Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

"Oh, this nightclub is really magnificent, it's really dazzling around here."

Su Yan looked at the big local tyrant nightclub that was so conspicuous in the downtown area from the car, with a faint smile on his face.

"My lord, this nightclub is quite famous. It is almost the most famous nightclub in Buji, and the people who come here are all top consumers."

"Isn't this a big local nightclub, why other people like to come here."

"Of course, the big local tyrants are the main guests here, but there are things that make other upper-class people want to stop, so the name doesn't seem so important."

"What makes people want to stop, those three?"

"Accurately speaking, it should be desire. This is a famous and romantic place. All the ladies here are the best."

Su Yan kicked Yuwen Xiongba's crotch, and Yuwen Xiongba hurriedly covered it, obviously injured.

"Well, I'll choose a good lady for you tonight."

"My lord, I don't want it."

Yu Wenxiong refused righteously, but when he saw the two beautifully dressed beauties at the door, his voice became very small.

"If there is something punctual, I can think about it."

"Consider your size."

Su Yan gave Yuwen Xiongba a violent shudder, and he grinned in pain, but Su Yan walked in directly.

"welcome."

The two beauties greeted enthusiastically, and the woman who can make Yuwen Xiongba discolored is naturally not ordinary.

It can be said that these two beauties are not such heavy makeup and vulgar things, but reveal a noble and elegant temperament, and this is what attracted Yuwen Xiongba.

"My lord, there are all kinds of young ladies in it. For the local tyrants, the figure is first-rate. There is nothing elegant in other aspects, but other big men are more elegant."

"Oh, let's just listen."

"For example, if someone with profound academic background comes here, you have to find an educated beauty. The beauty here is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, playing and singing, and there are not a few elite schools."

"Then this clubhouse is very high-end, do you know what the owner of Qingfang looks like?"

"This is a portrait of him, a fake bald monk."

"Really happy, a monk opened a big local tyrant nightclub."

When the two of Su Yan came in, they were noticed, and a sister Hong walked over, smiling all over her face.

Sister Hong is equivalent to the ancient madam, and generally has great power in nightclubs.

The stooped body is really a lot of benefits, but Su Yan didn't take a look, but Yuwen Xiongba took a glance.

"You two seem to be here for the first time."

"Well, we are from a foreign country. I heard that this place is very famous, so come and have a look.

"Then you are looking for the right person. We are the most famous in Vujina."

"Oh, how famous is it."

Su Yan glanced at Yu Wen Xiongba, Yu Wen Xiongba threw out a pocket, and naturally he went to the bank to withdraw cash, 5 million.

Bundles of money spilled out, everywhere, making Sister Hong slightly discolored.

"Oh, the young master looks like a big family. He is really generous. Come and accompany the young master."

The waiter beckoned, and dozens of girls rushed in, all of them outstanding.

"Master, choose whatever you like. They are all our famous peach blossoms."

At this moment, a middle-aged man with eyes was full of displeasure, and he couldn't help saying: "vulgar!"

Sister Hong didn't pay any attention to it. They were all guests and couldn't drive people away.

But Su Yan looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Vulgar, are you here to tell me vulgar, isn't this a big local tyrant nightclub!"

As soon as Su Yan changed his appearance, Yuwen Xiongba's complexion changed, but he didn't expect Su Yan to come out.

The middle-aged man was even more angry, staring with a pair of eyes and roaring: "You, a foreigner, dare to be so arrogant. Believe it or not, I will keep you from getting out of Beji City."

Sister Hong hurriedly pulled the middle-aged man and said, "Boss, don't be angry. You are all guests here. You can play whatever you want."

"I can't bear it, a group of wild men, and little cherries, every time I order them, you take her to the wild men, you are making me angry."

Sister Hong's expression also changed slightly, and she quickly apologized: "Boss, this is my carelessness. How come I remember so clearly that there are so many customers."

Sister Hong hurriedly waved to let the little cherry come over, and little cherry knew the scene very well and ran over.

"Wait, Sister Hong, right? I want this person."

Sister Hong's face turned cold, and she knew that there was a trouble. The two young men were definitely not good at doing things, but she did not dare to offend her as a regular customer.

"Oh, my handsome boy, other girls are also good."

"Just her."

Su Yan threw a pocket again. There were two million national coins in it, but more than ten million.

When he came, Su Yan asked Yuwen Xiongba to prepare cash. The more the better, when he came to the big local tyrant nightclub, would he still be called a local tyrant without cash?

Sister Hong's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly signaled Xiao Yingtao to accompany Su Yan, but the boss was angry.

"Can you pack a little cherry with ten million!"

The boss threw out a gold card and said coldly, "There are 20 million in it."

Su Yan asked Yuwen Xiongba to throw out another bag containing five million Western coins, equivalent to 40 million.

The boss looked gloomy, staring at Su Yan with a pair of big eyes, with immense hatred.

"You made it clear that you are going to fight me!"

"Against you?" Su Yan chuckled, "You don't look at Laozi's identity, are you worthy?"

The boss trembled with anger and anger. He was a well-known political and business tycoon with assets of hundreds of millions. No one had ever dared to argue with him like this.

"You're fine, you have the ability to report to the top!"

Su Yan shook his finger: "Just you, you don't deserve it."

The boss almost let out a breath of blood, furiously he rushed towards Su Yan.

His fist was nothing in Su Yan's eyes, he couldn't touch Su Yan's body at all, and he was shot flying one meter away from Su Yan.

The boss fell to the ground, covered in blood, yelling and piercing in pain.

This voice naturally attracted the attention of others in the nightclub. A man with a scar on his face came over, his complexion suddenly changed.

"The boss?!"

Obviously the two know each other, after all, the circle is so big, it is not uncommon to see that you can't see it when you look down.

"Who beat you like this?"

The boss pointed at Su Yan, his eyes still filled with resentment.

At this time, Sister Hong had long been scared to death. She knew that the boss had something to do with the trouble. She even knew that Su Yan was not an ordinary person, because she clearly saw that all the bosses flew without touching Su. .

The scar man looked at Su Yan with murderous intent, and the scar wriggled, full of hideous meaning.