The sick young master went to dance again

Song Maoxue managed to get rid of those who watched him this time, and he didn't need to guess that the Song family sent people to watch him, and the group of people who broke into his house that day also had something to do with the Song family.

He came to Song Yuxing this time just for money.

Song Maoxue stayed there for ten years and had no money on him, so it was impossible for him to go out to work. He could only eat, drink, whore and gamble.

People from the Song family didn't know when they would come to find him, so he had to get the money quickly and leave.

"My dear son, is the money ready? Hurry up and give it to Dad." Song Maoxue said straight to the point.

Song Yuxing didn't say anything, he took out a bank card from his pocket and waved it in front of Song Maoxue.

Song Maoxue immediately grinned on his bruised and swollen face, his eyes narrowed, and he was about to reach for his bank card.

Song Yuxing moved his hand away quickly, and Song Maoxue missed it, "What are you doing, give it to me quickly!"

"There are 50 in it." Song Yuxing looked at the greedy eyes of the other party, and sneered very lightly, "You want it?"

Song Maoxue nodded hurriedly, staring straight at the card, "I want, I want, my son, give it to Dad!"

After that, he stretched out his hand to grab it again, but his right leg was limped from the beating, making it difficult for him to move. Song Yuxing moved nimbly and dodged it, but he couldn't grab it at all.

Song Yuxing took two steps back, looked at the man in front of him calmly and coldly, "If you want, I can give it to you, but you kneel down and kowtow to me three times."

Song Maoxue paused, like a pepper? ? ? ? ? ? ?It's like hearing some joke.

"You fucking let me kneel down and kowtow to you?"

"What? If you don't want to, forget it, I'll break this card now." Song Yuxing held the two ends of the bank card with both hands, making a gesture to break it off.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Song Maoxue immediately stopped him. With a flattering smile on his face, he said shyly, "I kneel, I kneel, can I kneel?"

As long as he can get the money, things like dignity are bullshit to him, nothing at all.

Song Maoxue really knelt down, kowtowed three times to Song Yuxing, and then stood up with some difficulty.

"Can you give it to me now?"

"Yes." Under Song Maoxue's excited eyes, Song Yuxing broke the bank card in half without hesitation, and threw it at the man's face.

Song Maoxue looked at the broken bank card that fell at his feet, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly. He glared fiercely at Song Yuxing who was opposite him, "Little bitch, you are fucking playing with me!"

Song Yuxing was indifferent, with a playful smile in her good-looking eyebrows, and her light-colored lips opened and closed: "I forgot to tell you, there is no penny in the card."

"Stupid, you really treat yourself as a father. Even if I throw all the money into the sea, I won't give you a cent."

"Song Maoxue, why hasn't he improved after staying in it for so long?"

After hearing these words, Song Maoxue finally knew that he had been tricked. He spat hard on the ground and cursed with a gloomy face.

"Little white-eyed wolf, I've raised you for so long, and you're fucking revengeful. It seems that I should have broken both of your legs back then!"

Song Yuxing smiled. He crossed his arms and looked at Song Maoxue like a clown, "Revenge for kindness? Who gave you face?"

"Damn it!" Song Maoxue was completely irritated, "You have to give the money today if you don't. The young master of the Song family should be worth a lot of money, right?"

As soon as the words fell, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Song Yuxing by the collar, and punched him in the face with his fist.

Song Yuxing moved his head flexibly, and at the same time raised his knees to push against the opponent's abdomen.

Song Mao learned to suffer, and Song Yuxing took advantage of this gap to break free and run outside.

"Grass, don't let me catch you!"

Song Maoxue chased after him again, his legs and feet were not convenient, so he was not as fast as Song Yuxing, so he missed every time.

Song Maoxue was in a hurry, and directly took out a folding knife from his pocket. The sharp blade exuded a cold light under the moonlight, which made people tremble with fear.

Song Yuxing paused, staring at the knife with a strange look in his eyes.

Then he stepped back step by step, with panic in his voice: "What do you want to do? Don't come over!"

"Damn it, you know you're scared now, you little white-eyed wolf crawling around, I'll kill you today!"

While talking, Song Maoxue chased after him, and waved the jackknife in his hand fiercely at Song Yuxing.

The jackknife barely brushed against Song Yuxing's side face, he dodged nimbly, and ran out of the alley with messy steps.

He ran and shouted in a panic at the top of his voice:

"is there anybody!"

"He's going to kill someone, help!"

"Damn it, stop for me!"

On the other side, a big black G parked on the road in front of the alley. Just as it came to a stop, the driver's door was opened. A man in an expensive suit got out of the car and hurried into the alley. .

There were several forks in the alley, and Lu Si had to stop. Just as he was thinking about which way to go, a familiar voice sounded indistinctly in his ears. It was Song Yuxing calling for help.

His heart tightened, and a huge panic welled up in his heart, almost burying him.

