Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

"Luo Chen, do you want to run?" Ziyuan hurried in and shouted at Luo Chen.

Because once the real master comes, Luo Chen just can't run if he wants to.

After all, that's a master, and he can kill people from his breath!

For ordinary people like them, the name of the master is already terrifying!

"What are you running?" Luo Chen turned his head in surprise.

"Grandmaster, the person you hit has a grandmaster!" Shiyuan showed an extremely worried look on his face.

"If there is, there will be." Luo Chen had an indifferent attitude.

"but"

"Aren't we going to team building?" Luo Chen asked.

"When is it all, do you still have the heart to think about this?" Shion looked anxious all at once.

In the end, Luo Chen took someone to the team building.

It is a farmhouse outside Nanling, named Wuthering Mountain Villa!

Only along the way, except Ziyuan, almost everyone kept a distance from Luo Chen intentionally or unintentionally.

After all, Luo Chen had just beaten the Nanling prince, not to mention, he even got in touch with the grandmaster!

Ziyuan tried his best to dissuade Luo Chen for a long time along the way, but Luo Chen remained indifferent.

Seeing this scene, many people sneered and shook their heads. They all provoke the grandmaster, but they are still so indifferent?

If the Grand Master arrives, Luo Chen will be beheaded!

In the end, Ziyuan was also a little angry, and simply sat next to Luo Chen and ignored Luo Chen and started the live broadcast.

On the other side, in the lobby of a luxurious nightclub, a middle-aged man with a beard sitting on a sofa, surrounded by four extremely exposed beauties holding wine and lighting a cigar, constantly handing it to the middle-aged man. man.

It stands to reason that the middle-aged man looked at Han Feiyu whose face was covered in blood, and then looked at the third brother whose hands had been abolished. He should be angry.

After all, this is the son and bodyguard who beat his Han Donglai!

But at this moment, Han Donglai had an indifferent look, without the slightest anger.

"San, why don't you call your master first." Han Donglai, as a two-way take-all underground emperor of Nanling, can be said to be Tongtian. Not only is Nanling No. 1 in Nanling, he has an extremely large network of connections in Nanling. .

Don't even think of him as Han Donglai is just an underground emperor in Nanling, but even in other provinces, he is considered a figure, which shows that Han Donglai's methods are indeed extraordinary.

And he is an extremely ambitious and vengeful person.

He didn't want to be limited to being the underground emperor of Nanling, he would be the underground emperor of the entire China.

This wish will soon come true, as long as that person comes to Nanling!

So this kind of thing, in his eyes, is just a small matter, and of course it makes him feel a little bit embarrassed. After all, people who come out are always asking for some face.

And Ah San is the person who is called the third brother by Han Feiyu. He is a disciple of a martial arts master in Southern Province. The martial arts master is respected and holds the entire Southern Province martial arts.

Someone helped dial the phone, and Asan started speaking first.

"Master, I was banned!"

His hands were broken, and he would never be able to practice martial arts anymore in his life, let alone working with others, so Ah San's expression was extremely gloomy and his tone was full of resentment.

"In that small place in Nanling, you would also be abandoned? Did the other party use a machine gun?" A surprised voice came from the phone.

"No, I was beaten, alone!" Asan replied.

"Anyone?" The other end of the phone was even more surprised.

"Although you have been practicing martial arts for many years, you are not very good, but ordinary people are definitely not an opponent."

"Master, he just kicked me off with just one kick. I suspect he is a grandmaster!" Ah San asked suspiciously. Even Han Donglai turned his attention to this when he heard this.

"Grandmaster?"

"I am the only master in Southern Province, is it from another province?"

"How old is the other party?" asked the other end of the phone again.

"The other party is in their early twenties!" Ah San replied again.

"Hmph, then it can't be the Grand Master." The phone directly asserted.

"why?"

"He clearly kicked me"

"Because he was awarded the title of Grand Master in his early twenties, there is only one person in China!"

"Luo Wuji!"

"There can never be a second person in the world, who can be a master in his early twenties." explained on the other end of the phone.

"Master, will he be Luo Wuji?" Ah San was stunned at once.

If the other party is Luo Wou-ki, let alone revenge, he buys a plane ticket now, don’t he know if it’s too late?

But instead of answering his question on the other end of the phone, he spoke.

"Let's come here for the teacher personally. Kill him. At best, he is a master of inner strength who is stronger than you."

"But Master, in case he is"

"Beep..." The phone was hung up.

"Master Han? This?" A San looked at Han Donglai in confusion.

"He can't be Luo Wuji!" Han Donglai sneered.

"Why?" Ah San looked at Han Donglai in confusion.

"Because we have already contacted Luo Wuji, and soon, we will invite Luo Wuji to our Nanling!"

"As long as we invite Luo Wuji to rely on his big tree, let alone this little Nanling, Southern Province, the entire China, in the future, we can only listen to us calling for wind and rain!" Han Donglai suddenly stood up and laughed loudly. .

He has already contacted Luo Wuji through his relationship, and he is also honored to have a phone call with Luo Wuji!

At that time, as long as Luo Wuji comes to Nanling, they will be on the same footing in the future.

"Dad, have you climbed the backing of Luo Wuji?" Han Feiyu was shocked, and his whole body instantly showed extremely excited expression.

Who is Luo Wuji?

That is the man at the top of China, a word can determine a person's fate!

Turn your hands for the clouds and cover your hands for the rain!

Bloodbath Longdu, step on foreign masters!

Now in China, who doesn't want to rely on this mountain of him?

"Shhh, low-key!" Han Donglai said, but his face still couldn't help showing an extremely mad and proud look!

"No one will call you the Prince Nanling in the future, and you will be the Prince Prince of China in the future!" Han Donglai stood with his hand holding his hand, his face full of pride!

"Then dad, who hit me?"

"Let Grandmaster Tang solve it, such a small person is not worthy of your dad's personal action!" Han Donglai said arrogantly again.

He used his means to reach the sky, and he caught up with Luo Wuji through the relationship in Hainan!

What a great thing this is?

How can you care about a little man in Nanling?

As long as you rely on Luo Wuji, let alone the people in Nanling, he can ignore anyone in the country!

"Congratulations, Lord Han, this step is just around the corner!" Ah San also complimented him instantly, too excited.

"Hahaha, let's go and celebrate with champagne!" Han Donglai greeted everyone!

On the other side, Luo Chen and his party finally arrived at Wuthering Heights.

Only when Luo Chen walked out, there was a cold voice.

"Hey, isn't this the native Luo Hao?"

Everyone looked up and saw a man in a straight suit standing at the door of Wuthering Heights.

Everyone instantly looked at Luo Chen with expressions of watching the show and gloating. Because that person is not someone else, he is the son of the richest man in Nanling, Chen Jie!