Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Leng Yan didn't know why, but she always felt that the boy just now was very special, different from all the men she had ever seen, seeing the empty sofa, she suddenly felt a little lost in her heart.

Sighing lightly, Leng Yan walked off the stage. At this time, Manager Fu came over, with a worried look on his face, "Leng Yan, you don't have to work in the bar these days, and you know that you have offended Young Master Du, whether my bar can continue to open is a problem. "

"I understand, Manager Fu, I won't make things difficult for you." Leng Yan sighed softly from the bottom of her heart.

Leaving the bar, took a taxi and left, and soon returned to a dilapidated little place. Leng Yan changed out of her sexy long skirt, washed off the makeup on her face, and revealed a beautiful face with a trace of Charming, with a touch of purity.

Then she got up and walked towards the next room, knocked on the door, "Grandpa, are you asleep?"

"Cough cough..." There was a coughing sound in the room, Leng Yan frowned, and pushed the door open, the room was small but clean, with a wooden bed on which lay a white-haired man. The old man, with yellow face and thin skin, looks very weak.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? I'll take you to the hospital." Leng Yan sat on the edge of the bed with an anxious look on her pretty face.

"Xiao Leng, I'm afraid Grandpa is going to die. You brought me so far to seek medical treatment... You have been troubled." The old man's eyes showed apology.

Leng Yan shook her head, "Grandpa, don't talk nonsense. I have no parents since I was a child, and you brought me up with one hand. Now that you are sick, how can I ignore you? I have already made money. After a while A few days ago, I heard that many famous doctors will come to Dianzhou to participate in an academic symposium, and I will take you to find those famous doctors to treat your illness."

"You child...follow me to suffer." The old man said, with cloudy tears streaming from his eyes.

at this time.

The red lotus makeup club is brightly lit, and there are all kinds of luxury cars parked at the door. Guests and young and beautiful women shuttle in and out of the club. This is one of the top clubs in Dianzhou. There are some third- and fourth-tier stars haunting here.

"Brother Dong, you have to avenge me, I can't swallow this breath."

In a luxurious box, a young man in his early twenties said angrily, with a white bandage wrapped around his face.

Opposite him sat a young man in a Chinese tunic suit, about his age, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, hugging left and right, soft jade smelling fragrant. Hearing his words, he couldn't help but said cheerfully: "You are the eldest son of the Du family, your father is The official who sits in Dianzhou was actually beaten in a bar?"

"That person should not be a local. If the locals know that I have given my name, who would dare to touch me?" Du Mingli said angrily.

It turned out that Du Mingli and his party left the bar and went to the hospital to bandage their wounds before rushing to this clubhouse.

"The key is that person, he slapped me away from the air, I think he should be the warrior you mentioned." Du Mingli continued.

The young man in the Chinese tunic finally showed a trace of curiosity, narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "You said he slapped you away with a slap in the air? Could it be a dark warrior?"

"Yes, and my two bodyguards were also beaten by him in the same way." Du Mingli said while clenching his fists.

Ke Donglin is an apprentice of the direct line of the Bai family. He has been in the upper class of Dianzhou and knows many sons of wealthy and high-ranking officials. Du Mingli also has a good relationship with him. He even gave him a three million sports car last time.

"Is he only in his teens? Is he still a dark martial artist?" Ke Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "But this is Dianzhou, our Bai family's world, I want to see who dares to be presumptuous here."

Du Mingli was overjoyed and said, "Brother Dong, it's all up to you, and that stinky three-eighth, I must get her and ravage her."

the next day.

The sky cleared.

In the inn, Leng Yan was wearing a white sweater and short skirt, revealing two white thighs, and a pair of transparent slippers under her feet, revealing crystal clear jade fingers and graceful arches.

I lost my job, and I have to find another job. I have to rush to that medical seminar and save enough money to hire a famous doctor to treat my grandfather.

She just sighed and was about to get some water to wash her grandfather's face when she suddenly saw several black Audi cars stop at the door, and a group of people jumped out of the car.

They are all men with tattooed arms, gold necklaces, and short hair. They look like bastards at first glance. The leader was Du Mingli and his group, and Leng Yan was so frightened that she felt that Du Mingli would not be so easily convinced, but she didn't expect him to find him so soon.

"Stinky, huh." Du Mingli's eyes showed mockery, he cursed coldly, and led a group of people into the courtyard.

"Young Master Du." Leng Yan's pretty face suddenly turned pale.

Du Mingli snorted coldly: "Damn it, tie her up for me."

After all, a few gangsters rushed over, grabbed Leng Yan's arm, and controlled her. No matter how much she screamed and struggled, it was useless. There were other guests in the yard, and they all passed by in a hurry when they saw this scene. Get in trouble.

Even some guests who were still sleeping pushed open the wooden windows and wanted to shout and curse. When they saw a group of gangsters below, they retracted their heads in fright and closed the doors and windows tightly.

"Tell me, where was that guy yesterday? He dared to hit me. I want him to die today." Du Mingli pinched Leng Yan's chin and asked sharply.

"I...I don't know..." There was a mist in Leng Yan's eyes.

Standing behind Du Mingli was a young man in a Chinese tunic suit. When he saw Leng Yan, surprise flashed in his eyes. Although she was beautiful, there were several young models in Dianzhou who could not lose to him, let alone with Compared with his little junior sister, Leng Yan is far inferior. Although his appearance is about half, but his background and family background are very different.

"I don't know?" Du Mingli's eyes froze for a moment, and he slapped her hard on the face. Five red fingerprints appeared on the girl's clean face.

At this moment, a room on the right side was pushed open, and a girl with a juicy appearance came out, tied two long black whips, and said softly, "What are you doing?"

The eyes of the group of people all fell on her, she looked seventeen or eighteen years old, she was cute and charming, she was a beauty of two styles from Leng Yan, and she was very well developed, like a flower bud that was about to bloom, suddenly a group of people There was a lewd light in the eyes.

"How shameless are you guys bullying a girl?" the girl with ponytails frowned and scolded.

"Hey, there's another little beauty here." A little gangster with tattooed arms walked over with a smile, and was about to touch her little face with his hand.

Just a few centimeters away from the little beauty's face, the whole person flew upside down, lying on the ground and howling.

"Warrior?" Ke Donglin stared.