Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

"What...what is going on?"

"What's going on? Why do I feel like a gust of wind has blown us out?"

"You feel this way too? What a coincidence, I feel the same way!"

All the men and women were shocked and confused, but Fujiwara stood there with a gloomy expression.

Others can't feel it, but he can feel it. It is a very strong deterrent. There must be a strong person in this room!

"My cultivation level has reached the middle stage of the aspiration for the championship, and he can actually defeat me. This person must not be simple!"

He tried to think back and found that no one in the room seemed to have any cultivation.

Finally, he locked onto Du Hao.

"Is it that kid? It shouldn't be. I didn't detect the existence of strength from him, and he was dressed so ordinary. How could it be possible..."

Suddenly, his eyes widened and an idea came to his mind.

"With such ordinary clothes, not only can he enter this grand club, but he can also enter such a high-end private room with Ning Zihan and the others. This person's status is definitely extraordinary."

"It's just that Nanzhou has never heard of any strong person who aspires to the top level. The only one is Du Xuanyu. But how can such a small place cultivate a strong person who aspires to the top level."

"Could it be some other forces that came to compete for the demon sword Murasame?"

He had many guesses in his mind, but he still couldn't decide.

This is the case with many things. If you have an idea, if you keep following the idea, sooner or later you will find the answer.

But if there are too many ideas and too many clues, it will become more and more confusing, getting lost in these ideas, and hiding the real answer.

Finally, I don’t know who asked: “Master Teng, are we still going in?”

Fujiwara looked gloomy. He was sure that he could defeat Ning Zihan today, but he didn't expect that such a master would come out.

But as a young master of the Teng family, how could he be defeated by this!

"Enter!"

With a loud shout and the cheers of more than a dozen men and women, Fujiwara kicked open the door of the private room.

However, the moment he opened the door, a strong sense of crisis emerged from his heart, causing him to subconsciously turn his head to the side.

"ah!"

Crackling!

There was a scream, and the man standing behind Fujiwara fell backwards, knocking over four or five people, and his forehead was scorched black.

The air was filled with the smell of burning flesh.

Fujiwara was shocked. Although this electric current could not cause physical harm, it would not feel good if he was hit.

If it had been him, he would have been able to resist it based on his own cultivation, but from this sudden attack, he might have suffered some minor injuries!

"Asshole, you..."

"roll!"

Just when Fujiwara turned around and wanted to scold Du Hao, a cold shout came from in front of him.

Then, Fujiwara felt another strong force lift him off.

That's right, this time it was lifted up, not simply pushed out!

The people standing behind were shocked and quickly caught Fujiwara as he was flying down to prevent him from falling.

boom!

The door to the private room was slammed shut again with a muffled sound.

"Master Teng, how are you?"

"Master Teng, are you not injured?"

Several people came forward to ask. They were also frightened by the scene just now. If they hadn't stood far away, they might have been hurt too.

Fujiwara stood up, his eyes filled with anger.

"Don't touch me!" His body trembled,

The pressure all over his body was scattered.

He was very angry that the young master of the Teng family, one of the four major families, would one day be thrown out like garbage!

And I haven’t seen the other party’s true face yet!

How could he, who had grown up with a silver spoon in his mouth, endure this!

"I don't believe it today. You don't want me to come in, but I still have to go in!"

After hearing this, the expressions of several people accompanying him changed, and they all grabbed Fujiwara: "Young Master Fujiwara, please stop!"

"Yes, Mr. Teng, I see that the Dingsheng Club is full of weirdness, we'd better be careful!"

"Why don't I send someone over to seal this club? Mr. Teng, you can't put yourself in danger again!"

It would be fine if these people didn't say anything, but it would make Fujiwara even more angry.

Full of weirdness? With my cultivation level in the middle stage of aspiration, I am still afraid that he will do something strange!

I don't believe it anymore. I have to break in today and ask who that kid is!

"Go away! Don't stop me!" Fujiwara shouted loudly, then raised his foot and kicked towards the door of the private room.

boom!

"You brat, you...fuck you!"

Fujiwara lowered his head suddenly, only to see a red light flash across, and then there was no movement.

He was overjoyed, and at the same time he was using his cultivation to prevent himself from being pushed out again, and said arrogantly:

"Haha! I had expected that you would use this kind of dirty trick, but it didn't work! I still dodged it!"

"Huh? What's burning?"

"Ah!! My hair!!"

boom!

Being blown away again!

Screaming, he quickly lay down on the ground and rolled around, trying to put out the fire on his head.

"Damn you bloody mother! Why don't you guys hurry up and help me put out the fire!"

Hearing what Fujiwara said, the few men and women who were following him immediately realized what was happening and quickly stepped towards the area where the fire was strong, trying to stamp out the fire.

"Ouch! What are you doing! Do you want to rebel?"

"Don't step on your face! Don't step on your face! Put out the fire!"

