Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

The men surrounded the city in a semicircle and stood on both sides of the box, like an arc of troops undergoing review.

The only one who remained calm was Zhang Yifeng.

"Are you the ones who hit my friend?"

A low but very domineering voice suddenly came.

The speaker was a man in his 40s. He was sitting on a leather sofa with a cold face and no smile at all. This face is not scary, but it makes people feel fear. The man has a majesty and momentum that can only be found in those who have always been in high positions.

"Yes, it was these boys who beat me. They actually followed me."

Next to the man stood a fat bald man who had just come in.

As for He Yajiao, she was squatting in the corner, trembling, because she had also seen the scene just now.

At this moment, the drunkenness had long since disappeared, replaced by fear and fear.

As a rich young lady, she has never seen such a scene before. Such scenes only appear on TV.

The man nodded and continued: "Since they beat you, what do you want to do with it? Let them travel for a few months, or break off a hand."

The man's tone was calm, but it was this calm tone that sent shivers down the spines of Du Jian and others.

"Don't mess around. We are not ordinary people. We are not something you can move if you want."

In the end, Du Jian had the courage to say something.

"Oh? Tell me what your background is."

The man's voice was still calm.

The man shook his head and said, "It's just trash."

"You..." Zhang Xiaotian looked ugly. It was the first time he heard someone say that his father was a waste!

"I am a descendant of the Yang family!"

Yang Liangqi's voice came next.

The man glanced at Yang Liangqi and said calmly: "Yang family? Ask your father Yang Nianshan to come over and kneel down to apologize to me. Maybe I can bypass you this time for the sake of him running errands for me."

As soon as the man said this, everyone at the scene was shocked.

Whether it is Zhang Xiaotian or Yang Liangqi, they are both real young masters, but their identities and backgrounds are nothing in the eyes of men! Even Yang Liangqi's father had to kneel down to admit his mistake when he saw this man.

Oh my God, where does this man come from?

"Humph, what about my dad? You won't let my dad kneel down and apologize to you, right?"

Du Jian's voice came. His father was his biggest trump card. In Hangyang City, there was no one who could make his father kneel down and apologize.

On the side, Zhang Yifeng listened to the words of several young masters and shook his head disdainfully. These young masters were so accustomed to relying on their father's reputation to dominate that they still haven't figured out the situation yet. The one in front of him Men, I'm afraid they are not something I can surrender to.

In other words, in front of this man, it is useless to fight against him!

Sure enough, the man still said calmly: "Really? Who is your father?"

"My father is Du Gang."

"You... who are you?"

Du Jian's body trembled. What the man said was so bluffing! What's the origin?

The man didn't pay attention to Du Jian's question at all, because people like Du Jian didn't deserve to know who he was. The man turned to look at the bald fat man and said, "These are young people. They still look human. They can't do too much." , just cut off their hands. How about this, each person cuts off one finger, what do you think?"

The man's first words sounded gentle, but the next sentence completely frightened everyone. Several women even started crying on the spot.

"Master Bao, you have the final say." The bald man said respectfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman begged for mercy.

"Uncle, we didn't hit you, can you let us go?"

"I didn't hit you. Please don't break my fingers. As long as you let me go, I can do anything, even sleep with you."

In order not to suffer pain, what's the point of sleeping!

Hearing this, the man asked the fat bald man, "Did these little girls hit you?"

The fat man replied: "It seems not. These are the only men who hit me, plus the little girl who slapped me."

The man nodded and said: "Since I didn't fight, I won't bully anyone. You guys can go."

"Thank you uncle, thank you uncle."

The women were relieved and quickly stood up and staggered out of the private room.

In the private room, there were only three young masters, Zhang Yifeng and He Yajiao, whose face was extremely pale.

At this moment, Miss He Yajiao's temper had long since disappeared. Only at this moment did she realize how correct what He Lei said was. This means that there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world.

Hangyang City is not a three-bear city. There are many people with status and background here. There is nothing wrong with keeping a low profile in everything.

In fact, Zhang Yifeng could have left without hitting anyone, but it was naturally impossible for him to leave. Otherwise, who will clean up this mess?

This unruly young lady really doesn't make people worry. Fortunately, He Lei called him because he was worried about He Yajiao. Otherwise, tonight would probably be a disaster.

"Cut off a few of their fingers."

After the woman left, the man's cold voice came immediately.

At this moment, Du Jian and others could no longer pretend to be calm. Zhang Xiaotian was almost frightened to tears. The 1.8-meter-tall, nine-foot-tall man was frightened to tears. It was just a joke, but the scene was so depressing and terrifying. The atmosphere is indeed very despairing.