Peerless Conceited Cultivator

Even Li Mi, who was obviously standing on the side of Childe Shen, changed her face and suddenly jumped at the corners of her eyes.

If this knife is cut firmly, even the cervical spine can be cut off. If the head moves, there is no possibility of life at all.

Qiang!

Zhao Ruijie did not dodge and let the machete cut firmly on his neck.

Tang Xintian's mind was dizzy. It seemed that the picture waiting for her must be five steps of blood splashing, and the corpse was on the spot.

However, when she saw it clearly, she was surprised. Zhao Ruijie was not hurt. There was not even a white mark on his neck.

"What kind of Kung Fu is this? Is it a golden bell jar and an iron cloth shirt?"

"Is this still human?"

Not only Tang Xintian was stupid, but childe Shen and his minions were more completely stupid. Their eyes were hanging. They didn't stare at Zhao Ruijie, who was as firm as a mountain.

The skinny man was holding a broken machete and stood there dejected.

"Ha ha, scare people with a toy knife? Tickle me?"

Zhao Ruijie touched the cut position on one side of his neck and looked at the skinny man who was scared to stagger back.

Then, Shi Ruo kicked it out.

The skinny man flew out upside down and fell to the ground with blood on his mouth. His face was twisted and screamed ferociously, and he couldn't get up again.

Then Zhao Ruijie rushed out without fear towards the sharp machete, punching like electricity and legs like the wind.

Bang! The stocky man was the first to bear the brunt. He was hit by a blow. The machete made of refined steel immediately collapsed like paper paste.

Among the scattered blades, Zhao Ruijie's fist crashed into the stocky man's chest.

Then the whole population of the stocky man flew out with blood and fell to the ground five meters away. Without a word, he fainted to the ground.

The rest of the men were so frightened that they screamed "mommy", and then fled in all directions. One by one, they ran faster than the frightened rabbits.

Others stand there and let you cut it down with a machete. In this case, fart!

Tang Xintian, Ji Jie and Li mi all look silly. Their faces are dull. They can't return to God for a long time.

This means is also against the sky! You can't even cut with a machete. It's really copper skin and iron bone. It's not human!

"NIMA, is this still human?"

The son Shen ran the fastest. He jumped on the sports car and started the ignition. Once Zhao Ruijie rushed out, he would step on the accelerator and escape.

"Don't hurry to go. Carry your brothers away. Don't put them in the eye! If I lose too much blood and hang up, I'm not responsible!" Yang traitor touched his chin and said faintly.

"Don't be arrogant, you boy. Do you think I have such strength?" childe Shen was so angry that his face turned white.

But what Yang traitor said was true. Several of his minions had to take the courage to carry some of their incapacitated partners to the car.

"What should we do? Young master Shen, this boy is too rebellious! It's scary! What should we do?"

The brothers were frightened and didn't advocate for a while, but in fact, they secretly hoped that childe Shen would accept it.

The other side is too terrible to fight.

"What are you afraid of? I asked my eldest brother to come here! He's so awesome. I don't believe he can carry a pistol!"

Shen Yonghui was terrified, but he still forced himself to be calm. While driving the sports car, he shouted arrogantly on his face.

"Yes!"

"Please believe me!"

The guys immediately reacted and shouted excitedly.

Shen Yongxin, Shen Dashao, is the most powerful entertainment industry leader on Chang'an Street in Yanjing. He has hundreds of brothers and more than a dozen guns.

Can these two countrymen from the East China Sea fight again and be strong enough that bullets can't go in?

"What? They want to ask brother Xin to come out?" sister Ji's heart jumped with fear when she heard their cry.

"Mr. Yang rebelled against Zhao. Hurry up! They, you really can't afford it!" Tang Xintian was a little afraid this time.

I don't care about eating.

"What can I do? I haven't tasted the food cooked by the big star! How can I go?"

Yang traitor smiled faintly.

"Oh, don't worry, Miss Tang. If Shen Yongxin really comes, I'll still slap him with a big ear scraper!" Zhao Ruijie shrugged indifferently and was elated.

To behave in front of the idol, this guy is a little complacent and has a little frivolous behavior.

Tang Xintian sighed helplessly. He was so anxious that he said whether to ask the boss to come out. Maybe there was a turn for the better.

"Don't get angry, sister Tang. Eat first!"

Li mi didn't mean to leave either. She smiled and said, "I won't go either! I know brother Xin, too. If he really comes, maybe I can say a few words for you!"

She glanced at Yang traitor and Zhao Ruijie. There was a faint smell of disdain in her beautiful eyes.

They are really two upstarts who don't know how to live or die. Do you really think that in Yanjing, you can walk sideways only by being able to fight?

Yanjing is the center of power, at the foot of the emperor. Here, it's useless to have money, and it's useless to be able to fight. Only with towering power can we eat.

Yanjing, Chang'an club.

This is also one of the most famous private clubs in Yanjing. Adjacent to the Forbidden City, it is only separated by a wall from the Chinese government.

