Rebirth of the First Sword Immortal in the City

Shen Zhuo gestured towards the camera's lens, reached out to brush the black hair like a waterfall, and then carefully removed the black translucent stockings on Wang Dandan's legs.

He crumpled the black silk into a ball, brought his hands to his nose as if he were holding a holy relic, squinted his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath, showing an expression of great enjoyment.

Under the expansion of his blood, Shen Zhuo could no longer suppress the desire in his heart, and stretched out his demonic hand to Wang Dandan who was in a coma.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the door was kicked open, and Wu Hui was the first to rush in.

Shen Zhuo woke up violently, and when he was about to put the quilt on the two of them, he scolded sharply: "What are you doing, believe it or not, I called the police to arrest you?"

But at this time, Ye Chen had already walked in.

Seeing Wang Dandan, whose hands were tied to the head of the bed with a belt, the anger in his eyes burned instantly, he pointed to Shen Zhuo on the bed, and said to Wu Hui: "Break his third leg for me." "

Yes, Mr. Ye!" Wu Hui immediately nodded, took out the fruit knife he had drawn temporarily, rushed forward, smashed Shen Zhuo's face with a punch, and then grabbed his neck, twisted him hard, and pulled him off the bed.

"Dog things, even the women that Mr. Ye values dare to move, Lao Tzu makes you unable to be a man in your life. Wu Hui roared angrily and was about to swing his knife and cut Shen Zhuo's third leg.

Seeing that the other party was about to deprive him of his right to be a man, Shen Zhuo violently knocked Wu Hui out with his strength, and rushed out with his legs.

But as soon as he took two steps, he was twisted in his hands like a chicken, and his feet kicked straight in the air.

Ye Chen punched out, and Shen Zhuo's body hit the wall, lying on the ground with a painful face, letting out a painful howl.

"Ouch!" Shen Zhuo stood up against the wall, spit out a mouthful of blood, and stared at Ye Chen: "Little rabbit cub, tell you, dare to do bad things for Lao Tzu, you have a big deal today."

Ye Chen stared at the other party coldly, and turned his head: "Wu Hui, what are you doing in a daze?"

Ye Chen gave an order, Wu Hui naturally didn't dare to hesitate, and rushed towards Shen Zhuo again with a fruit knife.

"Boy, do you know who Lao Tzu is?" Shen Zhuo immediately shouted: "The owner of this Prince Xuan Hotel, Zhao Feng, the underground king of Xicheng, is my brother, dare to touch me, and ensure that the two of you will not see the sun tomorrow."

As soon as Shen Zhuo's words fell, Zhao Feng, who was originally injured, rushed in.

Seeing Zhao Feng, Shen Zhuo suddenly had confidence, rushed to Zhao Feng, pointed at Ye Chen, and said: "Boss Zhao, I brought my girlfriend over to play, these two boys dare to spoil my good deeds, I will pay one million, please take action to abolish him." After

that, Shen Zhuo looked at Ye Chen provocatively: "Boy, you're done."

Ye Chen put his hands behind his back, smiled indifferently, and then looked at Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng's heart jumped, he didn't think about it, slapped him in the face, and asked Ye Chen: "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, it was my negligence that happened in my territory, how do you think to deal with it?"

"Boss Zhao, I'm Shen Zhuo of Murong Entertainment, and I drank ...... last time

." Seeing that Shen Zhuo still wanted to pull the relationship, Zhao Feng's face became more and more blue, for fear that Ye Chen would have a bad impression of him, so he slapped him in the face, this Shen Zhuo's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he couldn't speak at all.

Wu Hui immediately said: "Boss Zhao, Mr. Ye asked me to abolish his third leg!" Zhao

Feng didn't say a word, turned to Sister Hong beside him and said, "Ah Hong, do what Mr. Ye wants." The

fruit knife waved in Sister Hong's hand, and a blood stain fell on Shen Zhuo's leg.

"Ah!"

In the hoarse howl, Shen Zhuo's face was hideous, his face was pale, and his eyes looking at Ye Chen were full of hatred.

Ye Chen untied the belt that tied Wang Dandan's hands, wrapped her in a quilt and carried her on his shoulders: "Arrange a room."

Zhao Feng didn't dare to slack off, and immediately arranged the presidential suite.

While the strength of the wine slowly dissipated, Wang Dandan gradually woke up, but the medicinal effect in her body had reached its peak, and when she saw the person in front of her, she couldn't help but exclaim: "You, you are Ye Chen."

Wang Dandan had already fallen into despair, but he never dreamed that the person who saved her in the end would be Ye Chen.

Thinking of the scene just now, Wang Dandan was terrified in his heart.

But at this moment, Wang Dandan didn't have time to think about it at all, so he rushed up directly and hugged Ye Chen, and said in a trembling voice

: "Ye Chen, help me..." Wang Dandan took off the clothes on Ye Chen's body with both hands: "Ye Chen, haven't you always liked me, now, turn me into your person."

She directly pushed Ye Chen down on the sofa and sat on his legs: "Hurry up and ......"

Ye Chen glanced at the Buddha card on her chest, controlled Wang Dandan's hands around her neck, and her fingers fell on her chest, inputting a spiritual power.

The spiritual power entered the body, and the flushing on Wang Dandan's face gradually subsided, and he actually fell asleep on Ye Chen's shoulder.

And at this time, there was a hurried knock on the door outside, and Wang Ziqiang's roar was heard: "Ye Chen, you are not as good as a beast, if you don't open the door again, don't blame me for calling the police to arrest you." "