The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

Li Dao couldn't help but laugh inwardly when he saw Xue Kun's actions. He really was a scoundrel. It was already a miracle that he could survive until today.

Zhou Jian and the other two people, who had been busy cheering for the singing lady on stage, reacted by quickly running behind Li Dao and standing up straight.

Li Dao didn't care much about the trio's behavior. As youngsters, who wouldn't be dazzled by their beauty?

With a polite smile on his face, Li Dao replied, "I'm just a hooligan right now, aren't you asking Uncle Kun for a bite to eat?"

After a while, he calmed down. After all, he still had seven or eight bodyguards with him.

A hand grabbed the dancer's arm and pulled her back into his embrace, a lewd smile on her face.

"I was wondering what kind of person it was. So they're actually here to ask me for food. "I, Fresh Kun, have been in this Great Shanghai for half my life and have gone through many bloody battles in order to attain my current status."

As he spoke, his eyebrows began to rise, and he became increasingly proud of himself.

However, he did not realize that the woman in his arms was obviously disgusted with him.

Li Dao almost laughed out loud. This old bastard was too shameless. What kind of status do you have?

However, in the end, the inner activities were still the inner activities. On the surface, no one dishonored him.

"Yes, yes, Uncle Kun is right." When you mentioned your Uncle Kun in Shanghai, who doesn't know who doesn't know who? "

Naturally, Li Dao was unable to say such disgusting words. He could only let Niu Sanguang do it.

Under the constant barrage of flattery, Fresh Keng felt as if he was floating in the air.

These two people were so disgusting that even the way Zhou Jian and Wang Li looked at Niu Sanguang changed.

A sycophant and a sycophant is easy to dislike. Other than his target of flattery, other people would feel disgusted when they saw him.

"It's alright, it's alright, we're all brothers. From today onwards, the four of you will follow me. My brothers and sisters have seen it all. "

Jiukun laughed, one arm around the woman, the other roaming around disobediently.

Hearing these words, Niu Sanguang froze on the spot. Zhou Jian and Wang Li couldn't help but burst out laughing, while Li Dao also laughed.

This old man had probably been beaten senseless by Niu Sanguang.

To be honest, this Jiukun was just a businessman with a bit of money. He had several factories under his command. The business he did had a bit of a black character, so he had dozens of hooligans under him.

This time, he truly thought of himself as a big boss.

Forcefully suppressing his laughter, Li Dao stretched out his hand and made a gesture of stopping.

"Uncle Kun, I'm afraid you've misunderstood. Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Dao, and I'm here to discuss business with Uncle Kun. "

"What business?" For a moment, Fresh Kun didn't know how to react.

After some sorting out, Fresh Qun finally made sense of the situation. So these people weren't here to be his lackeys.

"Hehe, young man, why should I give you my business?" Jiukun sneered, his expression arrogant and domineering.

"On what basis? Is it possible to rely on my sword?" Li Dao sneered. He had long guessed that this old bastard would not know how to appreciate favors.

Zhou Jian and the other two looked at each other. So this was the reason why Big Bro asked them to buy knives.