Under One Person: Beginning of the Wang Family Young Master

The sun is shining brightly, and the city is full of vitality.

Kyoto.

The midday sun pours down like molten gold, coating every corner of the city with a layer of dazzling brilliance.

On the streets, vehicles flow continuously, and people walk hurriedly, each busy in the torrent of life.

In this busy and noisy scene, a dazzling red sports car cuts through the air like an arrow from a string, and the roar of the engine is deafening, attracting the attention of passers-by.

In the car, Wang Bing wears sunglasses, with an uninhibited smile on his lips, enjoying the pleasure and freedom brought by speed.

However, this recklessness was soon broken by a harsh metal collision sound.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the red sports car trembled violently, and then slowly stopped.

In front, a silver car was hit and moved sideways for several meters, leaving obvious scratches and dents on the body.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everything around was quiet, leaving only the occasional sound of traffic in the distance and the slight panting nearby.

Wang Bing was not panicked at all, but his good mood was shattered by this.

He took off his sunglasses, pushed the car door open angrily, and walked in front of the other party, who was a middle-aged car owner dressed simply and with a look of astonishment on his face.

Wang Bing looked up and down at the other party, his eyes full of disdain and disgust.

"How do you drive? Don't you have eyes?!"

Wang Bing's voice was a little angry. No one would feel good if their car was hit, not to mention that he was the second young master of the Wang family.

The middle-aged car owner's face turned even paler when he heard this. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket with trembling hands, wanting to call the police, while trying to respond calmly.

"I... I was driving normally, and you suddenly accelerated and hit me."

Wang Bing was so angry that he laughed. Without thinking, he kicked the middle-aged car owner to the ground.

"Fuck, you drive like a big black rat. How fast are you? You can't even see my sports car worth tens of millions, huh?!"

"You are blind and still drive. I will beat you into a real blind man!" As he said, he kicked.

Listening to the wailing at his feet, Wang Bing felt extremely happy.

As for the pointing and talking around him, he never took it seriously. In his opinion, it was envy and jealousy.

He enjoyed this feeling.

In a taxi with seven or eight cars apart.

Because of the sudden emergency brake, Wang Quan woke up suddenly. He really didn't like the feeling of flying. His life was not controlled by himself.

After getting off the plane, he stopped a taxi and slept in the co-pilot.

This made him sleepy and his mind was not clear.

The confusion in his eyes lasted for a long time before he finally came to his senses and turned to look at the driver.

"What happened?"

The driver opened the window and glanced out, but he couldn't see clearly because there were seven or eight cars between them. He did catch a glimpse of a yellow-haired man.

"I can't see clearly. It seems that the yellow-haired man is making trouble. What era is this? Why is there such a non-mainstream thing?"

The driver was mumbling in his mouth, and suddenly heard something. He looked sideways and was stunned for a moment.

I saw that Wang Quan had unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and walked forward.

The driver quickly leaned out of the window and said, "Hey, where are you going? Those who dare to make trouble here are not ordinary people. Come back and wait!"

"It's okay. I'll pay for the fare for you. Just drop it off here." Wang Quan waved his hand without looking back.

As he walked forward, he stretched his muscles and bones, and the smile on his face became more and more sinister.

When he got closer, he could still hear Wang Bing cursing, and Wang Quan looked strange.

He was very surprised. He had been beaten by this guy for many years, but why did he only remember to eat and not to be beaten?

Wang Quan thought so in his heart, and his legs moved quickly. If he was slower, the driver would be dead.

He went up and kicked him with a left kick.

Wang Bing just raised his foot to kick again, but he was kicked suddenly and fell flat on his face. If he was not a martial artist, his face would be broken.

"Who dares to attack me? Don't you know how many eyes the horse king has?!"

Wang Bing didn't even look at him, and he climbed up while cursing.

Wang Quan had just helped the owner of the car up, and when he heard him cursing like this, how could he tolerate him? "Wait here first, I will deal with him first and then take care of your car."

After that, without waiting for the owner to reply, Wang Quan went up and kicked Wang Bing down again.

"Okay, Sun thief, after not seeing you for so long, you have really improved a lot. You even dare to scold me."

Wang Quan grinned

He moved his feet and turned him over, and without saying anything, he slapped him all over the face.

"You are really amazing. You dare to hit a car in the street, beat someone in public, and even scold your brother. I will beat you to death!"

Wang Quan scolded and beat him at the same time, not giving him a chance to speak.

The bodyguards who were originally responsible for following Wang Bing were shocked at first, but when they saw that it was his eldest son, they dared not go up.

If the eldest son knew that they followed him but did not care, they would suffer.

"You watch here, I will go back and report to the head of the family." After the bodyguard captain said this, he turned around and left, as if he had made up his mind.

No, it's not time to leave, you have to run, and you choose the alleys.

The speed is as fast as thunder, it is obviously an extraordinary person.

While running away, he did not forget to take off his headphones, and he broke them with a pinch of his hand.

The other bodyguards were stunned when they heard the busy tone. They all wanted to say to the captain: "Actually, just make a phone call."

After a moment of silence, someone suddenly said: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Then...

"I'm going to smoke a cigarette too."

"Well, my phone seems to have fallen in the car. I'll go back and get it."

For a while, the bodyguards who were originally surrounding Wang Bing found excuses to disperse.

Here, Wang Quan clapped his hands after dealing with Wang Bing. He looked through the crowd and saw that the previous bodyguards were gone. He knew what was going on.

He stood up and kicked Wang Bing, who was dying on the ground, "Get up. I didn't kill him. At most, he got a flesh wound."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Bing stood up immediately, looking at his elder brother timidly, not daring to speak.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Wang Quan glared at him and looked at the driver again.

"It's him... I was in a hurry and didn't pay attention to this young master." The middle-aged car owner said timidly.

Wang Quan was stunned for a moment, and looked at his silly brother in disbelief, "Didn't you cause trouble?"

Hearing this, Wang Bing was almost crying with grievance, muttering softly: "How dare I, brother, you just beat me once last time..."

Wang Quan laughed dryly, "Okay, it's my fault, but this is your excuse for beating people in the street."

Speaking of this, Wang Quan was more confident and straightened his back.

"Why are you standing there? Go up and apologize, pay the money you should pay, and walk back after paying the money. As for the car, I'll let the grandfather pay for it, so don't embarrass him."

"If I find out that you're causing trouble again, I'll punish you!"

After that, Wang Quan coughed heavily, turned around, opened the door of the sports car and got in, "Everyone, disperse, disperse!"

Then, he closed the door, drove around the accident scene, and drove to the Wang family mansion, leaving Wang Bing alone there to deal with it.