Chapter 21

What's the most important thing when smashing with people?

The most important thing is momentum!

Even if a person chooses a group alone, he should show the momentum that one person should be in charge of the pass and let ignorant mortals worship.

Qi Yan knew that when he spoke this sentence, Sun Xiang would explode in situ. But no matter what his attitude is now, Sun Xiang can't be too polite to him. Since the results are the same, he can't let himself suffer.

"Damn it, this kid really has no lesson!" Sun Xiang smashed up a bottle of wine at his hand. The strong wine permeated the whole box, mixed with smoke and perfume, and suddenly turned into a nauseous smell. Qi fan put his hand in front of his nose and fanned it.

When people nearby saw Qi Yan's appearance, they looked at Sun Xiang again. Sun Xiang's face turned pig liver color. They couldn't help but suspect that this boy came to annoy Sun Xiang. Otherwise, why do you want to beat him so badly?

"What are you doing there? Teach me the rules." Sun Xiang looked at the three gangsters standing behind Qi Yan and motioned them to do it. But these three people were too slow to start, which made Sun Xiang's anger escalate again.

Usually, these little gangsters follow him like dogs. They haven't done anything. What's the matter today? They have become wood one by one?

Sun Xiang was spoiled since childhood. He asked him to beat people by himself. It's not certain who he beat with Qi Yan. At the critical moment, a bunch of fair weather friends who usually gather together are counselled. No wonder dad said that people in the imperial capital had a lot of hearts. He didn't think so at that time. Today, he knew that dad was right.

It's just a divine stick. What dare you offend?

But the truth is... Most people really don't dare to move Qi Yan.

Some well-informed people have heard that Qi Yan has been invited by the cen family. Those who are not well informed are not stupid. Seeing that others do not understand, they all sit as steady as Mount Tai and resolutely do not want the cannon fodder.

Only just now, Qi Yan looked like a little white faced man. He timidly squeezed into the corner and didn't want Qi Yan to see his face. Just now he dared to say that. He just wanted to hold a handful of Sun Xiang. How did he know that Qi Yan was standing at the door.

This is really behind the scenes. Don't say that people will be unlucky.

The atmosphere was immediately embarrassed. Those who wanted to teach people a lesson did not have the help of their little partners. Instead, those who were forcibly brought in turned to the guest and turned on the mockery mode to the host. The plot changed too fast, and Sun Xiang couldn't respond.

As a child who grew up spoiled, he has few advantages, but there is no lack of ugliness of human nature. He wants face, is impulsive and irritable, thinks that money is everything, the poor deserve to be bullied, thinks he is superior, lustful and greedy, and doesn't know how to respect. Any of these shortcomings on one person is annoying, not to mention Sun Xiang, who has accumulated all the conditions at once.

"Sun Shao invited me here so warmly and hospitably, is it to let me see your face changing skills?" Qi Yan chuckled and glanced at the faces of all the people in the house. The people he looked at looked away uneasily.

They always feel that they are stared at by such clear and penetrating eyes, and their hearts are a little empty.

"Shut up!" Sun Xiang took out his cigarette box and held a cigarette in his mouth. After the hostess nearest him lit it for him, he shrank his neck and hid away. Looking at today's posture, I know that things are going to make a big deal. None of them, the little people at the bottom, want to mess with.

"Come on, why don't you give my girlfriend face," Sun Xiang spits out his eyes and squints at Qi Yan. "As long as you admit a mistake to me today and coax my girlfriend happy, I won't care about the mistakes you made in front of you."

Qi Yan couldn't help laughing when he heard this. It's ironic and ridiculous that Sun Xiang wants to vent his girlfriend while looking for a call girl to drink and have fun in a nightclub. If he really loves his girlfriend, how can he invite friends to play in the nightclub?

I don't know whether he is too feudal and conservative or the world of the rich is too complex. Anyway, he doesn't understand this view of love.

"It's my honor that Miss Lu can look up to me. But who do I look at for? Is it all based on my eyes? If Sun Shao and Miss Lu do this, it will break my rules," Qi Yan said slightly. "Ask people to do things and don't want to follow the rules. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"

"What are you and deserve me to abide by your rules?" Sun Xiang sneered and puffed out a cigarette. "Don't be shameless."

"Then what are you and deserve me to make a special case for you?" the smile on Qi Yan's face faded a little, "are you ugly?"

"Poof!" I don't know who couldn't help laughing, so the original embarrassing atmosphere became more embarrassing.

Sun Xiang is really not very good-looking. He is a very mean face. Although it is said that a person's appearance alone cannot be recognized, Sun Xiang's face is too mean and his eyes are evil, which makes people feel "ugly like a bad man" at first glance.

