The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

Several people entered the hotel and went to the lobby desk to pick up the room card for the room they were in.

"Hello, may I have some help?"

The receptionist asked politely.

"It turns out that President Yin and Secretary Wang are here."

At this time, the hotel lobby manager came over and greeted Yin Fanghua and Secretary Wang with a smile.

As the facade of the Haoting Hotel, the lobby manager has dealt with the guests the most. Of course, it is impossible not to know Yin Fanghua and the two patrons.

"Are you two going to use the house?"

"Yes," Wang Fang said with a smile.

"Is this the guest?"

The female lobby manager's beautiful eyes swept over Ye Chen's body, and there was a trace of suspiciousness in his eyes.

The other party's face was very strange, but for some reason, she always felt like she had seen it before.

Ye Chen smiled and nodded: "It's me."

He sensed the other party's doubts and knew where the other party's doubts came from.

Because the lobby manager on duty today is the one he encountered when he came to clean up Wang Bao and others. It was only that he not only changed his appearance, but also deliberately interfered with the senses of the other party, so the other party almost did not Maybe recognize him.

But with the previous impression, it is inevitable to feel familiar.

Unable to understand what was going on, the female lobby manager stopped thinking about it and turned to the receptionist at the reception desk: "Xiaoying, you brought the room card for room 906, these are all The patrons of our hotel have private rooms all year round in our hotel."

The little girl immediately found out the room card of room 906 and handed it to Ye Chen.

After getting the room card, several people left the service desk and Yin Fanghua said: "A Chen, we will not send you up. I will pick you up tomorrow morning.

"Okay, sister Fanghua, go back to rest early."

Several people waved goodbye at the moment, Yin Fanghua and they left, Ye Chen also took the room card to the elevator and prepared to go upstairs.

At this moment, as soon as the elevator door opened, a group of people surrounded by a white-haired old man wearing a tunic came out of the elevator.

Behind the old man, a few men with a fierce expression and a vaguely exuberant air machine vaguely formed a protective circle to protect the white-haired old man. They all looked like bodyguards for the old man in tuxedo.

Obviously, the identity of the old tuxedo is not simple, otherwise there will not be such a big faction.

"Ok?"

Seeing the old man's complexion, Ye Chen couldn't help but move his heart slightly.

The old man in tuxedo looks at the age of sixty or seventy, with an unhealthy pale color on his face, and a sickly, decayed look.

Ye Chen’s keen sense, but he can clearly feel the strength of the old man’s breath, which is better than the average young and middle-aged people. It clearly has quite a kung fu in his body, and his body is still hidden. The unconsciousness of Sisi's breath was awe-inspiring.

But in this evil spirit, it was mixed with a trace of conflicting hotness and coldness, which eroded the blood and vitality of the old man.

Of course, these are not the key to attracting Ye Chen. The key lies in the faint hint of coldness revealed from the old man. He seems to smell a familiar smell.

Sensing at this point, Ye Chen suddenly stopped.

"Wanglao, you stay here, but I can't afford you to give it to you personally, not to mention your health is not good."

A middle-aged man who was about 40 to 50 years old came out with the old man in Chinese tunic, and said to the old man in Chinese tunic.

Behind him, a young man carrying a medicine chest was also followed. He was dressed in a fashionable and high-grade fashion. He carried a meticulous medicine chest and looked like a middle-aged follower.

"Haha, what can you afford?"

The old man in tuxedo called Wang Lao laughed and said, "Dr. Song, you are the doctor invited by the old man. Every day you come to the doctor for treatment. What does the old man give you in two steps?"

"Don’t say this, Mr. Wang, I’ve treated you for a long time, and I haven’t been able to cure your disease for so long. See you."

"I know this problem best in my own heart." Mr. Wang smiled freely and waved his hand: "It's been so many years, I didn't expect to be cured, and I can continue to breathe, so that my old man can live another year. I have been content for two years."

Unexpectedly, at this time, a voice suddenly came in: "If I say I can help you cure this disease completely, do you believe it?"

"Ok?"

Several people were stunned, looking at the speaker.

I saw a young man in a suit who looked at the age of twenty-seven or eighteen and looked at them with a smile. It was Ye Chen.

After seeing Ye Chen's appearance, everyone couldn't help but stunned.

Because Ye Chen is too young, this age does not match the big words he just said, after all, he has no hair on his mouth.

Several bodyguards who followed Wang Lao looked at Ye Chen with vigilance, and his eyes were full of alertness, as if there was an invisible momentum pressing against him. Two of the bodyguards put their hands on the waist without traces. between.

If ordinary people see this situation, they are likely to be frightened immediately, but Ye Chen's expression has not changed at all.

He has seen no matter how big it is, what is this little scene in front of him?

Upon seeing this, Wang Lao saw a strange color in his eyes, waved at the people around him, indicating that he did not need to be nervous, and then looked at Ye Chen with a smile: "Young man, are you kidding me with the old man?"

Ye Chen shook his head and said lightly: "I never joke with unfamiliar people."

"Come on, do you know who you are talking to?"

One of the bodyguards around Wang Lao stood up and said to Ye Chen sharply.

"I don't know." Ye Chen shook his head. "I don't want to know. I'm just stating a fact. Is there a problem?"

The bodyguard wanted to say more, but was stopped by Wang Lao's eyes.

But although the bodyguard was stopped, others jumped out.

"Of course there is a problem. You don't even know who is in front of you, so dare to lie here and deceive people?"

The young man who carried Dr. Song behind him suddenly sneered and said with a sneer: "You don't swindle to choose the target. You lie to our head. It's really blinding your dog's eyes."

Ye Chen listened to his words, and his face sank slightly: "Have your teachers and parents never taught you politeness? Which one of your eyes sees me as a liar and just casually exports?"

As soon as he said this, Doctor Song standing next to him looked a little ugly.

Chen Bin, who said that Ye Chen was a liar, was a disciple he carefully cultivated. Ye Chen's words put him in.