Chapter 181 You are still young

"What do you think Su Xiaoqing will deal with?"

Among the guests, a young blonde young man was approaching Yang Zongyuan with flickering eyes, but his words seemed to know everything, and his voice was hidden in the lively song, motionless.

Yang Zongyuan didn't even look at the blonde young man. The news of the explosion in Daigo's office has not yet reached him, and he is still worried about Zhao Xuan at the top.

"I don't know." Yang Zongyuan replied in a low voice with a headache, "Su Yifan is looking at us and behave normally."

"It doesn't matter. If people think you are gay, they may also lower their defenses." The Chinese of the blonde young man is very good, which is simply better than the authentic Chinese people. "Stupid decisions are always similar. Su Xiaoqing is too confident, just like your beautiful cousin."

Yang Zongyuan exhaled gently and shook his head and said, "Xiao Zhu also feels extremely smart. Didn't he return when he saw Su Xiaoqing? I don't think it's a good choice to provoke her now.

"Is your caution inherited from your father?" The blonde young man said mockingly, "Older people like conservative offensive methods. At this point, you are not even as good as your mother and aunt.

Only when emphasizing kinship does this blonde youth show his identity as a foreigner. He always bites those words, implying respect for these names.

Yang Zongyuan said impatiently, "David, this matter has nothing to do with you. If something really happens, it's almost enough for you to help me find a solution. You don't have to laugh at it, right?"

As Yang Zongyuan said, this blonde young man has the most common name among foreigners - David, and he is really David in Chinese, not even David.

"This is not your problem." David pointed out, "The person facing Su Xiaoqing is your cousin and has nothing to do with you. You stay here. If something happens to her and you continue to maintain the situation as the owner here, she must think so.

Yang Zongyuan whispered angrily, "That's my sister! Can you..."

David smiled quickly and frivolously: "Your sister loves you very much, so you should understand that if something goes wrong today, it is the best opportunity for us to observe Su Xiaoqing's ability closely."

Yang Zongyuan is very disgusted with David's attitude, but he knows that this person should be one of his most important allies, and even more important than the confident Xiao Shao of Lingxiao Group. Therefore, we have to suppress our anger and continue to whisper, "If we can't deal with Su Xiaoqing in our own place, there is nothing you can do."

"This is different, Yang." David's expression was full of confidence, "You don't fully control the Yang family, and neither is your sister. As Su Xiaoqing's enemy, your ability can't determine everything. And I'm different. I represent more people, more money and more power. I think you should understand this very well.

"But you are still stingy with intelligence sharing." Yang Zongyuan said, "I don't know anything about Su Xiaoqing's current situation. You haven't provided any useful information."

"That's because we don't know more than you." David said lightly, "Su Xiaoqing is a mystery. Our job is to solve her, and the problem of defeating her will wait until now."

Yang Zongyuan didn't believe David's nonsense, but he had to pretend to understand and make a certain degree of understanding with the young man. The conversation between the two was temporarily interrupted by the weakening of the singing on the stage, and they showed a happy expression of appreciation of the performance and took the lead in applauding.

In the applause, David repeated his question just now.

"Yang, how do you think Su Xiaoqing will deal with it?"

Yang Zongyuan received a message from Daigo at this time.

There is only one sentence on the text message.

"Watch the banquet hall."

A ominous premonition made Yang Zongyuan feel that his clear thinking seemed to faint in an instant.

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Seeing Su Xiaoqing retreat, Zhao Xuan's face finally showed a smile.

Even if you play psychological games well and know how to use other people's hearts, Su Xiaoqing finally flinched at this moment, didn't he?

For those understated languages and all kinds of frightening topics, everyone is limited to a fixed rule of the game, which is difficult to jump out.

Sometimes when he is tired of fighting with others, Zhao Xuan hopes that he can do something irrational like those single-celled young people.

Only irrational can face absolute reason. Zhao Xuan feels that this is like beast chess. In the end, the simplest way may solve the most difficult problem.

Violence is one of them.

A power that makes people trust.

Now, Su Xiaoqing, who seems to be fearless and has never been worried, has finally retreated, hasn't he?

In a silent smile, Zhao Xuan waved his hand to command the people sent by Dai Ge to form a tighter encirclement network outside the circle formed by six people to prevent Su Xiaoqing from disappearing from his front of him.

"Let me have a look. What else can you do?"

In Zhao Xuan's vision, Su Xiaoqing was almost covered by those strong young men, but her voice still came with an accident-like smile.

"Okay, let me show you."

