Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Thunder exploded and it rained heavily.

On the street near midnight, the lonely street lights are on. There are no pedestrians and few passing vehicles. Everything looks so lonely.

Lin Hao walks in the rain with the little girl in his arms!

His face was cold and his eyes were sharp. He held an umbrella and said nothing all the way, like a wooden stake or sculpture.

But he travels very fast, a few meters at a time, like a phantom!

Nevertheless, the steps were quite stable. The umbrella seemed to be fixed on the top of his head without shaking. In his arms, the little girl could not feel the slightest bump. Even the fast-moving wind and rain were frightened by the invisible momentum.

Children's emotions change fast!

When Lin Hao didn't come back, the little girl was scared, but now even if she walked in the thunderstorm, she wasn't afraid.

She didn't cry because she knew Lin Hao was going to take her to her mother!

But her attention was not on her mother.

At the moment, she was giggling and cheering: "uncle is great, uncle runs so fast..."

this is it.

But Lin Hao's mood is still not very sunny!

"Bai wanqiu!"

"Qingshan Hot Spring Club!"

"Sell wine!"

“……”

The information given by Liu Qingcheng echoed in his mind, and his anger accumulated at the bottom of his heart. It seemed that the man walking alone in the rain was like a powder keg that would explode at any time.

Lin Hao of Qingshan hot spring club knows that it is the most famous high-end club in Liucheng, which is not the same level as the flower street.

Although he has never been in for two generations, it doesn't affect him to know where that place is!

For that place, he had no subjective likes and dislikes, and he couldn't even say anything about selling wine.

The fundamental reason why he was so angry was that he knew that the little girl would be afraid on such a thunderstorm night. The woman actually left the little girl at home alone!

If the little girl didn't know to call him, if he didn't come back in time, if not

"Call -"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Hao finally pressed it.

The next time, he doesn't think about it anymore!

Some things still can't be thought more. He has never been such a good tempered person. If he really wants to continue thinking, he doesn't think he can control it.

Very quiet!

In the thunderstorm, he just looked cold and walked forward silently.

It seemed that she felt his emotion. Slowly, the little girl didn't laugh or cry, but she was very sensible and rubbed her tender face against his heavy stone like cheek.

Time passes quietly!

Unknowingly, the place is coming. A corner comes and the sight is not far away. The signboard of "Qingshan Hot Spring Club" is clearly visible in the rain curtain.

……

Quiet!

The rain is falling, but the wind can't blow into this rich and gentle corner.

The street lights are still bright, the neon lights are still flashing, and many luxury cars are still parked at the door of the club. However, due to the heavy rain, the night that should have been full of lights, wine, singing and dancing seems quite clean and peaceful.

Of course, all this is just appearance!

I don't know what's going on inside the clubhouse. On the open space outside the clubhouse in the rain, the two groups confronted each other in the rain, and the atmosphere was particularly bleak.

As the fuse of this incident, Bai wanqiu was sitting in the middle of the confrontation site, soaked and embarrassed.

But at this time, there are not many people's eyes on her!

Indeed, this incident arose because of her, but it has nothing to do with her as a woman.

She has been forgotten!

She wants to go back now. She knows that her daughter will be afraid and need her very much.

But she can't go.

Being forgotten is one thing, and whether you can get out is another.

At present, both sides of the confrontation are not good. Even the boss of the club can't afford to provoke her, so she can only give up.

As far as the people gathered on both sides are concerned, they are really not serious people!

She is in a hurry and afraid.

Afraid of attracting attention again, she didn't dare to cry. She could only tremble in the rain and cry secretly.

But after all, the calm broke, and the eyes of both sides returned to her again.

"Come on, how can I take people away?"

Zhang Qing, known as brother Qing, is the number one general of the long sword club. In the rain, his little brother helped him hold an umbrella, while he leisurely lit a cigarette.

Needless to say, the people on the opposite side are all from batian society, and the iron hand is the leader!

At present, the leaders of both sides are absent, but the top thugs have been sent out, and there are many younger brothers gathered.

But then again, it's nothing strange. Although Zhang Biao's defeat after the first World War of siguiting that night made the soaring batian lose momentum, the struggle between the two heroes on Liucheng road was not over.

On the contrary, although there was no big conflagration, the private friction never broke.

Today is!

As a first-class good place in Liucheng, the iron hand and Zhang Qing collided here, and then Bai wanqiu, who happened to enter the sight of both sides at the same time, became the victim.

The logic in this is very simple. Only the strong deserve to enjoy the most beautiful women. Bai wanqiu is beautiful. The long knife club and batian club, Zhang Qing and iron hand, who is strong and who takes away.

At this time, it doesn't matter who Bai wanqiu is. What matters is that neither side of the confrontation will bow its head and show weakness.

As soon as Zhang Qing's voice fell, the iron hand sneered and said, "if you say take it away, will you deceive me that there will be no one in batian?"

Fight against each other and don't give in at all.

It's ok if this kind of thing doesn't happen. Since it happens, it's absolutely impossible to bow your head.

Don't say the woman looks good at the moment. Even if she is ugly, she will never let go.

Hearing the speech, Zhang Qing laughed and said teasingly, "iron hand, it's not me that Zhang Qing despises you for so many years, just you?"

Hehe smiled. After a slight pause, Zhang Qing shook his finger, "really not!!"

The simple three words are unparalleled ridicule.

The iron hand's face was blue, and everyone in batian meeting behind him was also angry. Seeing that both sides scolded, a battle for beauty was about to start, suddenly

"Da -"

"Da -"

Footsteps came, so clear in the dead of night that even the torrential rain could not be covered up.

Quiet!

Hearing the sound, the originally tense scene was suddenly deserted.

Iron hand frown!

Zhang Qing frowns!

Everyone frowned at batian's long sword meeting!

In addition to Bai wanqiu shivering because of cold, anxiety and fear, she didn't notice that everyone's eyes went in the direction of footsteps.

No one at first!

Slowly, a dark shadow appeared in the sight!

Before long, it was clear that he was a man, holding an umbrella and holding a little girl!

And then

One mouth, Zhang Qing's cigarette fell out!

The hands shook, and the two iron braves played by the iron hand fell to the ground!