Even his own people couldn't help laughing when they heard what Qi Yan said. It can be seen that Sun Xiang's relationship with these so-called friends is not much better.

Sun Xiang finally became angry. He picked up a wine bottle and smashed it on the table. The bottle broke. At the same time, there was a wail from Sun Xiang. It turned out that the whole bottle was broken. The fragments fell into Sun Xiang's hand, and his whole hand became bloody.

Everyone here was stunned. It took a few seconds for someone to call an ambulance and call the medical staff of the nightclub for emergency treatment.

Generally, medical staff will be arranged in such high-level places. I'm afraid there's something wrong with these rich people. They can deal with it urgently and then come to the hospital.

This kind of act of pretending to force can't turn into failure. It can be listed as a classic example that dandies can't do. Don't look at those plot characters in the TV series. The plot of knocking beer bottles and fighting is very cool. In fact, if it's not right, it's not impossible for the whole wine bottles to explode. Therefore, don't blindly learn the plot of the TV series, which will harm others and yourself.

Qi Yan looked at Sun Xiang's wailing pain, raised his eyebrows and sighed. He turned to the jacket man standing behind him and said, "do you understand?"

"What, what?" the jacket man looked at Qi Yan in awe and at a loss.

"The brain is a good thing. Take it with you when you talk and do things," Qi Yan sighed, looking at his young eyebrows. "It's not hard to learn to mix with society at a young age. It's not hard to wear a jacket on a hot day? Go home and study hard, care more about your family, and don't do anything that worries your family."

The jacket man's complexion changed slightly. He lowered his head and touched his jacket without talking.

He bought this jacket at the price of 68 yuan after talking to the landlady for a long time in the night market. He only wore it for two days and it still smells of inferior leather. When Qi Yan said this, he felt both ashamed and unspeakable suffering.

Since he failed in the college entrance examination, he followed his so-called brothers and friends to find a "way out" every day for the past two months, but

He looked at the wailing Sun Xiang in the house and the rich second generation who pretended to be worried but actually watched the excitement. His heart began to be at a loss. Is this his way out?

Doing things against discipline for these people and boasting to others about how much they have seen in the world, even though these people don't know that they are just a dog behind the rich.

Will he live like this all his life? Maybe I don't know which day I will be arrested for making a big mistake and locked up for ten or eight years, becoming a social cancer in the mouth of others and making my family unable to lift their heads?

The jacket man's mind was in a mess. When he looked up, the master standing in front of him was no longer in place. He looked around and found that the master was sitting on the sofa with a fruit tray, smiling and watching Sun Xiang cry, while the others in the room, whether intentionally or unintentionally, walked around him for fear of bumping into him.

Jacket man:

The master is worthy of being a master.

The medical staff of the nightclub quickly rushed over and gave Sun Xiang some emergency treatment. Sun Xiang finally howled less badly. He turned his head and pointed at Qi Yan fiercely: "get him for me! Get out of here if you don't want to help!"

The faces of the people present were a little ugly, but they really didn't want to offend Sun Xiang, because if they offended him, who would treat as generously as he did?

Just as the crowd looked at Qi Yan and hesitated to help Sun Xiang clean up Qi Yan, there was a sudden noise in the corridor outside. It seemed that several boxes nearby came out.

Someone in the box was curious and ran out to have a look. After a while, his cheeks were crimson and his eyes glowed and said, "Cen, cen five! I heard that Cen five has come to this nightclub!"

"Cen fifth master?!" when the people in the box heard these three words, no one took charge of Sun Xiang and ran to the hall on the third floor. Even Sun Xiang himself covered his injured hand and ran out behind the crowd.

Qi Yan was surprised to hear that Cen Baihe came to such a place. He put down the fruit tray in his hand, wiped his mouth, walked out of the box and stood in the corridor.

Soon, the noise came from far to near. CEN Baihe, who lost his hair neatly, appeared in the corridor like the stars and the moon in a white shirt and suit pants. He didn't walk fast or slow, but because of his slender legs, his walking posture was particularly beautiful, setting off the people behind him into potatoes.

A middle-aged man next to him nodded and bowed and said something, like the manager of the nightclub, but Cen Baihe's expression was very cold, and his slightly pursed lips made him serious, with a momentum of not being angry and self threatening.

Qi Yan couldn't help thinking that this is really a man with a beautiful aura all over his body.

He even suspected that Sun Xiang, who was in trouble with him, would hurt his hand today because of Cen Baihe. He had dinner with Cen Baihe at noon today and rubbed purple on him. Sun Xiang, a dandy who doesn't accumulate happiness, is purple against Cen Baihe. He can't do without bad luck.

CEN Baihe came closer and closer. Just when he thought the other party was going to pass him, cen Baihe stopped in front of him.

"Master Qi."