Chapter 1111

Chu Yang glanced at You Molin and guessed that this was the "Master You" the big man mentioned.

Chu Yang didn't know much about the You family in Jiangnan, a giant in the food industry. He only knew that if anyone dared to interfere with him listening to Xu Yiren's performance, he would definitely not be able to spare him!

"It's me." Chu Yang said coldly.

"Killing a pig depends on the owner. How dare you touch my people?!" You Molin's eyes revealed a chilling murderous aura.

Only then did Chu Yang notice that You Molin's left sleeve was empty. It turned out that he had lost his left arm.

"I don't care who you are. If anyone dares to disturb my performance today, I don't care who he is. I will hit him!" Chu Yang said forcefully.

You Molin sneered and said: "You have taken my position and you dare to be so arrogant. Did this pig head tell you that the position you sit in is my young master's position!"

"You Jiangbei people are so lacking in quality?!"

In this Jiangbei Grand Theater, most people are from Jiangbei, and there are only a few people from Jiangnan. Even though the two places are not far apart, their accents are still different.

When Chu Yang heard this, he was immediately speechless.

"You have the nerve to say that I am incompetent. I have booked this seat in advance. What you said is really funny. This is called catching the thief!"

"You see clearly, this is seat No. 12. I don't know what number you booked, but this seat No. 12 is mine!"

Hearing this, You Molin frowned, and a flash of doubt flashed in his eyes, because his seats were all handed over to his bodyguards.

Then, he turned back and glanced at the big guy and said, "What's going on? What number did you order? Come on, take a look!"

The big guy took out his phone this time and looked through it. When he saw the seat number he had reserved, he frowned.

As soon as You Molin saw the big guy's expression, he knew that he must have made a mistake.

"What number did you order?" You Molin asked with a frosty face.

"Young... Young Master, I... I ordered No. 13..." The big man was indeed wrong.

He glanced in a hurry and unexpectedly got the wrong number.

"Useless thing!" You Molin became furious instantly, raised his right hand, and hit the big man in the face with his wave.

The big man was already swollen into a pig's head, but he was slapped again by You Molin. The pain made him grin and tremble all over.

"Young... Young Master, please be gentler..." Even if the big man was beaten by You Molin, he did not dare to say a disobedient word.

"Waste! You can't even figure out how to book a seat! What a complete waste!" You Molin's roar directly echoed through the entire concert hall.

More than a thousand pairs of eyes cast surprised glances at him, all very curious as to who dared to make a scene in the concert hall on an occasion like today.

The beautiful woman who was performing the violin on the stage was also frightened by You Molin's roar. Her eyes were dull and she looked at You Molin who had an empty sleeve in the audience.

And just when everyone thought that You Molin would give up, You Molin suddenly attacked his big bodyguard again.

I saw him pinching the big man's neck fiercely, almost suffocating him!

However, the big man had no intention of resisting and allowed You Molin to pinch him so hard that he was about to suffocate.

Everyone was shocked by this scene. This You Molin seemed to have red eyes and wanted to kill the big man!