"You idiot, can you look for it before you step on it?"

Seeing that the fire could not be extinguished, one person picked up a fire hydrant from the side and started spraying Gao Fushuai.

laugh--

A vast expanse of white.

Taking a closer look, Fujiwara was now covered in foam from the fire hydrant.

Now not only is the suit white, but his face and hair are also the same color as the suit.

Everyone: "..."

Fujiwara took a deep breath and touched his head.

The originally shiny hair had only a few hairs left at this moment, and even his eyebrows had been burned away by the flames. Coupled with a few footprints on the face, it makes people look particularly happy.

"Ugh!!! Bastard!!! I have to kill you today!!!"

How could he not be angry? He was burned into an egg and sprayed like this. His face was completely humiliated today!

Several people wanted to stop him, but when they saw Fujiwara's eyes that looked like they could kill, none of them dared to speak, for fear that Fujiwara would bring his anger to them.

"You bastard! If you have the guts, come out and fight!!!"

While cursing, Fujiwara kicked open the box door for the third time.

With the previous two experiences, Fujiwara squatted down directly this time, knowing in his heart that he had escaped the sneak attack. He used his feet hard, and when he was about to eject, he saw a big hand coming towards him.

boom!

Fly again!

Fujiwara, who was hugged by everyone, was not angry and roared: "Come again!"

boom!

"You brat..."

boom!

"Report..."

boom!

"your name……"

boom!

"mom……"

boom!

"purchase……"

boom!

"Approved..."

boom!

The people outside the private room looked at Fujiwara like this. While they were all stunned, they were also deeply moved by Fujiwara's perseverance.

"Young Master Teng is indeed a hero among men. To be able to have such perseverance and determination is a breath of fresh air in today's society!"

"Well, that's right. Others just give up when things go well. How can anyone think of Mr. Teng, who gets stronger with every setback?"

"Sure enough, if you follow Mr. Teng, you are not following the wrong person!"

"Young Master Teng should be my number one idol!"

In fact, not only the people outside, but also Ning Zihan, Bai Qing and others in the private room looked at Fujiwara who kept rushing in and was kicked out by Du Hao with strange expressions.

They had already heard of Du Hao's name, but they didn't expect that Du Hao would be so powerful.

Throwing a thumb-sized mahjong machine pole can stun a person.

A flick of the flame from a lighter set Fujiwara's head on fire.

A bottle of red wine was opened at random, and the cork popped out accidentally, sending Fujiwara flying out...

But as Fujiwara kept rushing in, they gradually got used to Du Hao's methods.

Du Hao was also very upset. He originally just wanted Fujiwara to get out of here, but who would have thought that this guy's perseverance would be so strong and he would keep trying to rush in.

"Are you annoyed..."

Just as he was thinking about it, Fujiwara kicked open the door of the private room again. Du Hao didn't want the other party to bother him anymore. As he waved his hand, he was hit with a blast of infuriating energy.

"I'm telling you, you..."

As soon as Fujiwara came in, before he finished speaking, the man fainted and fell to the ground.

Du Hao sighed deeply: "I'm finally clean."

Everyone was instantly petrified.

Brother, why do you still look so impatient after you've tormented me like this?

Do you know that you will be beaten if you do this?

Well, you are so powerful, no one here dares to hit you.

"Take him back and tell him not to jump in Nanzhou, otherwise I won't mind taking his life."

Thinking of Fujiwara's tragic situation just now and Du Hao's methods, the few people who came with him trembled, hurriedly hugged Du Hao's fists, lifted Fujiwara's body and walked towards the outside of the club.

Come arrogantly, leave dejectedly.

After Fujiwara's people left, the atmosphere in the private room relaxed a lot.

The beauties in the room saw how Du Hao was fighting for them just now. In addition to being grateful to Du Hao, they felt even more admiration.

Bai Qing was the boldest. She walked directly behind Du Hao, gently squeezed Du Hao's shoulders, and breathed into his ear: "Du Hao, you are great. Thank you for standing up for us."

"Are you in need of love? What do you think of me? I'm still a virgin. But as long as you want it, I can give it to you at any time."

These words sounded explicit, but they were Bai Qing's innermost thoughts.

With such a background, I will have some confidence whether I am working in the mall or privately in the future.

Du Hao did not ask Bai Qing to stop the massage. Instead, he said to the women present:

"You all go back early today. If you should go to the hospital for examination, if you should go home, go home. Don't stay here any longer."

"You'd better stay at home these two days and don't go out casually."

When Ning Zihan saw Bai Qing like this, there was a trace of envy in her eyes, but she couldn't be as straightforward as Bai Qing: "Yes, Fujiwara is a madman. No one knows what he will do to you. Anyway, lately Try to be careful.”

Among the girls nodding, Ning Zihan smiled shyly: "Mr. Du, can you come and sit at my house when you have time?"

As he spoke, his facial expressions were full of emotion.

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