu saw that she hadn't come out for a long time, so he came to check it out. As a result, when the customer tried to stop the girl again, he was slapped out of the box by the other party and slapped a few times in vain.

Yang Yiyun had probably guessed it after listening to it. It must have been three clad beasts deliberately designing to frame Xiaoyu. He had seen a lot of this kind of thing before when he worked part-time in a bar.

After listening, I felt confident, but I was even more angry.

At this moment, the box door opened, but Lin Huan walked in.

"Yang Yiyun, are you okay?" Lin Huan was the first to rush in and asked quickly, his face full of worry.

"It's okay, why are you here~" Yang Yiyun asked casually with a warm heart.

"I just came out of the bathroom and saw you entering this box." Lin Huan said and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yang Yiyun told a few people about the girl and the stuttering thing.

Afterwards, the young ladies became angry, and one of them said: "Liangzi called someone to come over. This is a deliberate fraud. The social atmosphere is ruined by these scumbags."

"Don't worry, you have already beaten it when you came just now~"

Yang Yiyun knew that Liang Zi was the nephew of a major figure in the public security system, and he had absolutely no problem talking about it.

At this moment, the box door was kicked open.

Suddenly a large group of people appeared at the door, and there were fifteen or six people.

The appearance of this group of people made Song Yuancheng overjoyed, and he quickly said: "You can count the big nephew, and I will be beaten to death by these people if I don't come to uncle. Look at your uncle Yuanhua who was knocked out."

Yang Yiyun was shocked when he saw this group of people at first. He was not worried about himself, but afraid of hurting Lin Huan. These people immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Lin Huan. After the leader, his face suddenly smiled, unexpectedly he was an acquaintance.