[pattern] Song's son

"Master Yu Bin, Master Su was beaten up at Momo Bar." A man's serious voice came from the phone, "Are we going to make a move?"

Song Yubin sat in the car, frowned involuntarily, and asked in a concentrated voice, "How many people are there?"

"23, we only have 2 here."

It means that when it was nearly 12:1, Song Yubin turned the steering wheel abruptly and drove towards Momo Bar. After thinking about it, he still ordered to the person on the phone: "Call everyone around, I'll be right there."

"Yes."

Song Woo Bin hung up the phone.

It has been more than two months, and they have fully known Jinsicao and Qiu Jiayi. Except for the difference in time, everything is almost exactly the same as in the previous life. Gu Junbiao is still obsessed with Jinsicao, Yoon Ji Hoo is still haunted by the soul of Min Seo Hyun who is far away abroad.

And he is about to get engaged to Park Xiyan.Everything, except for his own fate, seemed to be going the same way.

The street lights on both sides of the road were reflected on Song Yubin's face through the glass, making him look cold and indifferent.

Momo Bar is an upper-middle-class bar on the streets of Seoul. Usually, the people who go there are so-called second-generation ancestors or illegitimate children of big families. They usually have no ability but like to bully others. They don’t have the elegance and well-accepted education, nor the humility of the lower classes.To use a Chinese dialect, he is an upstart, without background, and will not be low-key.

But what Song Yubin didn't figure out was how could Su Yizheng go to that kind of place.

If it weren't for the phone call just now, he would have almost forgotten that he had sent two people to protect Su Yizheng's safety. Those two people were afraid that something would happen to Su Yizheng when he just left the country, so he sent two people to protect Su Yizheng just to be on the safe side. In his opinion, Su Yizheng is often an artist. When they were young, they learned the ability to protect themselves. The Su family refused the training because it would hurt Su Yizheng's hands. They only let Su Yizheng learn some superficial moves. From the heir's point of view, that kind of move is not the same as it is.

Su Yizheng's hands were called the hands of God's favor.

Momu Bar is not far away, and when Song Yubin arrives, the people from Rixin Club have already taken control of the bar, and they all stand at the door of the bar waiting for Song Yubin's arrival.

"What's going on?" Song Yubin raised his eyebrows and walked straight to the bar.Behind him were colorful neon lights flickering, but such a bustling scene could not make him stop and watch, instead he walked quickly to the bar.

"Young Master Su clashed with them for some reason. By the time our brothers reacted, Young Master Su had already been beaten."

He tried to explain in the shortest possible words, he had a premonition that Song Yubin would not easily spare them after seeing everything inside.At first I thought I would come out to have fun as usual, but who knew that something like this happened today.

Song Yubin tilted his head slightly, his delicate side face could not be seen clearly under the neon lights, "Go to the execution hall to receive the punishment."

"Yes."

He walked into the bar that had been controlled, and frowned involuntarily after smelling the vague smell of alcohol and blood in the air. After looking around, he didn't see the person he was looking for, and then said softly: "People Woolen cloth?"

The voice was very soft, but the heart of the person standing next to him couldn't help but he lowered his head even more.

Song Yubin raised his eyes slightly, and saw a group of people standing tremblingly on the stairs, facing one direction and trembling uncontrollably.He looked in the direction of those people, and saw a vague figure lying on the ground, and the dim light in the bar could not clearly see the appearance of the master.Song Yubin walked a few steps towards the bright light and saw the other party clearly - Su Yizheng.Su Yizheng held one hand tightly with the other, with a painful expression on his face.

Song Yubin only felt a sudden burst of fire in his heart, and the rest was uncontrollable anger.In a few steps, he rushed up the stairs and knocked down the people on the stairs one by one. In this way, he knocked down all 23 people with his bare hands.

Those hands, no matter in this life or in the previous life, he has always cherished that place, and those hands are the place that the man is proud of.How dare you move his hand!When Song Yubin thought of this, he became even more angry, and even thought of killing these people.

Standing on the stairs, he didn't know whether it was the reflection of the light or his indifferent face, he said coldly, "Take them back to the execution hall."

Several people under Song Yubin looked at each other in blank dismay. This was the first time since they and Song Yubin saw Song Yubin get so angry. He no longer had the gentle and ruffian image of the past. Now Song Yubin looks like a son who came out of the Song family.

Who doesn't know that the son of the Song family abides by the law and discipline like the best Korean citizen. This may be the first time Song Yubin has used the underworld snobbery of the Song family since he was born.

Su Yi's position in Song Yubin's heart also gave them a new understanding through this incident.

Song Yubin didn't care about the thoughts of his subordinates, he strode up to Su Yizheng, squatted down and looked at the man with a painful expression on his face.

He was at a loss for a while.

"Su Yizheng, does it hurt?"

Su Yizheng didn't answer.

"Yi Zheng?"

Song Yubin can confirm that the person in front of him is definitely asleep.

He frowned and thought for a while, then reached out and picked up Su Yizheng, and carried Su Yizheng into the car in the safest way.

He knew that the best way was to let the people from the Rixin Club send Su Yizheng home, but he was inexplicably resisting this idea from the bottom of his heart.

Just for the last time... Song Yubin sighed secretly, and looked up at Su Yizheng who was sleeping peacefully in the back seat.

He didn't drive the car to Su Yizheng's house, but brought Su Yizheng to his own home.There are already two professional orthopedic surgeons at home waiting to give Su Yizheng a comprehensive hand examination.

"Master." Two men in suits and leather shoes greeted Song Yubin, squatted down and took out professional inspection tools from the medical box they brought.

Song Yubin gently placed Su Yizheng on the sofa, and sat on the other side of the sofa watching the doctor examine Su Yizheng, wondering what he was thinking.

About half an hour later, the two doctors stood up and reported the situation to Song Yubin: "Master Su's hand is fine, but we can only do further examinations after Master Su wakes up tomorrow."

Song Yubin raised his eyebrows slightly, and said softly: "Then I won't keep two more, John, see off."

"Yes."

Song Yubin didn't stand up until the figures of the three disappeared in the hall, walked to Su Yizheng and looked at Su Yizheng in a daze, finally lowered his body, picked up Su Yizheng and walked upstairs.