Immortal Emperor Returns

Lin Feng's eyes were cold and his killings were revealed.

"Knelt down and apologize to Wan Rong."

Dare to threaten Wan Rong, **** it.

At this moment, Lin Feng pronounced the death sentence of boss Zhao directly in his heart.

He did not directly kill Boss Zhao in public, but with the memory of his thousand years of rebirth, there are hundreds of ways to make Boss Zhao die silently and without trace.

"what did you say?"

Boss Zhao laughed disdainfully, as if he had heard some incredible joke.

A crap, how dare he yell and let him apologize, and let him kneel and apologize ... What a joke.

"What did the boy say? Let Mr. Zhao apologize? Was his head kicked by the donkey?"

"It is indeed worthy of Dong An's famous waste, and he dared to cry for Boss Zhao to apologize.

Inside the box, the others scoffed sarcastically.

However, their ridicule sounded abruptly abruptly with Lin Feng's next shot.

"boom!"

Lin Feng grabbed a bottle of red wine and smashed it directly into Boss Zhao's head. The glass bottle filled with red wine was very strong. It directly hit Boss Zhao's head and bloomed. The red wine and blood mixed together and penetrated the boss. The scalp, stimulated by alcohol, the burning tingling was unprecedented. Boss Zhao couldn't help screaming.

"hiss!"

The others in the box shivered and took a cold breath.

Where do they know that these are just appetizers, and then, more fiercely still behind.

"Knelt down and apologize to Wan Rong."

Lin Feng continued indifferently, expressionless.

At the same time, an immortal Yuan burst into Boss Zhao's body, destroying some key nerves in Boss Zhao's body.

Within three days, it will violently die.

"Boy, I must kill you!"

Touching the top of a **** head, boss Zhao looked at the blood in his hands and yelled madly.

If he had ever suffered such grievances, how could he have swallowed the bad breath in his heart if he returned without revenge.

"No tears without seeing the coffin!"

The red wine in the bottle of Lin Feng's hands had all been spilled, and only a small half of the bottle in his hand was left. He clenched the small bottle of the bottle and slammed **** the thigh of boss Zhao.

The sharp glass stubble pierced directly into Boss Zhao's thigh, and with his twisting back and forth, it was a kind of heart-tingling stabbing.

Grunt, grunt ...

The blood of Yin Hong murmured, accompanied by the scream of Boss Zhao's exhausted hissing.

"So hard!"

The other people in the box shivered as they saw each other.

They are usually fierce anglers, but now it seems that compared with the fierce strength of Lin Feng, they are just children.

"I'll say the last time, kneeling down and apologizing to Wan Rong."

Lin Feng continued to twist the small half-pull wine bottle inserted into Boss Zhao's thigh back and forth, turning a blind eye to the blood that gurgles.

The killing in his eyes became more intense.

"I was wrong, Ms. Zhang, I was wrong. All mistakes are my fault. I should not threaten you. I should not say things that insult you. I am wrong. I am really wrong ..."

Boss Zhao was completely afraid and begged hard.

The pain, the tingling in the heart, and the blood gurgling out seemed to make him feel the threat of death.

This uncle had no doubt that if he didn't kneel and apologize, Lin Feng would really torture him to death.

"Let's go!"

Lin Feng stopped and pulled Zhang Wanrong away.

At this moment, outside the box, a mess of rapid footsteps sounded.

"Who?" Lin Feng stopped for a while after hearing such footsteps.

The cluttered footsteps stopped abruptly at the door. Then, with the sound of the door snoring, the door of the box was slowly opened.

While Zheng Jun pushed the door open, he greeted him respectfully:

"Master Lin, I just saw you enter the box here. I came here to see my friends. I have nothing else to do. I just saw Master Lin here and brought some bottles of good wine ..."

Entering, seeing what was going on in the room, Zheng Jun stopped half speaking.

The situation in front of him is obvious. Where did Lin Feng come to see any friends, he clearly came to seek revenge.

"Brother, save me, this boy is beating people in your club, this is breaking your rules."

Although Boss Zhao's jadeite veins are in Myanmar, they are from Dongan. Over the year, most of the time he stays here in Dongan.

He is a frequent visitor here. He is also familiar with Zheng Jun. When he saw Zheng Jun now, he felt that his life-saving straw had arrived.

It is a pity that he had no chance to witness the scene in the box of Tianzi No. 1 before, otherwise, at this time, he would definitely not have such an idea.

"Bad you are paralyzed!" Zheng Jun was furious and stepped forward to knock Boss Zhao to the ground.

What kind of strength of Lin Feng, killing and killing people in the air, is almost an immortal method.

Zheng Jun's eyesight is very good in many people, but when he puts it in Lin Feng, he is just a lamb that can be slaughtered by anyone.

"Jun brother, it's me, Lao Zhao, I'm Lao Zhao, this is the kid, hit someone in the club, and quickly abandon him ..." Boss Zhao thought that Zheng Jun didn't see himself clearly and continued to shout Road.

"Stop **** Lao Tzu." Zheng Jun stepped forward and struck the position where Boss Zhao was stung. "Lao Tzu knows you. From now on, you dare to shout again, Lao Tzu. Kill you now. "

His club is a rule, everyone is not allowed to fight, but it depends on the situation.

What kind of horn is this grandfather in front of? The martial arts master who can kill people in the air, not to mention beating the boss Zhao, is killing people.

What's more, he is now, but only the puppet on the counter.

"Jun, me, I ..."

Boss Zhao was unwilling to say anything, but facing Zheng Jun's killing eyes, he finally closed his mouth honestly. Although he was rich in financial resources, he did not dare to provoke people like Zheng Jun.

Those who licked blood on the blade were the businessmen they were most unwilling to provoke.

"Master Lin, Master Lin in the mouth of Zheng Jun, is this the young man?"

Stopping, Boss Zhao and others in the box suddenly realized an important issue.

Zheng Jun entered the door and respectfully called Master Lin, but in the box, these people did not have a surname of Lin at all, not to mention, even if they did, they were not qualified to make Zheng Jun so respectful.

As a result, it seemed that only the young man in front of him was able to make Zheng Jun respectfully call Master Lin.

"How is it possible ... this is just a waste abandoned by the Lin family!"