This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

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Several waiters rushed over in panic, constantly giving Yang Long a shady face climbing from the ground, wiping away the drinks on his body.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Nie, I'm out of my mind.” Even though Yang Long's face is gloomy, he still dared not take another episode in front of the Nanfeng. After all, he also runs the Yang family of gangsters. He is well aware of the background of the Nanfeng wind and the harshness of his wrist.

Besides, Nie Nanfeng was once the head of the Tidu Nie family, and he dared not offend at all.

Neinan's wind lightly swept him, nodded and responded to him.

Yang Long will push away the waiter who will wipe his clothes and look at the dark morning behind him, “Young Master Night, what do you mean? ”

Yang Long thought he did it?

Although he was going to do it, he fell before he could make a move.

“Brother Long, you can talk about evidence. Although you have a long debt to clean up, I'm not the only one who has to clean up. ”

Night Xuan morning smiled with evil smile on his face, and the words said were even more arrogant.

“You...” Yang Long's face was shady, his eyes almost killed Night Xuan in the morning.

Qin Heng smiled and played round the field: “Major Yang, go and change your clothes. Your fall has nothing to do with Junior. I was just standing next to him. This distance is also a bit..."

Though he is playing roundabout, but outside the words are ironic Yang Long, he fell on himself, and he still depends on others. It's embarrassing, why don't you go and change!

Yang Long was furious, his fist couldn't bear to die and grip tightly. He also looked at Qin Heng with a little more gloom.

“Cough!”

In the distance, Grandpa Yang coughed heavily. Yang Long instantly froze, suppressing the rage in his mouth, and stared at Xuanxian in the morning: “Good, wait for me! ”

After that, Yang Long left the banquet hall with a murderous face.

I'm afraid he won't be back tonight. After all, something so embarrassing happened. Although no one laughed clearly at him, his heart had already smiled at his feet from the beginning.

“Hey, you're being hated.” Xiao Jiu patted Night Xuan's shoulder with some sympathy.

Night Xuan put his mouth aside and didn't think of it. “I was born with disaster. What's the phrase? What a disaster! ”

Everyone: “…"

Soon, the matter of Yang Long was forgotten by everyone, and the atmosphere of the banquet gradually grew. A lot of people came and wanted to talk to Night Xuan morning.

After entering the banquet, Night Xuan Sung pushed out with a less beautiful face and let him get paid.

Nighting-Sheng's face was even worse, because few people had greeted him since he came in. Usually, people at night clubs locked their eyes on Night Xuan's body.

Though the status of Night Sun is not low in the Night Sun, everyone knows that Night Sun is the successor to the Night Sun. Even if Night Sun is now in the position, it is undoubtedly going to be under the Night Sun in the future.

Night Sung sneers: Hmm! After tomorrow, Night's Day will be in his hands, and by then these people will naturally regret their intestines and lick their faces in front of him to beg for forgiveness.

Night Xuan held a glass of wine in his hand and slowly arrived in front of the sofa in the corner of the banquet for few.

“Sir, may I sit here?” Night Xuan asked politely.

Ling Tian glanced at him indifferently, "Whatever! ”

“Thank you!” Night Xuan nodded with a smile, then stepped and sat beside Ling Tian.