Return to the City: The Strongest King

A group of people surrounded them.

"Mr. Song!" Wang Xinyi expressed fear.

Song Xiaodong moved first, grabbed someone, tossed them casually, knocking over a large group, then kicked out to the other side, sending another person flying, also knocking over several others.

"Xu Lei! What are you doing!" The fierce battle was in full swing when suddenly a woman's voice called from afar, shouting Brother Lei Xu Lei's full name.

Xu Lei turned his head and saw a woman in a yellow tracksuit, hair adorned with sunglasses, running over hurriedly.

Xu Lei found the voice and face familiar, and as she got closer, he finally recognized her — it was Miss Yang from his own family, Yang Yushi!

Seeing Miss Yang personally arrive, Xu Lei felt more confident and shouted to everyone, "Don't be afraid, let's go, Miss Yang is here!"

"Xu Lei! Stop right there!" Yang Yushi was angry, her face flushed red, one hand on her waist, the other pointing at Xu Lei, raising her voice so loud that everyone's ears hurt.

"Miss, you don't know!" Xu Lei said, with his head lowered, approaching Yang Yushi to complain:

"This kid fought with Chun Lai over a seat, beat Chun Lai and his fifty or so brothers, Chun Lai came to find me bruised and swollen, I brought a few boxing instructors to confront him, but he acted like he didn't see us, we were defeated." Xu Lei explained the situation to Yang Yushi.

"There's also that damned girl, who scratched Yang Xiaoyu's face till it was covered in blood!" Xu Lei glanced at Wang Xinyi.

Wang Xinyi rolled her eyes, lowering her head.

"Miss, you don't understand how arrogant this person is, acting like we're invisible, it's like he doesn't see me, fine, but he's looking down on our Yang family!"

"Enough, don't say anymore!" Yang Yushi's eyebrows knitted together, she waved her hand and walked towards Song Xiaodong.

"You rascal, playing tricks on me, huh?" Yang Yushi seemed to have a playful scolding tone, jabbed Song Xiaodong's arm.

Song Xiaodong looked down, grinned while looking at the ground, "No, no, just causing trouble, afraid they'd beat me, so I'm clinging to your leg."

"Tsk~" Yang Yushi gave Song Xiaodong a sidelong glance, saying, "Still clinging to people's legs, I won't let you!"

"Come on, I'll treat you all to dinner tonight, help me out, will you?" Song Xiaodong grinned playfully.

"Patriarch Song roaming Beijing, what problem needs my help?"

"Your Yang family matter, of course, needs Miss Yang!"

Song Xiaodong threw a slightly awkward wink at Yang Yushi.

"Hmph! Deathly appearance!" Yang Yushi was both shy and annoyed, turned her head to look at Brother Lei, but suddenly her face turned grim.

"All of you, apologize to Mr. Song!" Yang Yushi coldly looked at Brother Lei.

"Miss, why are you helping outsiders!" Brother Lei was surprised, mouth agape, frowning.

"I told you, apologize to Mr. Song!"

Brother Lei hung his head, sullen, walked up to Song Xiaodong, glanced up at him, then lowered his head, unwillingly apologizing to Song Xiaodong: "I'm sorry, Mr. Song."

"Louder!" Yang Yushi shouted, the miss's temper immediately apparent.

"Sorry Mr. Song!" Anyway, his pride was already gone, Brother Lei didn't care anymore, the second apology was very loud.

"And you all!" Yang Yushi pointed to the other family guards.

"Sorry Mr. Song!" The group couldn't match Brother Lei's voice.

"Blind idiots, daring to provoke anyone, what did the old man say to you, behave yourself when you're out, haven't you learned anything? Huh?" Yang Yushi rebuked the family guards, scolding them until they hung their heads silent.

"This time I was present, I'm very familiar with Mr. Song, if Mr. Song didn't give me face and broke each of your legs, I wouldn't be able to help!"

Brother Lei and Yang Chunlai both hung their heads, puzzled, having investigated for a long time without learning this person's name, only constantly deploying people behind him to track him down a few times.

Unexpectedly, they had angered a big figure, but still couldn't tell which big figure it was.

"Do you know who this is? Huh? Don't you ask who you're fighting with? Huh? Is this how you usually mess around?" Yang Yushi, usually a white-collar worker in office attire, was now pointing at the group of big men's noses, scolding them with an air of leadership.

Song Xiaodong watched from the side amused.

"Come over here!" Yang Yushi grabbed Brother Lei's arm, pulling him next to Song Xiaodong.

"Open your eyes and take a look, this is the Patriarch of the Su Family, Song Xiaodong, you've provoked him three times, not being crippled, is giving me face, and you're still being arrogant? Huh?"

"Song Xiaodong?" Brother Lei's mind exploded with a loud buzz, his face turning white, sweat forming on his nose, hands and feet cold.

Song Xiaodong had only appeared in people's sight in the past few months, the Su Family had just emerged in Beijing, although not as large or established as other longstanding families, they had good relations with the Yang family and Chu family, showing a faint demeanor suggesting entrance into Beijing. Of course Brother Lei knew.

But how could Brother Lei have guessed that this cocky foreign bumpkin was Song Xiaodong?

Such a person seemed to be just a hooligan relying on his decent Kung Fu, running rampant everywhere, how could he possibly be the Patriarch of the Su Family?

"All of you, get lost!" Yang Yushi pushed Brother Lei aside, signaling everyone to leave.

After all, Yang Yushi didn't know what Song Xiaodong thought, she quickly sent these people away, to discuss things slowly with Song Xiaodong herself, in case Song Xiaodong couldn't hold back and crippled a few more, she wouldn't be able to stop it, and it wouldn't look good either.