Jinzun Entertainment Club, the most upscale night club in the entire Linshan City.

Those who come here to consume are either rich or expensive.

Because it is very safe here, and the protection of privacy is very in place, many officialdom bigwigs like to come here to consume.

On the dance floor, dozens of men and women swayed wildly to the music of heavy metal......

On the second floor, in a luxuriously furnished private room.

A tall and powerful middle-aged man sat on a rotating chair, and behind him stood a dozen strong men in suits and leather collars.

On the coffee table, there was a gold card and a large handbag of cash.

On the big sofa on the other side, Wan Zhitong was lying lazily in the middle, ignoring the exposed pink *** under the miniskirt.

"Miss Wan said, that person will definitely come to me Liu Erhei, I haven't seen anyone so far!"

"Don't forget, we have a gambling contract, if that person doesn't come, you have to be my lover for free for a year, on call!"

The middle-aged man looked at Wan Zhitong with a smile.

There was a hint of charm in the corners of Wan Zhitong's eyes, and he picked up half a glass of red wine on the table and took a sip gently.

"Master Hei, you've been wandering the rivers and lakes for so many years, you won't even have this patience, right?"

"Don't worry, if that person doesn't come, let alone a year, it's no problem for three years, as long as the black master sees it and uses it, I will accompany him at any time!"

Liu Erhei laughed: "It's really strong enough, Hei Ye likes you like this, go straight and don't do it, it's really different from those who are bitches and want to set up an archway!"

Wan Zhitong slowly retracted his open legs, folded and cocked: "Hei Ye still thinks about how to deal with that person after he comes!"

The smile on Liu Erhei's face suddenly closed, and there was a ferocity in an instant!

"It's not Hei Ye boasting, in this Linshan City boundary, someone who is qualified to let Hei Ye deal with it seriously...... That's not much!"

"This kid dares to chop off the palm of my most powerful brother, if he comes, I want him to return it twice!"

Wan Zhitong smiled charmingly and pointed to the slowly opening Japanese-style sliding door: "He's here!"

Before the words fell, the Japanese-style sliding door was completely opened, revealing two figures.

Li Tianci was obviously very afraid of this place, and he hunched over with a worried expression.

Xia Yin walked into the room indifferently, pulled up a swivel chair sofa, and sat in front of Liu Erhei, less than a meter away.

Liu Erhei raised his hand to stop the movement of more than a dozen strong men behind him from stretching out to his waist, looked at Xia Yin fiercely, and did not speak.

This self-made boss who has worked hard in the underworld for decades can make ordinary people tremble and walk unsteadily just by looking at him.

However, the young man in front of him was not affected at all, and after slowly leaning on the sofa, he looked at Liu Erhei:

"What do you want me to pay back?"

The smile on Liu Erhei's face became brighter: "Of course, return my brother's palm, double, that is, two!"

Xia Yin nodded slightly:

"Fair enough!"

"I'm also here to get my card back, there are still 50 million left in it, if it is doubled, it will be 100 million!"

"If something happens next, follow the rules you set, double!"

Liu Erhei touched his almost shaved head, and looked at Xia Yin with his head tilted: "Brother, do you think that if you know how to do Gu Wu, you can walk sideways in this Linshan City?"

Xia Yin was slightly stunned: "Gu Wu?"

"Load, keep loading...... Do you want to say that you are talented, Gu Wu or something is rubbish?"

This time, Xia Yin nodded very seriously: "Indeed!"

Liu Erhei smiled.

"Or ...... Invite my friend out and see if you're still ...... in front of him I can load!"

Xia Yin's face continued to be serious: "Actually...... In my eyes, cultivators are also rubbish!"

Shout!

A cold light pierced through the wall on the left and struck like lightning!

The sharp golden killing aura instantly filled the entire room......

Xia Yin, who was lying on the sofa, did not move at all.

The sword shadow stopped abruptly three inches away from Xia Yin's forehead, suspended in the air, humming and trembling.

A voice came from next door:

"If it weren't for the mercy of my subordinates, you would be a dead man by now!"

"Boy, are you still qualified to say that cultivators are rubbish?"

As he spoke, a figure appeared at the gate.

This is a middle-aged man, wearing a robe, with three long strands of hair fluttering, quite a bit of fairy wind bones.

This is a monk.

"Hmph, just a child of an ancient martial arts family, he doesn't know the height of the sky, and his mouth is full of nonsense!"

The middle-aged monk walked slowly.

Liu Erhei had already stood up and respectfully relinquished his position.

More than a dozen strong men bowed in unison, with expressions of awe on their faces.

The middle-aged monk sat down.

However, the flying sword pointing at Xia Yin's eyebrows was still buzzing and trembling, and it could fly forward at any time and penetrate Xia Yin's head!

As soon as he appeared, the monk gave him a "dismount".

"Boy, don't say that this seat didn't give you a chance!"

"Immediately report the name of the ancient martial arts family you belong to, and then kneel in front of this seat, slap yourself, and admit that you were farting just now!"

"If this seat is satisfied, I can save you from death!"

Liu Erhei on the side looked at Xia Yin with a playful face, quietly waiting for this guy to kneel.

The reason why Liu Erhei has confidence is because he invited this immortal.

In Liu Erhei's opinion, with this immortal in charge, what kind of gangster is the ancient martial arts family......

Nothing!

Wan Zhitong on the side, the moment he saw the middle-aged monk, his face also changed slightly, and his originally lazy body sat up unconsciously.

More than a dozen strong men were murderous, and roared at Xia Yin in unison: "Don't kneel down yet!"

Xia Yin looked at the monk with a strange face.

"Main ......"

"It seems that I don't use this word, it's really the right choice!"

"A monk in the late stage of foundation building can even call himself this seat!"

While speaking, Xia Yin stretched out the middle finger of his right hand and pinched it towards the flying sword at the center of his eyebrows!

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged monk's eyes flashed with murderous intent, the mana in his body worked, and his mind urged the flying sword......

Hey!

The middle-aged monk's face changed suddenly.

He found that he couldn't even urge this natal flying sword that had been cultivated for decades.

I could only watch as the flying sword was pinched by the young man opposite with two fingers and rubbed at will......

The next moment, everyone in the room opened their mouths wide and their eyes were full of incredulous expressions.

This magic weapon flying sword, which was unique to cultivators, was actually pinched into powder, sprinkled from the young man's fingertips, and turned into a cloud of silver powder!

And the middle-aged monk was even more shocked, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

"You, you...... You are not a disciple of the Ancient Martial Family!"

"Who the hell are you?"

The middle-aged monk bounced up as if his butt was on fire, and looked at Xia Yin with a shocked expression.

On the other side, Liu Erhei, who was still full of banter just now, and a group of strong men, all of them had no momentum, staring at Xia Yin as if they had seen a ghost......