The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 741 - 643: Zhou Family in the Capital City

"Hahahahaha..."

The surrounding men and women burst into uproarious laughter.

They were initially watching Zhou Xuexun's singing and dancing very seriously.

After all, this Celestial Dance was very famous.

Whether on domestic video websites or on YouTube abroad, it was at the forefront of click rates.

But Zhou Xuexun danced once, broke his wrist, danced again, and broke his thigh.

It was just too damn funny.

"Do you think I should learn this kind of dance?"

Yang Tian smiled lazily and raised his voice.

"Whoever learns it is a fool!"

"This dance is a fool's dance!"

"Haha, the fool's dance really kills me!"

The men and women around, with sharp eyes, laughed excitedly.

Yang Tian smiled lazily and said to Zhou Xuexun, who was groaning in pain on the ground: "My King of Singing, I really can't learn your dance, I don't want to end up like you, with broken hands and legs. I still want to be a normal person."

"You..."

Zhou Xuexun pointed at Yang Tian, spluttering for a while but unable to say a curse word.

But the tearing pain from his arm and thigh made his face pale, and his teeth tremble. The surrounding people, who were originally his fans, now sided with Yang Tian, making him even more anxious: "Call an ambulance..."

"There's no time for a phone call, young master, I'll take you to the hospital directly..."

The flunky knew that Zhou Xuexun's reputation was more important than anything.

If they stayed any longer, the men and women around might start doubting Zhou Xuexun's talent.

So the flunky quickly helped Zhou Xuexun up, but the movement only caused more harm to Zhou Xuexun's injury.

Crack!

A crisp sound of a bone fracture echoed.

Zhou Xuexun on the ground let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, completely exploding: "Can you damn well be more careful? I told you to call an ambulance, and you're screwing around, I'll kill you later!"

The flunky turned pale, trembling with fear.

"What kind of King of Singing? So low class, full of vulgar words!"

Wu Yue took the opportunity to fan the flames.

In an instant, the men and women around were boiling.

"I never thought the King of Singing we admired would be this sort of person!"

"This is definitely not the musical faith we should follow; look at him, dancing so horribly!"

"His image in my heart has fallen to the bottom, such a person doesn't deserve to be the King of Singing!"

At this moment, the image of Zhou Xuexun in everyone's hearts was destroyed.

"What are you damn well standing there for? Call an ambulance!" Zhou Xuexun shouted angrily at the flunky, then whispered: "Call my dad and have him send someone over, no one here can leave, and all their phones are to be confiscated!"

"Yes!"

The flunky knew what Zhou Xuexun was worried about.

With over a hundred people here, each with a phone, it was inevitable that someone might have recorded the incident, and if uploaded to the websites, Zhou Xuexun's reputation would be completely ruined.

So the flunky called for an ambulance while also making another call.

This call was to Zhou Xuexun's father.

Of course, the surrounding men and women were watching the show, so they didn't clearly hear what Zhou Xuexun was saying, but Yang Tian, Wu Zetian, Wu Yue, and Ling Ying heard it clearly.

"How ridiculous, can't win, so you call daddy?"

Ling Ying laughed coldly.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhou Xuexun shouted angrily at Ling Ying.

Ling Ying didn't even look at Zhou Xuexun, instead she turned to Wu Yue beside her: "Yue, what does this Zhou Xuexun's dad do? What background does he have?"

"Ying, I know what you're worried about," Wu Yue nodded and said, "This Zhou Xuexun's father is called Zhou Quan, from a prominent family in the Capital City, the Zhouhai Family, have you heard of it?"

"What Zhouhai Family? I've never heard of it."

Ling Ying said dismissively.

In her eyes, no family, no noble, compared to Yang Tian from the Chen Family.

"You just wait for me!"

Zhou Xuexun, hearing Ling Ying's sarcasm, said bitterly.

"Fine, we'll wait."

Yang Tian said lazily.

Time ticked past, and in less than ten minutes, a convoy of black cars arrived, from which over twenty bodyguards in black suits jumped out, swiftly surrounding the crowd in the square.

Then, a stretch Lincoln slowly drove over.

A bodyguard respectfully opened the door, and a well-groomed middle-aged man stepped out of the car.

This middle-aged man glanced at the pained Zhou Xuexun on the ground, then coldly looked at the flunky next to Zhou Xuexun: "Explain clearly to me what happened!"

"Master, here's what happened..."

The flunky pointed at Yang Tian and others, recounting the entire incident in detail.

Finally, he added in a low voice: "Master, the young master is worried that the people around will have recorded the incident and might upload it online."

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, he slapped the flunky heavily on the face and said to the surrounding bodyguards: "Act now, confiscate all their phones!"

"Yes!"

The twenty-plus bodyguards shouted coldly and advanced toward the crowd.

"What are you doing?"

The crowd became annoyed and started shouting.

"Hand over your phones, without which no one can leave here!"

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"Who do you think you are, asking us to hand over our phones? Try and snatch them!" the crowd defied the middle-aged man, shouting one after another, "But let me tell you, if you dare to snatch, we'll call the police right away and tell them you're robbing us!"

"Call the police?"

The middle-aged man laughed coldly: "Do you really think your bricklaying can stand against our Zhou Family? All of you, move, if anyone resists, beat them directly!"

"Yes!"

The over twenty bodyguards weren't pushovers, each rushing forward.

Hearing about the Zhou Family, the crowd hesitated: "Could it be people from the Capital Zhou Family?"

With this, they didn't dare to resist anymore, and obediently handed over their phones.

Soon, it was Yang Tian and the others' turn.

"Hand over your phones!"

The bodyguard said coldly.

"What right do you have? If you don't want to die, get lost!"

Wu Yue said coldly.

"You bitch!"

The bodyguard swung a slap at Wu Yue.

But Yang Tian reached out, grabbed the bodyguard's wrist, and squeezed it tightly.

Crack!

A crisp bone-cracking sound echoed, the entire wrist of the bodyguard was crushed by Yang Tian, letting out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"You're damn begging for death!"

The surrounding bodyguards closed in on Yang Tian and others.

The middle-aged man looked very somber: "Are you the ones who hurt my son?"

Before Yang Tian and the others could speak, Zhou Xuexun on the ground was already yelling: "Dad, avenge me..."

"Go and catch them, bring them back!"

The middle-aged man made a beheading gesture, and over twenty bodyguards rushed towards Yang Tian and others...