The elegant, luxurious and grand palace style is the first impression of Chang'an club. Many valuable red sandalwood screens, large Hotan lanolin jade ornaments and other collections can be seen everywhere here.

In the hustle and bustle of modern cities, there is a hard to find silence and warmth here.

Here, Li Chaoren, the richest man of Chinese in Hong Kong, Li Yuanqing, President of fantasy group, the largest computer manufacturer in China, Lin Yifu, a film and television tycoon in Hong Kong, and other members. It's not unusual for a billionaire here to be like a crucian carp crossing the river.

On the eighth floor of Chang'an club, qingzun red candle restaurant can be called the best Chinese restaurant in Yanjing. In the hall, a huge oil painting "drunken imperial concubine", various classical mahogany furniture and red palace lanterns render a kind of luxury.

In one of the boxes called "Shiquan", a dozen young men and women chatted while tasting red wine, exchanging political policy trends and business information.

They are all friends of Shen Yonghui. They are basically the second generation of officials and the second generation of rich people. There are also several upstarts who started from the mobile Internet and are worth a billion.

When the door opened, a middle-aged man of about thirty-four or five years old came in. Everyone got up and warmly greeted: "brother Xin!"

"Brother Xin is here?"

Shen Yongxin wore the same customized suit at the French fashion week, filled with a huge aura of superiors, with a third of his dignity in his arrogance. With this demeanor alone, he can see his extraordinary identity.

For Shen Yongxin, these elites who have a head and face in Yanjing have great respect, because Shen Yongxin is the most open among the younger generation of the Shen family.

Shen Yongxin is a director of three listed companies, covering film and television, entertainment and games. At the same time, he is also the actual controller of several first-class hotels, bars and clubs on Chang'an Street.

This person spans the political, commercial and cultural circles, has extensive contacts and knows everything.

Brothers, no matter whether there are difficulties in capital, the company's listing approval is blocked, or the project has problems, Shen Yongxin always enthusiastically extends a helping hand and can always solve the problems.

"Ha ha, Xiao Lu, your game development is good. I heard that there are tens of millions of running water every day!"

"Xiao Jin, your P2P project should pay attention to risk control! Now the central bank has begun to pay attention to financial security..."

Shen Yongxin walked into the box, greeted everyone kindly, smiled and ordered a few words at will.

Listen carefully, answer carefully, and don't miss any detail.

Because his words are valuable information, and you can't ask outside.

After a few words, Shen Yongxin frowned and said, "what's the matter with Yonghui? He hasn't come yet. Hurry him over!"

"Yes, brother Xin, I'll call him now!" the boss of a game company quickly felt out his mobile phone.

At this time, a tall, beautiful girl wearing a red skirt and exquisite makeup came to Shen Yongxin's ear and whispered something.

Shen Yongxin's face changed slightly and hurried out of the box: "you play first. When Yonghui comes back, let her go to the Sanyuan box immediately!"

"Three yuan box?"

"Sanyuan box is the third box. Except for several shareholders of the club, ordinary people have no right to use it!"

"What big man is coming?"

When Shen Yongxin walked out of the box, everyone was slightly stunned and guessed at each other.

The box names of Chang'an club are very interesting, from Yipin, Shuangxi, Sanyuan... To Jiuru and Shiquan. Grade from high to low.

The first three boxes are basically used by the top people in China's political and business circles.

Even Yanjing students like Shen Yongxin rarely have the opportunity to use such high-grade boxes.

Accompanied by the tall girl in red, Shen Yongxin came to the door of Sanyuan box, took a deep breath, suppressed his nervous mood, and then knocked on the door: "third sister, brother is coming!"

"Brother Yongxin, please come in!"

In the room, there was a soft and pleasant voice. The voice was a little childish. There was a girl.

Shen Yongxin pushed the door and entered. He looked at a girl sitting at the round table with a happy face: "three younger sisters, I haven't seen you for a few days. You're beautiful again! I'm going to invest in an idol play recently. I'm worried that I don't have a suitable heroine. Why don't you play it?"

"If the third sister plays an action film, it certainly doesn't need to hang Weiya, use the later one!" the girl in red also said with a smile.

She is Shen Yongxin's girlfriend Zhou Shiya. She used to be the star of film and television songs. Now she has quit the entertainment circle and concentrated on helping Shen Yongxin run an equestrian club.

"Brother Yongxin, you're kidding! I'm working in the youth group. I'm on a mission. I don't become an ugly ghost yet?" Shen Qianru smiled faintly, but there was a bit of pride in her smile.

The Shen family, the genuine Yanjing ancient martial arts family, has an amazing influence in Yanjing politics and business circles.

The Shen family where Shen Yongxin and Shen Yonghui live is just a small branch of the ancient Wu Shen family.

Shen Yongxin's branch is not valued by the ancient Wu Shen family, but Shen Yongxin has always wanted to get the shadow of the ancient Wu Shen family.

But the old people of the guwu Shen family are all big men with eyes above the top. How can Shen Yongxin curry favor with them?

Therefore, the shrewd Shen Yongxin starts with Shen Qianru. Young people are easy to talk and establish feelings.