The Return of the Immortal Emperor

The Return of the Immortal Emperor
Chapter 32 - Kneel and Apologize



Lin Feng s eyes were cold and his killing was revealed.


"Kneel down and apologize to Wan Rong."


Dare to threaten Wan Rong, fuck it.


At this moment, Lin Feng uttered boss Zhao's death sentence directly in his heart.


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


"what did you say?"


Boss Zhao laughed contemptuously, as if he had heard an incredible joke.


Shit, how dare he yell and let her apologize, and let her kneel down and apologize ... Really joke.


“What did the boy say? Let Master Zhao apologize? Was his head kicked by that donkey?”


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


Inside the box, the others scoffed sarcastically.


However, their taunts sounded suddenly with Lin Feng's next shot.


"explosion!"


Lin Feng took out 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 and pierced through the boss. The scalp, stimulated by alcohol, burns an unprecedented tingling. Boss Zhao could not help but shout.


"hisses!"


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


Where do they know that this is just an appetizer, and then, even more ferocious in the back.


"Kneel down and apologize to Wan Rong."


Lin Feng continued indifferently, expressionlessly.


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


In three days, it would die cruelly.


"Well, I have to kill you!"


Touching the top of the god's head, boss Zhao looked at the blood in his hand and shouted furiously.


If he had ever suffered such a complaint, how could he swallow the stench in his heart if he returned without revenge.


“No tears without seeing coffin!”


The red wine in Lin Feng's hand bottle had all been spilled, and only a small part of the bottle in his hand remained. He clenched the small bottle and slammed down boss Zhao's thigh.


The sharp glass beard pierced straight into Boss Zhao's thigh, and with a twisting motion forward and backward, it was a kind of heart-shaking prick.


Gruk, groused…


Yin Hong's blood murmured, accompanied by the weary sizzling screams of Boss Zhao.


“Very hard!”


The other people in the box were shivering as they looked at each other.


They were usually ferocious anglers, but now it seemed that compared to Lin Feng's ferocious strength, they were just children.


"I will say last time, get down on my knees and apologize to Wan Rong."


Lin Feng continued to twist the small half-pull wine bottle that was inserted into Boss Zhao's thigh back and forth, closing his eyes to the gurgling blood.


“I was wrong, Ms. Zhang, I was wrong. All my mistakes are my fault. I shouldn't have threatened you. I'm not supposed to say things that insult you. I was wrong. I was completely wrong..”


Boss Zhao was really scared and begged loudly.


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


This uncle had no doubt that if he did not kneel down 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, the sound of rapid footsteps sounded.


"WHO?" Lin Feng paused for a moment after hearing such footsteps.


Those messy footsteps suddenly stopped in front of the door. Then, with the sound of the door snoring, the door of the box 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 good bottles of wine ... "


Entering, seeing what was happening in the room, Zheng Jun stopped talking half.


The situation before him was clear. Where Lin Feng had come to meet a friend, he had obviously come to seek revenge.


"Brother, save me, this brat is beating up people in your club, it's against your rules."


Although Boss Zhao's jade veins were in Myanmar, they were from Dongan. Throughout the year, most of the time he stayed here in Dongan.


He often visits here. He was also familiar with Zheng Jun. When he looked at Zheng Jun now, he felt that his life-saving straw had arrived.


It was a pity that he had not had the chance to witness the scene inside the Tianzi No. 1 box before, otherwise, at this moment, he would definitely not have such an idea.


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


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


Zheng Jun's eyesight was excellent in many people, but when he put it inside Lin Feng, he was merely a sheep that could be slaughtered by anyone.


"Brother Jun, it's me, Lao Zhao, I'm Lao Zhao, it's the boy, hit someone at the club, and leave him immediately ..." Boss Zhao thought that Zheng Jun did not see himself clearly and continued to shout Road .


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


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


What kind of horn was in front of this grandfather? A martial arts master who could kill people in the air, not to mention defeating boss Zhao, killing people.


Moreover, he was now, but only a puppet on the table.


"Jun, I, I ..."


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


Those who licked the blood on his blade were the businessmen who least wanted them to provoke.


"Master Lin, Mister Lin in Zheng Jun's mouth, is this the young man?"


Stopping, Boss Zhao and the others inside the box suddenly realized an important matter.


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


As a result, it seemed like only the young man in front of him could make Zheng Jun respectfully call Mister Lin.


"How could ... this was just a waste left behind by the Lin family!"