Immortal Emperor Returns Chapter 32: Kneel down and apologize
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Lin Feng's eyes are cold, and his murderous intentions are revealed.
"Kneel down and apologize to Wanrong."
Dare to threaten Wanrong, **** it.
At this moment, Lin Feng directly sentenced Boss Zhao to death in his heart.
He wouldn't kill the boss Zhao in public directly, but with the memory of his rebirth from a thousand years of cultivation, there are hundreds of methods that can make Boss Zhao die silently and without a trace.
"What did you say?"
Boss Zhao smiled disdainfully, as if he had heard some incredible joke.
A trash, dare to yell for him to apologize, and even make him kneel down to apologize... What a joke.
"What did this kid say? Ask Boss Zhao to apologize? Did he get his head kicked by a donkey?"
"It really deserves to be Dongan's famous rubbish, and he dared to yell at Boss Zhao to apologize. It's really lifeless."
In the box, the others mocked with disdain.
It's just that their ridicule, with Lin Feng's next shot, abruptly stopped.
"Boom!"
Lin Feng grabbed a bottle of red wine and directly smashed it on Boss Zhao’s head. The glass bottle filled with red wine was very strong. He directly smashed Boss Zhao’s head and blossomed. The red red wine and blood were mixed together and penetrated Boss Zhao’s head. The smashed scalp, stimulated by alcohol, the burning pain was unprecedented, and Boss Zhao couldn't help howling.
"His!"
The other people in the box trembled and involuntarily took a breath of cold air.
How do they know that these are just appetizers, and what's more ruthless is yet to come.
"Kneel down and apologize to Wanrong."
Lin Feng continued coldly, expressionless.
At the same time, a burst of immortality shot into Boss Zhao’s body, destroying certain key nerves in Boss Zhao’s body.
Within three days, he will inevitably die suddenly.
"Boy, I must kill you!"
Touching the top of his **** head, Boss Zhao looked at the blood in his hands and roared frantically.
Have he ever suffered such a grievance, if he does not retaliate back, how could he swallow the bad breath in his heart?
"No tears if you don't see the coffin!"
The red wine in the bottle in Lin Feng's hand has all been spilled, and there is only a small half of the bottle in his hand. He gripped the small half of the bottle, and stabbed Boss Zhao in the thigh.
The sharp glass stubble pierced Boss Zhao's thigh directly, and as he twisted it back and forth, it was even more painful.
Guru, Guru...
The red blood gurgled out, accompanied by the screams of Boss Zhao.
"So cruel!"
Other people in the box shivered at the same time.
They are also ruthless horns on weekdays, but now it seems that compared to Lin Feng's ruthlessness, they are just children playing house.
"I'll say it for the last time, kneel down and apologize to Wanrong."
Lin Feng continued to twist the small half-pulled wine bottle inserted into Boss Zhao's thigh back and forth, turning a blind eye to the blood dripping out.
The murder in his eyes became more intense.
"I was wrong, Miss Zhang, I was wrong. Thousands of mistakes are my fault. I should not threaten you, I should not say those insults to you, I was wrong, I was really wrong... …"
Boss Zhao was completely scared and pleaded bitterly.
The pain, the heart-wrenching sting, and the blood dripping out, seemed to make him feel the threat of death.
This servant has no doubt that if he doesn't kneel down and apologize, Lin Feng will really torture him to death.
"Let's go!"
Lin Feng stopped and pulled Zhang Wanrong to leave.
Just then, outside the box, a rush of messy footsteps sounded.
"Who?" Lin Feng stopped temporarily after hearing such footsteps.
The messy and rapid footsteps stopped abruptly at the door, and then, with the sound of the door being knocked, the door of the box was slowly pushed open.
Zheng Jun opened the door and greeted him respectfully:
"Master Lin, I just saw you enter the box here. I came to meet my friends. I have nothing else to do. I just saw Master Lin you come here, so I brought a few bottles of good wine... …"
Entering, seeing the situation in the room, Zheng Jun's words stopped abruptly in half.
The situation in front of him is very obvious. Where Lin Feng came to meet some friends, he was clearly here to seek revenge.
"Brother Jun, save me, this kid is hitting people in your clubhouse. This is breaking your rules."
Although Boss Zhao’s emerald veins are in Burma, they are from Dong'an. Throughout the year, most of the time is here in Dong'an.
He is a frequent visitor here, and he is familiar with Zheng Jun. Seeing Zheng Jun right now, he feels that his life-saving straw has arrived.
It's a pity that he didn't have the chance to witness the scene in the Tianzi No. 1 box before, otherwise, he would definitely not have such thoughts at this time.
"You are paralyzed!" Zheng Jun was furious, stepped forward and kicked Boss Zhao to the ground.
Lin Feng's strength, wounding and killing people in the air, is completely a method that is almost immortal.
He Zheng Jun has a strong eye for many people, but it is just a lamb to be slaughtered by Lin Feng.
"Brother Jun, it's me, Lao Zhao, I'm Lao Zhao, this kid, who beat people in the clubhouse, quickly abolish him..." Boss Zhao thought it was Zheng Jun who didn't see his appearance. , Continued to shout.
"You **** silence me." Zheng Jun stepped forward and kicked the spot where Boss Zhao was stabbed. "I know it's you. From now on, you dare to scream again. In one sentence, I will kill you now."
There are rules in his clubhouse that no one is allowed to fight, but it depends on the situation.
What kind of horn is the master in front of me? A martial arts master who can kill people in the air, let alone beat the boss Zhao, or kill people, he can only pretend to ignore it.
What's more, he is just a puppet on the table.
"Brother Jun, I, I..."
Boss Zhao was unwilling to say something, but in response to Zheng Jun's murderous gaze, he finally closed his mouth honestly. Although he has strong financial resources, he dare not provoke Zheng Jun.
The people who have licked blood on the knife edge are those businessmen who are least willing to provoke.
"Master Lin, Master Lin mentioned by Zheng Jun, is that this young man?"
Stopping, Boss Zhao and the others in the box suddenly realized an important problem.
When Zheng Jun entered the door, he respectfully called Master Lin, but in the box, none of them had the surname Lin. What's more, even if there were, they were not qualified to make Zheng Jun so respectful. .
The result is ready to come out, and it seems that only this young man is left in front of him who can make Zheng Jun respectfully call Master Lin.
"How is it possible...this is just a waste from the Lin family!"