One o'clock in the morning.

The sky was filled with bright stars.

Most of the city is quiet, but the 'City That Never Sleeps', located in the heart of Yangcheng, is still brightly lit.

The City That Never Sleeps is the top entertainment venue in Yangcheng, opening from 6 p.m. to 3 a.m. every day.

This is also Yang Haishan's industry, which is in charge of Qin Feng.

Three days later, no, it should be two days later, it will be Yang Haishan's one hundred and twentieth birthday, Qin Feng has already returned to Yangcheng a few days ago and lives in the city that never sleeps.

Located outside the Yang family manor in Yangcheng City, that is the territory of the eldest lady, Qin Feng naturally will not come to the door too early, and it is boring to ask for himself.

These news were heard by Yang Ye during the day.

In the circle of wealthy people in Yangcheng, Qin Feng is too famous, so it is easy to find out about her news.

Yang Ye sat in a rented electric car and waited quietly.

It's one o'clock in the morning, and there are basically no guests coming to the door in the club of Sleepless City, and the guests who went in before walked out of it one after another with beautiful women in their arms.

"Husband, why do those men go in and come out, there are one or more women upstairs?"

In the dark carriage, Long Xiaoqing asked with curiosity in his eyes.

This is a strange phenomenon that Long Xiaoqing has observed for a long time.

"Well...... this"

How to explain it?

Yang Ye paused before he said, "The men who come here are all rich people, and those women must sleep with them if they want to get money from these men." ”

What money is, Long Xiaoqing has now understood. She thought for a moment and asked, "It's just a sleep, why do you need men to spend money?" ”

Yang Ye laughed: "Because these men will be satisfied and happy in women." So! These men are willing to spend money for them, and in fact, it's a deal. ”

After Yang Ye finished speaking, Long Xiaoqing nodded as if he didn't understand, and asked, "Husband, do you also like these women to sleep with you?" Then you will be satisfied and happy. ”

Well?

"Of course not!" Yang Ye was stunned, and hurriedly said solemnly: "I don't want to!" Absolutely not! I will never think about it in my life! Just have Xiaoqing to sleep with me, as for other women, I won't touch my hands! ”

"Woo~"

As soon as Yang Ye's words fell, Long Xiaoqing stretched out his tongue, licked Yang Ye's face, and said happily: "Husband is so good!" ”

Yang Ye smiled and praised his wit in his heart.

He not only answered Long Xiaoqing's question, but also made Long Xiaoqing very happy, it seems that the romance movies brought back by the master were not in vain!

Although Long Xiaoqing is not a woman, and she doesn't understand the relationship between men and women now, she is also jealous, which is an instinct.

Afraid that Long Xiaoqing would ask some strange questions again, Yang Ye took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and said to Long Xiaoqing: "Xiaoqing, it's almost time now, you can act!" ”

"Yes! Husband! ”

Long Xiaoqing said excitedly, turned into a blue light and rushed out, escaping into the darkness.

In less than ten minutes, Long Xiaoqing returned and said to Yang Ye: "Husband, the woman you are looking for lives in room nine on the eighteenth floor, and there are several cultivators on that floor, but they are all much weaker than you, husband. ”

Yang Ye nodded after hearing this, and sneered: "Xiaoqing, let's avenge my sister!" ”

"Hmm!"

Long Xiaoqing nodded with evil eyes.

……

To get into a building from the outside of a building couldn't be easier for a practitioner.

Long Xiaoqing stood guard for Yang Ye in front, and Yang Ye, who was masked, quickly climbed to the top floor of the building quietly.

Yang Ye used the star power to break the lock on the rooftop and entered the corridor.

Yang Ye passed the stairs that few people walked and successfully reached the nineteenth floor.

In the corridor leading to the eighteenth floor, two black-clad bodyguards were smoking, talking and laughing quietly.

Yang Ye raised his left hand, and with a flick of his five fingers, two silver-white flying knives appeared in his hands.

Just glanced at the two of them, and Yang Ye threw out the flying knife.

"Poof~"

Two throwing knives were inserted into the throats of the two of them with unmistakable accuracy.

