Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

Qi Cheng didn't care about the delicacies spilled all over the place, his eyes were already inseparable, and he stared at the people on the sofa, unable to believe it.

It took several minutes for Qi Cheng to cry, crying abnormally sad and hoarse.

This is even worse than the previous time that Su Yan cried when he bought the house. That time it was just a cry of fear and fear, this time it was a cry of excitement.

Qi Cheng cried for about a minute, Su Yan was annoyed by it, and couldn't help saying, "Shut up!"

Qi Cheng didn't dare to make a sound immediately, so she could only choke constantly, and her body also kept shaking from time to time.

At this moment, people gathered in the hall, all sitting on chairs properly.

It's just that some people sit very comfortably, while others feel like needles.

Of course, there was another person who sat down by himself, not Su Yan forced him, he was number nine.

At this moment, Number Nine looked at Qi Cheng, his face was extremely cold, and he directly shouted: "Useless things, the dishes are not good, why do you want you!"

A spirit power emerged from No.9's hand and directly rushed towards Qi Orange. This spirit power Qi Cheng had a hundred lives and was not enough to die.

In the desperate situation, Qi Cheng couldn't shut up at all, and shouted sternly: "Master Su, save me!"

As soon as his words fell, the attack on the 9th shot dissipated, as if his roar was shaken away.

No. 9's face was cold, his face full of killing intent appeared, and a pair of eyes stared at Su Yan.

He understands that the person in front of him is a very strong person. After all, he can kill No.10, which is definitely not an ordinary existence.

"You are strong, but do you know what you offended?"

Looking at Su Yan, No. 9 tried to recover calmly, took the delicacy from a cook, and swaggered to eat.

"This steak is not bad, so I won't kill you."

The chef was naturally grateful, he didn't understand everything, but was very excited when he heard the word "don't kill".

Su Yan did not speak because someone would speak for him.

A gangster on the edge of the city stood up excitedly at this moment. He confirmed countless times that the person on the sofa was Su Yan, and he dared to stand up.

This tycoon looked at Number Nine, his eyes cold with spite, as if Nine were his peerless enemy.

"Do you know who the person in front of you is?"

On the other hand, Number 9 said, "I don't want to know yet."

"I really want to tell you now."

No. 9 looked at this person, her eyes flashed with coldness, and a coercion directly struck this big man.

No. 9 is the initial state of Yin Dan, killing this person is too easy, it is simpler than killing a chicken.

But his attack was the same as before, completely disappeared, without any fluctuations at all.

No. 9's face was completely gloomy, and he was resisted for the first time. It can be said that his power is not strong, but this time his power is comparable to the existence of Taoism.

However, No. 9 still endured it, and No. 10 died, indicating that the person in front of him was not weaker than him, and was a real opponent.

"If you want to kill me, don't look at what you are, and dare to make an axe in front of Master Su!"

Seeing that the attack on the 9th had no effect on him, the man couldn't help being bold. He knew that Su Yan must have helped him.

"Master Su, your surname is Su?!"

A hint of coldness flashed in the eyes of No. 9, because he had to face Su Yan because of the word Su. There was a person in his mind, of course, he had no contact with the person in front of him.

"Are you Su Baxian's family?!"

No. 9 was even more angry. Jinlin was in charge of No. 8. Now Su Baxian's family appeared, of course he was dissatisfied.

But the big guy was showing a full smile at the moment, looking at Number Nine and saying: "You can't even dream of who he is!"

"Oh, I don't even want to know who he is now."

"But I have to tell you his identity!"

"court death!"

Number Nine was playing with the martial arts tycoon with a cold face, killing intent everywhere.

"He is... Su Baxian!"

The big man in the martial arts world said word by word, his voice was high and sharp, resounding throughout the villa, and the lingering sound continued.

Everyone was all changing colors at this moment. The group of people who already knew Su Yan's identity was a lot better, but the people who had just known it were astonishing, and their eyes showed extreme amazement.

Especially the employees of the energy technology company, one by one, they are almost urinating at the moment. Su Baxian, what kind of existence is that, killing the three of them in charge of the area is simply a godlike enemy.

He didn't die, this was a disaster for them, and there was still despair in their hearts.

However, No. 9 is different. There is no trace of tension or fear. Instead, it shows a full of abuse.

"He is Su Baxian?" No.9 asked playfully.

"Yes, he is naturally Su Baxian, our Lord Su!"

"Hahaha!"

The affirmative words of the big man in the martial arts world, instead of the fear of the nine, but a full smile, which is extremely ridiculous.

"you!"

All the people who knew Su Yan were extremely angry, and they dared to mock the **** they admired in their hearts. This was simply unbearable.

But Su Yan was very indifferent and never spoke.

"If he is Su Baxian, then I am the Emperor Laozi!"

No. 9 is almost laughing and angry. Su Baxian is already dead. How could he be resurrected? This is extremely absurd. No. 9 naturally trusts energy technology companies.

What's more, if Su Baxian didn't die, would the energy technology company dare to invade China so unscrupulously? Would it dare to replace everything about him so arrogantly? So Su Baxian must be dead.

"What you said is really funny, Su Baxian, alas, I was so funny."

No. 9 clutched his stomach and smiled even more, which made the restlessness of other energy technology company employees disappear, one by one, feeling left behind.

But at this moment, Su Yan stood up. He thought there was enough time and it was time to end.

Su Yan looked at Number Nine, with a condescending expression, and said lightly: "He is right, I am Su Baxian."

Su Yan's voice was very soft, without the slightest anger.

Not waiting for the 9th to speak, nor for his face to change transiently, or even despair in his heart, Su Yan's breath of death has enveloped the entire villa.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, Number Nine turned directly into a mummy like a withered tree, and finally turned into ashes.

It was just a coercion that easily killed the Nine. Su Yan's horror was unimaginable!

At this moment, everyone else was scared by the scene, even the big men in the martial arts world.

Su Yan walked around, wherever he went, people kept turning to ashes and falling to the ground.

Even some big men in the martial arts world failed to escape this bad luck. In the original hall of 200 people, only less than 30 people remained.

These thirty people stayed because they were unyielding and because they did not become slaves to energy technology companies.