The Eternal Life of His Majesty

Can you fight?

Cao Minghe was even more proud of that beautiful woman.

He came to this north of Kyoto, didn't he just want it? Strong, what if Yang Wei was the oldest young master of the northern Yang family?

The supermodel at the side looked at Yang Wei with a narrowed eye, and there was an indescribable mockery in her beautiful eyes.

Once, he wanted to cling to Yang Wei many times, even because of the mercy of her color, but he ignored her. Today he wanted to see, what about this young Yang family who had this high self-esteem?

Yang Wei sat in the car, his eyes grim for a long time, and finally took a deep breath.

“Third child, do not participate in this problem, I will solve it!” Yang Wei said slowly. He suppressed all the gloom in his eyes, got out of the car slowly, and smiled, “Master Cao, what a coincidence, when did you come to Kyoto? Don't tell me! "

Yang Wei's posture was extremely low, staring at Cao Minghe.

This attitude made Cao Minghe laugh out loud, "Ck ck, have you seen it yet? This is Young Master Yang's Family, this is Yang Wei!"

He smiled at the woman beside him, full of ridicule, full of ridicule.

Yang Wei's cheeks twitched, but she was still smiling.

Cao Minghe then looked towards Yang Wei, and lightly looked at Yang Wei a few times, "Young Master Yang is completely relaxed. You, the Patriarch of the Yang Family, will die soon. You still have time to make friends here?"

Yu Guang glanced at Qin Xuan in the car, his expression increasingly mocking.

Yang Wei's face stiffened, his fists clenched, but in the end he let go, "Why did Master Cao say that?"

He survives and must endure.

Cao Minghe was a Cao family, and even the third son of the contemporary Patriarch of the Cao family. In terms of identity, status, and power, the Yang family had never been divided, and he was not as good as Cao Minghe. Moreover, now that the Yang family was split, his bloodline was at stake.

Once he could not bear it, the consequences would only add fuel to his situation.

Qin Xuan was inside the car, looking towards Yang Wei, a cold light appeared in his eyes suddenly, and his pupils filled with indifference.

Once at Lingda, how hot was Yang Wei? But now, what humiliation did he bear?

“Only because, are you Young Master Yang?” Qin Xuan muttered, feeling a sense of heartache.

No one knew the sadness and bitterness behind Yang Wei's smile.

Precisely because he was Young Master Yang, he was Yang Wei.

In Jinling, she can also show her nature, she can be angry when angry, and happy when open.

But in Shengyang, he could not laugh and vent his anger, just because he was the young master of the Yang family and he was the son of Yang Musen.

I don't know how long he's been hiding his nature under this identity.

If he was a little careless, it was because of the clan's public opinion and***** his father, how many eyes people were on him.

Therefore, he had to endure, he learned to be indifferent, he learned not to have joy and sadness on his face, he learned to move forward in the storm, he learned to move forward in the storm, but he did not dare to show the slightest bit of fatigue.

Cao Minghe laughed even more, and looked at Yang Wei in surprise, "Do you not know?"

"My sixth uncle, Cao Hu, has gone to the Yang Family Residence with Yang Mulin ..." Cao Minghe's eyes became a little cold at this moment, "There are three main Innates who left together."

"what!"

At this moment, all the smiles on Yang Wei's face disappeared, his face was full of fear, and the blood on his face disappeared completely at this moment.

Cao Hu and Yang Mulin went to the Yang Family Manor? Also bring three innates?

What are they gonna do?

Yang Wei felt like he was falling into a ravine at this moment, with cold hands and feet.

“What an idiot, the slap I gave you in Kyoto is absolutely right!” Cao Minghe pursed his lips, “I don't know if an idiot like you can support the Yang family? Silly!”

Yang Wei had already sunk into the abyss, hearing Cao Minghe's words, he didn't even plan to pay attention.

Even Yang Wei's father, Yang Musen, did not know about this matter. He was an eighteen-year-old young man, and he got more humiliation than this.

But Qin Xuan inside the car finally opened the door this time and got out of the car slowly.

“Third child!” Yang Wei turned his head and looked at Qin Xuan, “I should probably go home, forgive me!”

Yang Wei's tone of voice was extremely bitter and full of apologies, but it was more difficult to hide her anxiety.

Qin Xuan ignored Yang Wei, he only looked at Cao Minghe indifferently.

"Have you ever slapped him?"

Qin Xuan's words were calm, gentle and windy.

Cao Minghe was startled, glanced at Qin Xuan, and then arrogantly said: "What are you, what are you supposed to say here?"

"I slapped him, so what can I do? A young master of the Yang family still wants to see my father directly without seeing his identity?"

"Don't say slap her in Kyoto, but now that I slap her again, she doesn't dare fart!"

Cao Minghe was careless and arrogant, and the supermodel at the side was even more glaring, and his body was almost soft and clinging to Cao Minghe's body.

“Master Cao is a real man!” A tingling sound rang out, and Cao Minghe was very used to it. He squeezed the woman's butt hard, causing her cheeks to redden and she was agitated.

"Lao San, this is my business, you ..." Yang Wei was a little uncomfortable and quickly persuaded him.

Before he could finish his words, Qin Xuan had already started, He stepped forward, straddled a few meters, and appeared in front of Cao Minghe.

Before Cao Minghe could react, his body was already like a volley, and the palm was pinched around his neck like an iron clamp.

"My pasture ..."

Cao Minghe opened his mouth to curse, but for a moment there was a sharp and tight pain in his throat, as if he was about to be twisted, let alone make a sound.

"what are you doing?"

The supermodel was even more obstructed, looking at Qin Xuan, who easily lifted Cao Minghe over a hundred catties in disbelief.

“Bungsu!” Yang Wei increasingly shouted, his expression suddenly changing.

Qin Xuan's eyes calmed down, and suddenly, his palm fell down, followed by Cao Minghe's body.

Qin Xuan pinched Cao Minghe's neck and smashed his head in front of the bright blue sports car in an instant.

There was only a slight dent in the car, but Cao Minghe was already filled with blood and roared in pain.

Blood stayed along the body of the bright blue car, and Qin Xuan slowly let go of his hand, staring at Cao Minghe, who was rolling and hissing on the ground with his face covered.

He turned his head and looked at Yang Wei, "This guy slapped you, aren't you going to call him back?"

Yang Wei looked pale, "He is the young master of the Cao family, the third son of the head of the Cao family!"

“Fight or not?” Qin Xuan only spewed out these three words.

“Lao San, it's my family's business, so don't tag along!” Yang Wei looked at Qin Xuan.

“Can you fight?” Qin Xuan asked a second time.

"The youngest..."

Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly condensed, "I'm just asking, can I fight or not!"

Yang Wei was startled, looking at Qin Xuan for a few seconds, then his face flushed red and his body went crazy.

"Fuck him, of course!"

Suddenly, he rushed towards Cao Minghe, and in the face of the nearly frightened supermodel, his hands and feet fell like rain.