Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The young man's voice fell, and the beautiful woman sitting in the passenger seat also giggled. She smiled brightly. She said to the man charmingly: "Brother Sheng, look at the clothes on his body. They are very tacky. They seem to be bought from a street stall." Zi, the trademark is actually a combination of Adidas and Nike, haha, I laughed to death. Even if you wear A-grade products, they are better than this 'Adidas Nike'. What a bumpkin, do you think anyone here is qualified to be here?"

"Hey, from what you said, it sounds like it's really Adinaike. Country bumpkin, go back, you must be in the wrong place!"

The young man also laughed loudly, then stepped on the accelerator and drove away. The taxi would definitely not be able to catch up with the Lamborghini, so he could only watch the Lamborghini overtake him.

Zhang Yifeng looked at his clothes and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. He liked this logo quite a lot.

The taxi slowly climbed up the hillside and soon reached the top of the mountain. Zhang Yifeng finally understood why the taxi didn't come to the Imperial Hotel. For his uncle, the taxi was not even qualified to enter the Imperial Hotel. I can only park outside and walk in. This hotel is built like a castle on the mountain. I don't know how long it will take to walk.

"This guest, are you here..."

A man who looked like a security guard stopped Zhang Yifeng and asked Zhang Yifeng about his intention to come here. The tone was very polite.

"I'm here to attend a friend's birthday party." Zhang Yifeng said calmly. Xindao Emperor Hotel is worthy of being a super five-star hotel. Even the security guard is so qualified. You can tell that he has received professional training.

"Can I ask your friend's name?" the security guard said again.

"Lin Siying."

"It turns out to be Miss Lin Siying. Sir, Miss Lin Siying is holding a birthday party in Palace No. 1. You can go straight along this road, then turn left, and you will see the reception."

The security guard enthusiastically guided Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng nodded and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome sir, it's a pleasure to serve you."

Zhang Yifeng kept walking forward for about ten minutes, and finally saw a building that looked like a small palace. There is a small courtyard outside the palace. The courtyard is brightly lit and colorful. Lin Siying's photo wall is hung in the corridor of the courtyard. There were even those from childhood, and the guests who had just arrived were watching and talking about them.

Most people lament that Lin Siying has been beautiful since she was a child, and she has become more spiritual as she grows older.

Zhang Yifeng looked at the scene and was a little speechless. Lin Qi also said that he did not organize this birthday party in a big way, but there were as many as 80 guests here today, and they were all rich or noble people. Perhaps for Lin Qi, , this is indeed not a big event, some familiar people were invited.

Just when Zhang Yifeng was speechless, a woman's surprised voice came: "Isn't that the country bumpkin just now? Why is he here? Isn't he also attending Miss Lin's birthday party?"

Next to the woman, stood a young man. This man and woman were the couple who got into the Lamborghini just now.

"Huh? It's really him. Look at me teasing him."

"Waiter, come here, yes, I'm talking about you."

The young man snapped his fingers towards Zhang Yifeng, his arrogant look was like a master greeting a slave.

Zhang Yifeng didn't see the young man at all at first. It wasn't until the young man snapped his fingers several times that he realized someone was calling him. When he turned his head, he immediately frowned. The smile on the young man's face made him feel very sad. accurate.

"Are you talking to me?" Zhang Yifeng's face was a little cold.

Are there always some self-righteous people in this world who think they are superior or something?

"Who else could you ask for? Why did you come to the Imperial Hotel? It turns out you are here to work as a busboy. Just in time, bring me a glass of whiskey." The young man grinned and spoke loudly.

His voice was loud, and many people nearby looked towards him.

"Who is this young man? Why are you here? Are you here to eat and drink? The people Mr. Lin knows should not have this kind of taste."

"Didn't I say that this is a waiter?"

"Even as a waiter, it lowers the overall image of the Imperial Hotel. The security guards of the Imperial Hotel are more gorgeously dressed than him."

People were talking a lot, and some wealthy ladies even showed contempt for Zhang Yifeng. In this world, there are always some people who think they are in the celebrity circle and are superior to others.

After hearing what the young man said, Zhang Yifeng said with cold eyes: "I only say one word, get out!"

When the young man heard this, he became angry and said, "Say it again if you dare."

"Get lost!" Zhang Yifeng said calmly.

"court death!"

The young man sneered, and then suddenly punched Zhang Yifeng without any warning.

"How dare you anger Brother Sheng, you bumpkin? Just prepare to go to the hospital. My brother Sheng is a Muay Thai fighter..."

On the side, the woman wanted to say that her biological brother was a master of Muay Thai, but before she could finish her words, her voice stopped abruptly. Before the young man's fist hit Zhang Yifeng, he was kicked in the calf by Zhang Yifeng, and he knelt down directly towards Zhang Yifeng.

Then Zhang Yifeng grabbed the young man's fist and twisted it gently.

Click!

The young man's wrist was directly dislocated. The young man's eyes were so painful that he was sweating profusely. If he hadn't been worried about the crowd here, he might have screamed.

"Don't mess with me again."

Zhang Yifeng spoke calmly, turned around and entered the small palace.

"Brother Sheng, are you okay?"

After Zhang Yifeng left, the woman immediately went to the man's side with a worried look on her face.

There was cold sweat on the man's forehead, his eyes were full of sternness, and he said: "It's okay, it's just a dislocation, I can handle it myself."

As he spoke, the man held his right wrist with his left hand and twisted it hard.

There was a soft click, and he put the dislocated wrist back on again.

"Brother Sheng, should we just let it go?" the woman spoke again.

The man's eyes were cold and he said: "How is it possible! How can I just let it go if I make a fool of myself in front of so many people? When I go in later, I will make him look bad."

"But Brother Sheng, he seems to have practiced before, and you seem...not to be his opponent."

"Who said I want to fight him again? I want to embarrass him in public. The regional manager in charge here tonight is my cousin. I asked my cousin to check whether this kid has an invitation. If there is no invitation, Just invite him out. Even if there is an invitation, I can let him out, Lin Dongjie of the Lin family is my good buddy!"

"Yeah, brother Sheng, kill this kid when the time comes."

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Zhang Yifeng entered the palace and found that the decoration inside was very luxurious and grand.

This small palace is decorated according to the style of ancient Rome. The palace is decorated with lights and colors, and there is a pool in the center of the palace.

The luxury of ancient Rome seems to have reappeared here.