The two bodyguards whose vocal cords were destroyed couldn't make a sound at all, Yang Yeshan stepped forward, held the two who were about to fall, and gently placed them on the stairs.

"Xiaoqing, it's okay!"

After killing the two of them, Yang Ye said in his mind.

As soon as his words fell, the lights in the hallway suddenly went out.

There's a power outage!

This was naturally done by Long Xiaoqing.

With a single claw, it snapped the main power line in the basement.

The emergency lights in the hallway were on, but the light was much dimmer.

"The power is out! You, go and see what's going on! ”

In the corridor on the eighteenth floor, the voice of a middle-aged man sounded.

Yang Ye took advantage of this opportunity and suddenly flashed out, waving his hands one after another, and throwing twelve flying knives in an instant.

There was a 'poof' sound.

Ten of them were killed by stabs, and only two of the cultivators dodged the vital point.

"There are assassins!"

A scream rang out.

Yang Ye knew that it was impossible to enter Qin Feng's room quietly.

He could only try to shorten the battle time as much as possible, and not let the cultivators who lived downstairs come up in time to support.

In fact, it was never a good time to assassinate Qin Feng at this time.

Because many cultivators who celebrated Yang Haishan's birthday were invited, they all rushed to Yangcheng in advance.

Some of them, Qin Feng was in charge of hospitality, and they were placed in this building.

If these people hear the movement, they will definitely come as soon as possible.

The practitioners' alertness and ability to act are very strong.

When the scream sounded, Yang Ye had already rushed forward with a short knife in his hand.

Two wounded cultivators stood in front of him.

These two people are only in the Death Star Realm, not Yang Ye's opponents.

Yang Ye solved the two of them with a single look, but in this moment, the doors on both sides of the front opened, and eight cultivators rushed out.

Eight of them were all in the Dead Star Realm, and two of them were armed with large-caliber machine guns.

In this world dominated by cultivators, firearms that fire bullets also have tremendous lethality.

In particular, those specially made warheads can easily break through the body protection energy of cultivators.

However, its lethal limit is only the planetary realm.

Against the cultivators of the stellar realm, guns are basically useless.

Yang Ye was still in the planetary realm, so he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw two cultivators with machine guns in their hands.

However, he still rushed forward without stopping.

At the critical moment, a blue light flashed in the corridor.

"Puff" sounded twice.

Before the two cultivators with machine guns could shoot, their heads tilted and fell from their necks.

Long Xiaoqing rushed over in time and scratched the necks of the two with sharp dragon claws.

The remaining six cultivators couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this.

The blue light that suddenly appeared in their eyes looked extremely weird.

Yang Ye seized this short time, swept directly in front of the six people, and directly crashed into room 9.

The six people outside were left to Long Xiaoqing to deal with.

After entering the room, Yang Ye saw a woman in pink pajamas, looking at him with wide eyes and a horrified expression.

In the dim light, a red mole on the woman's chin stood out.

"Qin Feng ......"

Yang Ye said lightly.

"Who are you?"

Hearing the screams coming from outside, Qin Feng tried his best to keep himself calm, gritted his teeth and asked.

"Remember Yang Yu?"

Yang Ye asked with a sneer.

"Yang Yu ......"

While Qin Feng was still muttering to himself, Yang Ye stepped forward and slammed his palm on Qin Feng's chest.

With a sound of "Peng", Qin Feng's body was shocked and flew up, and he fell heavily on the sofa.

Qin Feng was not a cultivator, he couldn't withstand Yang Ye's palm, and he was killed on the spot!

Originally, Yang Ye still wanted to catch Qin Feng and torture this woman well.

In Yang Ye's mind, there are at least a hundred ways to make this woman worse than dead.

But after thinking about it, I think it's better to give her a good time!

It's not that Yang Ye is ruthless, but Yang Haishan's birthday is coming, and Yang Ye has no time to play.

After cutting off Qin Feng's head, Qin Ye wrapped the head in a piece of cloth, put it in the storage ring, smashed open the window, and jumped directly from the eighteen-story height.

Qin Feng's head is Yang Ye's first birthday gift to Yang Haishan!