The body reacted faster than the brain, and Lu Si immediately ran towards the source of the sound.

In the dark alley, Song Yuxing accidentally fell to the ground, he struggled to get up, stumbled and ran forward.

Song Maoxue, who was chasing from behind, seized the opportunity and grabbed the young man by the back collar, ruthlessly threw him to the wall, and grabbed his collar.

"Little brat, let's see where you go this time!"

"Hand over the money, and I will let you go!"

Song Yuxing looked at the cold folding knife against his neck, and twitched the corners of his lips, "I told you, I won't give you a penny."

"Damn, if you don't eat the toast and eat the fine wine, you really want to die?" Song Maoxue moved the pocket knife in his hand, the sharp and cold blade touched the young man's white and slender neck, and made a small cut on the fragile skin, a trace of bright red Blood spilled from the wound.

Song Yuxing frowned in pain.

The wound was not serious, Song Maoxue just wanted to scare him, "What? Is this so scary? If you don't want to die, just give me the money, otherwise, it won't be as simple as it is now!"

Song Yuxing's face was pale, and he said in panic, "Don't kill me...I'll give you money, give you money."

"If this is the case, it's over, hurry up—" Before he finished speaking, there was suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps outside, from far to near.

The next moment, a tall figure came out from the corner ahead, only three meters away.

In the next second, Song Maoxue, who hadn't reacted yet, was kicked hard on the ground, and the folding knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Lu Si?

Song Yuxing clutched his injured neck, but hadn't reacted yet.

"How's it going?" Lu Si hurried forward, looking at Song Yuxing anxiously.

Song Yuxing said in a daze: "I'm fine."

Lu Si's gaze paused, resting on the young man's bleeding neck, and his face darkened instantly.

He turned to look at Song Maoxue who was lying on the ground and was about to get up, his eyes were cold and sharp like a knife.

This look seemed familiar, Song Maoxue swallowed subconsciously, and recognized that the young man who appeared suddenly was the one who broke into his room last time.

"Damn it, it's you!"

Lu Si didn't talk nonsense with him, he stepped forward and grabbed Song Maoxue's collar tightly, with clear veins on the back of his hand, he raised his fist and slammed Song Maoxue's face.

Song Maoxue screamed again and again, and at the same time reached for the pocket knife lying on the side, held it in his hand, and stabbed viciously at Lu Si's back.

Seeing this scene, Song Yuxing's pupils shrank slightly, and his body's reaction was faster than his brain's. He immediately rushed over and reached out to hold the sharp blade.

The soft skin of the palm was immediately cut by the sharp metal, blood flowed out, and the blade of the pocket knife also stopped one centimeter away from Lu Si's back.

Lu Si's eyes flickered, and he directly held Song Maoxue's hand holding the handle of the knife. Song Yuxing breathed a sigh of relief, and then let go of the hand holding the knife.

Lu Si swept across the bloody palm of the young man, a trace of hostility flashed in his gloomy eyes, and he mercilessly held Song Maoxue's wrist and broke it back.

"what!"

The blood-stained jackknife fell from Song Maoxue's hand. At the same time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside, and a group of policemen in blue uniforms rushed in.

"Don't move, cop!"

Until the police arrived and handcuffed Song Maoxue, Song Yuxing's heart was still beating violently, and his whole body went limp and he fell to the ground.

If he hadn't rushed over in time just now, the knife would have been stuck in Lu Si's back.

Thinking of the scene just now, he was terrified for a while.

"What's the matter?" Lu Si hurriedly stepped forward to help Song Yuxing up, and pulled his right hand hidden behind him involuntarily.

As far as the line of sight could see, the young man's palm was cut with a big hole by the blade, and blood was still flowing out. The originally white and beautiful hand looked shocking at this moment.

Lu Si was distressed and angry at the same time, he would rather be hurt by himself.

Song Yuxing endured the pain and said nonchalantly, "I'm fine, it's just minor injuries."

"Is it okay? Look at the blood on your hands and neck!"

Lu Si was really angry. He frowned tightly, and the distress in his eyes was not reduced by half, but his face was extremely gloomy, and he reprimanded in a cold voice: "You call this all right? Then what is it that is all right? Song Yuxing, you don’t care about yourself that much, do you?”

He also sneaked out to meet Song Maoxue by himself and refused to answer his phone calls. He was very patient.

When he saw Song Maoxue put the knife on Song Yuxing's neck just now, his heart almost jumped out of fright, and now thinking about it, he still has lingering fears.

Song Yuxing knew he was wrong, so he lowered his head and did not speak.

The elder brother of the policeman next to him patted Lu Si on the shoulder, and kindly persuaded him:

"Handsome guy, don't be so angry. My brother is still injured. Take him to the hospital first."

Lu Si nodded and hummed, temporarily suppressed his anger, knelt down in front of the young man, "Come up, I'll carry you on my back."