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Chapter 133 Little Painting Saint, Yang Xiuwen

At this moment, the dispute on the stage was getting more and more intense, causing the whole dance to stop.

Some people shouted and some were surprised.

Because Wang Kang's heaven and earth hired beautiful women as waiters and wore special cheongsams, all of these made some people act like hooligans and cause trouble.

But the ending was very bad!

After Wang Kang severely cracked down on a few people, this kind of thing rarely happened, but now it has happened again, and it is still so big...

"Damn, who is so ugly? You dare to make trouble with Young Master Kang, and you are just watching it!"

"Xiaoyue has such a hot figure. Who doesn't want her to sleep with her for a night? But I can only think about it. Young Master Kang is not allowed to be forced here!"

"Be careful, don't you see who the leader is? He is the son of Master Zheng, our Yangzhou City, Zheng Xian!"

People were talking, and even the soundtrack had stopped, Wang Kang walked up with a gloomy face.

He was in a good mood today, but he encountered such disgusting things, which ruined his interest...

There have been many people gathering on the stage, one is the guards of heaven and earth, and the other is Zheng Xian’s people, a group of young men dressed in luxurious clothes.

Because Zheng Xian showed his identity, these guards were all concerned. After all, they were Sima's son and their identity was extraordinary!

Seeing Wang Kang pass by, everyone in the heaven and earth breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's nothing!" Wang Kang looked at Xiaoyue.

"I'm fine, Young Master Kang." Xiaoyue responded quickly, but obviously saw her relaxing.

The tide of tension on my chest gradually stabilized...

"You can just let her go for me. It's her honor to be able to fall in love with her!"

At this time, someone was still shouting, Wang Kang noticed that he was interested in Xiaoyue, and Zheng Xian was accompanying him.

This man is also young. He is wearing a black satin robe, with silver hibiscus flowers exposed inside, a jade belt is tied to his waist, and an ivory folding fan is held in his hand.

Judging from his appearance, he is also a handsome young man, but his expression always has a sense of pride, and he feels like no one takes it seriously.

Wang Kangxia glanced at him and said coldly: "Gan Da, bring someone to throw him out!"

Gan Da is the leader of the special guards in heaven and earth, and simply put it as the head of the security guard.

"Yes," Gan Da led his people to step forward.

"Wang Kang, if you dare to throw him out today, you will be done!" Zheng Xian said hurriedly.

"Hmph! I'm going to throw him out, I see what the consequences will be!"

Wang Kang turned around and stared at Zheng Xian, "Don't challenge my bottom line. I'm in good spirits today. Don't wait for me to get angry, otherwise you can't bear it. If you know the truth, get out of here!"

"Who are you so arrogant? You don't even take me seriously!" Before Zheng Xian could speak, the person who made trouble earlier shouted.

"He is under the vassal of the county magistrate and Yang Xiuwen, known as the little painting saint, is well-known," Zheng Xian hurriedly agreed.

"Wang Kang, don't mislead yourself!"

"Little Painting Saint, Yang Xiuwen?" Wang Kang's pupils shrank slightly. He had indeed heard of this person, and this person had a very famous reputation.

At a young age, he is good at painting, and is especially good at moving shapes, and can reach a vivid level.

Because of his special name, he was deeply appreciated by the county magistrate Luochuannan!

But what did he come to Yangzhou City? Wang Kang suddenly thought that in the upcoming fiefdom competition, one of them was the painting!

Could it be that this person was the person invited by Dong Yiwu to participate in the competition?

"Wait for Zheng Xian, who do you think he is?" Yang Xiuwen was stunned and shocked, "He is Wang Kang?"

"Yes!" Zheng Xian nodded!

"So you are the prodigal son! Haha," Yang Xiuwen immediately laughed and said, "I have heard of your name in the county town!"

"Super prodigal son? Haha!"

Yang Xiuwen seemed to be extremely interested in laughing and said, "So, this family belongs to you in heaven and earth? But you should also take it as such. If you are not so spendthy, you are afraid you will not be able to make such luxury!"

"Wang Kang, do you think this is OK? You give me that girl and just serve me for one night."

Yang Xiuwen said, looking at Xiaoyue with g.

"In this way, I will let go of the water in the competition a few days later, so that your Earl's Mansion will lose less ugly. What do you think?"

After hearing this, Wang Kang was slightly stunned. It was indeed invited by Dong Yiwu. Wu Bi was the sword tycoon Li Yuyao, and her painting was Yang Xiuwen, known as the little painting saint.

They really spared no effort! A cold light flashed in Wang Kang's eyes, but this Yang Xiuwen was really annoying...

"Young Master Kang, this person is so annoying to laugh at him. Why don't you laugh off your teeth?" Tang Qingyi whispered.

Seeing that Wang Kang was not speaking, Yang Xiuwen showed an impatient expression on his face and said, "Do you want money? I can sell it for a thousand yuan by making a painting, how much does it cost to speak!"

"I fell in love with your mother. How much do you want? How about I give it to you?" Wang Kang said lightly.

"It's not that I look down on you. Although you are the little painting saint, you don't have much money!"

"What do you mean?" Yang Xiuwen's face turned cold, "Why are you still cursing?"

"Call you?" Wang Kang clenched his right fist and swung it hard on Yang Xiuwen's mouth.

Suddenly, Yang Xiuwen shook his body, his cheeks swollen quickly, and he vomited blood, including several white teeth!

"Wang Kang, you dare..."

Zheng Xian's expression changed instantly. He never expected that Wang Kang would suddenly take action.

"I can't laugh, but I can get rid of it!" Wang Kang snorted coldly, "His mouth is too smelly, I just told him to shut up!"

"You...you..."

Yang Xiuwen came to his senses. He looked at Wang Kang in disbelief and roared angrily: "You dare to hit me? You dare to hit me?"

"Zheng Xian, go and ask Dong Yiwu to transfer soldiers, I want..."

"What are you going to do?" Wang Kang looked at him coldly, and his cold eyes made Yang Xiuwen stagnate.

"You are not qualified to play with your playboy in front of me!" Wang Kang gave a cold command, "Take him out for me!"

"yes!"

Seeing that his young master was so strong, his subordinates were full of energy. In Yang Xiuwen's shocked gaze, he raised him up and walked out!

"Wang Kang, you..."

Zheng Xian's body trembled, and he didn't expect Wang Kang to be so direct.

"You can enjoy entertainment and consumption here, but if you want to make trouble here... you can think about it yourself!" Wang Kang said again.

"Don't be proud. Yang Xiuwen is the county magistrate Luo. You dare to fight, and there will be a big competition in the future..."

Zheng Xian threw down a harsh words and hurriedly chased him out.

After such a fuss, Wang Kang lost interest in playing. After saying hello to Zhang Qing and the others, he ordered Tang Qingyi a few more words, and then returned to the Earl's Mansion.

When passing by Wang Dingchang's window, he saw that the lights were still on. Wang Kang remembered what he knew today and should tell his father in advance and make arrangements early!

Thinking of this, he pushed the door and walked in...
Chapter completed!
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