At this moment, Su Xiaoqing's voice was not over, and the word "look" was still ringing in his ear, and there was a sudden sound of broken glass around him.

La, ula, ula!

With no sign, there are two huge glass windows in the whole front hall that seem to be strong and will not break apart at the end of the world.

At this time, Su Xiaoqing no longer retreated. She stood firmly, with her back against the wall, watching the glass fragments splash out and shot many surrounding young people.

A burst of coolness poured in in an instant, the glass window in the sky cracked, and a strong wind blew through everyone's body. The starlight at night was still dim, and countless neon colors outside the window pierced the space, and some fell on Su Xiaoqing, making her seem to wear a mottled and colorful coat.

Some people exclaimed, some people screamed, and some people immediately avoided the glass fragments and looked at Su Xiaoqing with a faint smile on his face for the first time.

There are two people standing next to the window with broken glass.

One is tall and the other is thin.

One is a little old, and the other is still very young.

A middle-aged man who looks like a ubiquitous man, a little elite and handsome.

One seems to be from the country, and the other seems to be imported.

Both of them are wearing full night clothes and a full set of equipment. At first glance, they have been lurking on the roof at night for a long time.

After the middle-aged man stood firm, the first thing he did was to pass something to Su Xiaoqing.

Zhao Xuan, who stood in the crowd, finally realized that Su Xiaoqing's back move had appeared after the glass cracked. She was not afraid, but a little excited.

What method will Su Xiaoqing use to deal with himself?

Thinking of this problem, even as the party concerned, Zhao Xuan felt vaguely looking forward to it.

Now that he has come to this point, it is important whether he can defeat Su Xiaoqing. Zhao Xuan prefers to see Su Xiaoqing's unexpected performance.

At least from the current situation, Su Xiaoqing did not let himself down.

While Su Xiaoqing took something from the middle-aged man, Zhao Xuan saw her movements through the crowd.

He slowly put the things handed over by the man on his face, and Zhao Xuan's face finally changed.

That's a gas mask.

The two people who burst the window glass did not wear gas masks, but "smile" at a group of people in front of them who were surprised that they didn't know what was going on, and everyone threw a few * casually.

* The moment they were thrown out, the two had rushed to the crowd.

There was no extra action of hesitation. The middle-aged man walked like a heavy chariot, step by step, and then punched.

The top six people in the well-trained security team are Zhao Xuan's confidants. In the face of such a heavy-paced old man, although some people have been injured by glass fragments, they still bravely met them.

One punch to one punch!

The old man's movements are heavy and slow, but it's like a poor cartoon that has lost a few animations. Fist, punch, and then continue to keep up with the next punch, without any pause!

One punch hit, one punch fly.

This is the fate of Zhao Xuan, the first stormer, who thinks he can deal with Su Xiaoqing's elite team.

The gap in combat effectiveness is clear at a glance.

The slender young man is very fast. His pace is like a strange bullfighting dance, and his feet have been mixed into the crowd after a few alternations.

The method used by the young man is completely different from that of the old man. He is just close to him, or elbow, or knee bump. After the continuous action is completed, someone will fall down.

While the two took action, those * began to emit strong pungent gases.

The scene was simply reversed. Only now did Zhao Xuan understand why Su Xiaoqing wore casual clothes and why he retreated.

Wear casual clothes to avoid the corners of the skirt blown away by the strong wind, and retreat to avoid glass fragments.

From the beginning, Su Xiaoqing has calculated everything. He just followed Su Xiaoqing's footsteps and accompanied her with a performance dance!

Those strongly stimulating gases have begun to cover their sight. Zhao Xuan covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and thought with a little hatred in his heart: Since these two people have been able to fight so well, do they still need *. Does Su Xiaoqing think that he is not thorough enough to win?

This grief and indignation lasted less than a second. Zhao Xuan turned around and pressed the elevator. She was about to leave.

Su Xiaoqing, who had been covered by thick smoke, stretched out his finger to the direction of the elevator and hooked his finger slightly as expected Zhao Xuan's action.

The number showing the floor on the elevator disappeared instantly and became a "--" sign without a floor. No matter how Zhao Xuan pressed it, there was no response.

At this time, middle-aged men and young people who bullied weak and addicted put gas masks on themselves, and seven or eight people had fallen around them.

The whole front hall on the top floor was shrouded in strong and pungent gas. Zhao Xuan covered his mouth and nose with difficulty, felt that it was difficult to breathe, and tears kept flowing down.

In the spectacular and violent coughing of many people, Zhao Xuan heard Su Xiaoqing's voice.

"Xiaoxuan, seriously... you are still too young."