Rebirth of the National Male God

The man who could be called Second Young Master by everyone in the capital was that one.

The man begging for mercy shivered and knelt on the ground in embarrassment.

At this moment, Li Jiming has come and ran to him less than ten meters. After seeing his face clearly, "It's really you, Zhao Yang! What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Yang, who was kneeling on the ground, heard him calling his name, and quickly turned his head to look. He should be really familiar with Li Jiming, so he called out his identity at a glance, "Jiming! Jiming! Help me!"

When Li Jiming heard the words, he took a few steps forward. Ji Xiang stretched out his hand and took his arm, lowered his voice and reminded him in his ear: "Don't lose your head! Didn't you hear what Zhao Yang called him? Second Young Master, That's Dou Er Shao!"

"Second Master Dou!" Li Jiming was startled, and a layer of cold sweat broke out behind him. After a second of silence, he gritted his teeth and said, "But that's Zhao Yang, how can I leave my brother alone!"

Ji Xiang was moved and angry. Others are okay to say, but Dou Ershao's ruthless personality will see blood if he is not careful!

"Ah!" A scream interrupted their thoughts.

A dart that everyone played on weekdays pierced Zhao Yang's palm.

The man picked up another dart on the table, and his tone was still unchanged, "I hacked my goods and wanted to exchange it with a woman. What do you think of me?"

Zhao Yang was so frightened that his face was pale, "I...I...No, I didn't..."

"No?"

"..." Zhao Yang was stabbed by his icy gaze, and his head was already on the ground, "Second Young Master! I really don't have it. I will definitely hand over that batch of goods in good condition. Please forgive me this time, what do you want me to do? It will be all right!"

"Row."

Zhao Yang raised his head in surprise.

The man stretched out his hand and took off the mask, revealing his original face, a pale face, with long bangs covering most of his eyes, and his icy expression more like a computationally designed mechanical mask than the mask. .

"Chai Liang."

The man standing by the single sofa came out, "Second Young Master."

Dou Wenqing said, "I'm here today, just follow the rules here."

Zhao Yang's voice trembled, "Second Young Master, what does this mean?"

It was Chai Liang who answered him, "Second Young Master means that you have a fight with me, no matter whether you win or lose, after the fight is over, the matter is over, and then you just return the goods."

Zhao Yang is not stupid, he understands that a man who can stand beside Dou Wenqing must be powerful. Thinking of Dou Ershao's ruthless character, if he really goes up to fight, he will have to break a hand at least.

"What are you dawdling for?" Chai Liang urged.

Zhao Yang tentatively asked, "Can I also choose someone?"

Dou Wenqing said, "You, or she."

Although no one was named, everyone knew that he was talking about the woman in the red dress on the ground in front of him.

Zhao Yang immediately pointed at the woman in surprise and shouted, "She, she, her, let her come!"

This appearance made Chai Liang contempt for a while, but he couldn't say anything. He understood that Er Shao didn't care who was punished.

Maybe even their appearance, Er Shao won't remember them afterwards.

The woman in the red dress on the ground raised her head, with a hollow lace mask on her face, which made her appearance looming, making her even more beautiful. She pursed her lips tightly, squeezed out the words from the gap between her lips, and said in a cold voice, "I'm coming."

Chai Liang sighed silently, not wanting her to suffer more. According to Second Young Master's standards, these hands were about to be folded once.

He was about to start when an inconspicuous figure suddenly appeared and blocked his hand, "Wait."

As soon as the voice came out, Chai Liang felt as if he had heard it somewhere. The woman on the ground had raised her head suddenly, and even Dou Wenqing, who had been unresponsive all the time, looked over here.

"You want to help her get ahead?" This was not what Chai Liang asked, but Dou Wenqing.

Chai Liang's eyes flashed with surprise, why did it sound a little human to hear Er Shao's words?

At this time, Si Huang, who was standing next to the woman, heard the words, looked at him fearlessly, and said as if chatting with a friend, "She won't fight."

"That's not a problem." Under everyone's astonished eyes, they heard Dou Wenqing respond calmly.

Si Huang suggested, "I think it's better to let him bear his own mistakes." He glanced at Zhao Yang, who was looking at the rest of his life.

The latter's expression changed greatly when he heard it, but he didn't dare to offend her casually because he couldn't be sure of her identity, "That's not what I said. If this woman hadn't made Er Shao unhappy today, there would have been nothing to do."

Dou Wenqing didn't speak, and lightly tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa.

Chai Liang understood what Er Shao meant, patted Si Huang's hand away, and grabbed the woman again.

This time, he was blocked by Si Huang again, but Chai Liang didn't stop, and just started fighting with her.

He attacked on one side, and Huang on the other side defended. The two of them fought with a "bang bang". The people around them were a little scared at first, but they became bloody at the back. scream.

Five or six minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and Chai Liang became more and more surprised. This masked boy looked so harmless, how could he be so powerful!

harmless? sharp?

These two contrasting words suddenly came to mind, Chai Liang stared, and he thought of a person.

The moment he lost his mind, Si Huang suddenly kicked over with a lightning-like whip.

"Snapped--"

Chai Liang was kicked out like a sandbag.

"Cough cough!"

Chai Liang's face flushed red, and he felt embarrassed even because of the pain. He was kicked away as soon as he was attacked!

There was a scream in the audience at first, and the next moment it was like being stuck in the neck, and it was silent as Dou Wenqing suddenly stood up.

"The person who hit me, have you thought about the consequences?"

That cold and sinister aura, you don't need to experience it carefully, the body has already reacted instinctively, and the hairs stand on end.

"Second Young Master..." Li Jiming shouted, but before he could say anything, he was given the spot by Dou Wen's sweeping glance.

【Your Majesty, do you want to help this time? 】 Wubao, who stuck his head out, asked curiously, his tone sounded a bit leisurely. Having experienced it, it is no longer as frightening as it used to be when it senses danger and explodes.

Si Huang ignored it, and faced Dou Wenqing's pressing questioning, and honestly said: "I thought about it, and it is because I thought about it that I will stand up."

Dou Wenqing: "What do you mean?"

"According to the rules here, I won against him, so there is no need for the second young master to embarrass an innocent woman." Si Huang stretched out his hand to help the woman in the red dress up, and said to Dou Wenqing, "Everyone is a friend, the second young master is not. As for dealing with me for a match?"

Dou Wenqing's cold lips evoked a very slight arc, and it was clearly a smile, but it was colder than angry, making people creepy.