The reborn tyrant rises

Chapter 315: Goodbye | The Rise of the Reborn Hero | The Rise of the Reborn Hero Chapter Read

The prelude to this song was accompanied by a harsh anti-aircraft siren, and a large disc similar to a space UFO slowly swept across the roof of the disco.

Then the spotlight hit the spot in the Suping South Card Room, revealing the slender photos of several people.

The emotional voice in the center of the stage and the arms of the leading dancers waving to Su Pingnan’s position, similar to the Nazi salute, suddenly made Su Pingnan’s card room the focus of thousands of people’s attention.

Yan Qingyi’s face suddenly turned pale.

She could never have imagined that her accidental accompaniment to school dancing would make her see the devil again.

Su Pingnan.

She recognized the man under the spotlight at a glance.

Compared with the night market that night, this man has changed a lot, his eyes are less sharp and more calm, but the whole person looks more profound.

“What’s wrong?”

Xu Jinlei immediately.

Discovering the abnormality of his companion, he asked with concern.

The environment can change a person, and it can also make a person forget a lot of things she wants to forget.

Now Yan Qingyi has completely changed her appearance, the short hair that used to be heroic has long been turned into long blue silk.

The shrewdness that has been tempered in the front line of blood and fire in those years has also been replaced by the charm of a little woman.

If you weren’t particularly familiar with Yan Qingyi, you would never associate that… the female hunter who used to have stubborn eyes with this beautiful and elegant female college student.

Yan Qingyi’s uncle was the fourth-generation director of Xia Guo, and he put down the guide tube early because of physical reasons.

But with all his grades and qualifications, it was not that difficult for him to get one of his nieces into the Film Academy Splendid.

The youthful atmosphere of the university and the vast film art made Yan Qingyi gradually walk out of the former world. Whenever she thinks of her stubbornness at that time, Yan Qingyi will feel fortunate, because those nightmares have finally left her.

The disco is the favorite place for young people in Shengjing, and the young people with strong hormones from the Film Academy are no exception, not to mention that Xinjiekou is only a few stops away from the Film Academy.

Yan Qingyi came with Xu Jinlei.

A TV drama that Lao Xu participated in recently was just finished, and she couldn’t help pulling Yan Qingyi out to celebrate when she was so excited. She never thought that her classmate would suddenly become like this.

“Let’s go.

I’m suddenly very uncomfortable.”

The fear in Yan Qingyi’s expression was clear at a glance, Xu Jinlei was icy smart, she glanced curiously at the young man… sitting upstairs on the second floor.

There must be a story.

Xu Jinlei wisely did not ask aloud, just nodded, accompanied Yan Qingyi to leave quickly, and before leaving the door, Xu Jinlei deliberately turned her head and glanced again, keeping Su Pingnan’s appearance firmly inside.

Su Pingnan looked calm.

The owner of this disco is really good at doing business, and a few bottles of wine make such a big battle, which satisfies people’s vanity to the extreme.

In this nightclub filled with money and desire On the contrary, he took out the energy from his previous life and was not afraid, and drank a few glasses.

Everyone is a man of the Prancing Horse Rivers and Lakes, and it didn’t take long for the twoThe people let go, and the atmosphere in the card room began to warm up.

All kinds of expensive drinks have been sent up without any money, always there: Zhang San, who was waiting by the side, began to feel uneasy.

There are already a lot of rich people these days, but Zhang San has never heard of this kind of flower method. Don’t worry about what’s wrong, it’s just a short while, the price of drinks has reached six figures, look at the young man It doesn’t seem to matter what a person looks like.

The atmosphere in the card room became warm, but Su Pingnan was a little dull, waved his hand to reject a girl’s invitation to drink, and turned to look at the crowded dance floor with clear eyes.

Eventually the mood changed.

Su Pingnan secretly sighed that he was no longer the one… Su Pingnan, who drank and sang in the three religions and nine streams.

“That’s the guy Xiao Xijing said hello to”

The largest Buddha’s knife in Haiding District was in a card room not far from Su Pingnan’s few people. Looking at Su Pingnan’s back, his tone was a little weird.

“right.

Dao Dao, this man is really rich.”

A man beside him had an envious tone, and Su Pingnan stole the limelight tonight, and he was a little jealous.

Dao Dao smiled, spit out light blue eye circles, “If you want to be in the limelight in Shengjing, it’s not enough to rely on a few dollars.

The little bastard will come in a while, and if he can pass the level of the little bastard, this person is considered a character: now.”

The man’s face showed a hint of surprise when he heard this: “Didn’t those war criminals just get 300,000 people from Fujian, how come they have no money again?”

Dao Dao shook his head: “Little bastard is just that virtuous. The generation of war criminals in Da Bajie have all been shot in the head, and now he thinks that Sijiu Nancheng is bigger than Tianda.”

The man is silent, the little bastard has been arrogant and domineering for a day or two, but his gang is too ruthless, and his relationship with Yan Jing is too strong, no one dared to shake his edge for a while.

“Xiao Xijing’s face is no longer given to little bastards”

The man continued to ask, “I saw this man greet Zhang Baolin when he came in.”

Dao Dao pressed the cigarette: extinguished, “I’m afraid it will be difficult, the little bastard likes to be in the limelight, he said he would listen to the first sound, but this person snatched it first, the little bastard is virtuous”

After finishing speaking, Dao Dao was a little disdainful of what to say.

He is a Buddha, not a stubborn master.

What I look down on the most is the virtue of these stubborn masters who want their face and don’t care about their inner self.

In the eyes of Buddhas like Dao Dao, only money is real.

The little bastards who spent a lot of time trying to get money just for the momentary limelight were totally sick in his opinion.

Not only the little bastard is sick, but many of the stubborn bosses in Nancheng are fucking sick.

Loyalty, reason, and appearance, these things that are incompatible with the rivers and lakes that the Buddhas believe in, are regarded as beliefs by these sturdy iron-blooded stubborn masters.

until twenty years later.

A movie called Lao Pao made the potbellied knife cry in the cinema.

At that time, there was no longer the so-called stubborn master, the extraordinary loyalty that he now considers stupid, and the reason why he scoffed.

The rest, there is only one word “money”

Don’t take the right seat, the little bastard is not that…little bastard.

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