Rebirth of the City Cultivation

Many people couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound, only to find a young man emerging from the corner.

"Is it Mr. Zhou?" When the employees saw the boss's son appearing, they were all shocked. Didn't they say that this dude was beaten into a vegetative state?

The crowd automatically moved out of the way, and Zhou Yi appeared at the door in a few steps. The sight of his mother's head being pressed against the toilet made his eyes red instantly. However, his mother was still alive, she was still alive. The guilt in his heart made him burst into tears.

Eyes filled with tears, the fairy demeanor has long been forgotten.

Although Zhou Yi's consciousness is almost non-existent now, the murderous aura accumulated over tens of thousands of years is released at this moment. The coldness of the substance makes people tremble involuntarily, as if the young man in front of him is a predator that chooses people to eat.

Tiger.

"Hey, little bastard is here? Come on, come over and see how your mother drinks..." The bald head was frightened by this momentum and tried hard to use words to regain his confidence.

Zhou Yi's eyes were cold and he rushed forward suddenly.

The big man with the Eighteen Arhats tattooed on his body realized the danger, roared angrily, and pointed the two-foot-long machete at Zhou Yi's face.

"No!" Zhou Yun screamed in despair. Her son was everything to her, and he was more important than her dignity and life.

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed and he paused for a moment. The Eighteen Arhat Man only felt that his hand was empty, and the machete in his hand had already reached the opponent's hand.

Zhou Yi grabbed the machete and chopped Huashan with one force. There was only a muffled sound. The machete was directly nailed to the face of the Eighteen Arhat Man, and it penetrated three points into the bone. The Arhat Man's face was split into two by the machete. The Arhat Man rolled and wailed in pain, but

I dare not touch the knife on my face.

Zhou Yi ignored him and continued to accelerate, aiming at the dog's private parts and kicking him out. The dog's face turned pale and he tried to dodge, but how could his speed compare to him?

There was another muffled sound from Superman's Zhouyi. This muffled sound was even more penetrating than the knife slashing on the face just now.

All the men present felt a chill in their lower bodies.

Something seemed to explode.

"Ahhhh!" The dog let out an earth-shattering cry of pain, covering his lower body with both hands, rolling over and over on the ground, rolling his eyes and twitching constantly.

"Don't come here!" the bald man took out a sharp knife and shouted, threatening him with Zhou Yun.

However, he shouted too slowly.

Zhou Yi rose up in the air, kicked his wrist, and helped his mother up.

"Xiao Yi, you?" Zhou Yun cried with joy.

"Be careful..." The sound of wind and exclamations came from behind at the same time.

Zhou Yi gave Zhou Yun a reassuring look, his body dropped, and the bald man's arm holding a sharp knife seemed to be holding it out.

Zhou Yi suddenly folded it, and there was a crunching sound. The bald man's arm was broken as easily as a dead tree, and the angle directly became 135 degrees. Before his painful nerves could return to his brain, Zhou Yi slapped his face in the face.

After the explosive knee impact, his bald face suddenly looked like a trampled persimmon, with mucus and blood flying from his nose, and his eyeballs almost bulged half an inch.

This kind of painting style is a thousand times more critical to others, but to Zhou Yi, it is just a casual thing. He looked at his mother who was still alive, and a warm current flowed through his heart. The indescribable happiness filled his heart.

whole body.

"Mom, take Uncle Chen to the hospital first. I'll take care of things here, and then I'll come over." There was a maturity in Zhou Yi's voice that was not commensurate with his age, but it made people involuntarily trust him.

Security guard Lao Chen couldn't help but burst into tears. In the past, Zhou Yi was a dandy. Calling him Lao Chen was just to give him face. Unexpectedly, today he would be called Uncle Chen.

Only at this time did the employees dare to come forward to help, which shows how scary the reputation of Di'an Society is.

Zhou Yi looked at the onlookers and couldn't help but shook his head. They may be right to protect themselves, but the company no longer needs such employees.

Wait until mom leaves.

Zhou Yi then turned around and said calmly to a group of gangsters: "Kneel down, all of them!" This simple sentence was like a thunderclap on ordinary days, with a faint coercion radiating from him, making people feel heartbroken.

The ground was trembling, and although a few gangsters did not kneel down, no one dared to step forward.

"Slap each other until I am satisfied. Those who refuse or stop halfway will have one of their fingers cut off." Zhou Yi said calmly.

"If you have the guts, kill me, otherwise, your whole family will die tomorrow." The bald man with the big eagle tattoo really had the guts to say this with difficulty.

Zhou Yi likes people who are smart and hard-boned. He didn't say anything. He stepped forward and grabbed Big Diao's right hand, exposing only his little finger. He raised the hammer in his hand to a frightening height and slammed it down.

, the crowd screamed in terror.

The little finger of the bald head immediately turned into a pile of meat, and it seemed that the only option was to scoop it up with a spoon. The bald head opened his eyes to the maximum size, let out an earth-shattering roar, and trembled all over. The smell of urine filled the entire office.

There was no need to speak anymore, and the gangsters, who were still intact, slapped each other in the face.

The sound of "Papa papa!" filled the whole room. They humiliated others all day long, and today, they also tasted the feeling of being bullied. No one dared to stop unless Zhou Yi shouted stop. Everyone's face was swollen like steamed buns, and they were even beaten.

They got angry and competed with each other, and the scene was extremely strange.

The employees in the factory looked at the situation of the Dianshe staff who usually could stop crying at night. Every one of them opened their mouths, and they were extremely shocked.

If it were in the world of cultivation, Zhou Yi would have wiped them out. In a society ruled by law, Zhou Yi tried his best to hold back his rage. But he also trampled on their dignity, letting everyone see the consequences of invading the company, and Zhou Yi's

Revenge has just begun. In Zhou Yi's eyes, these people are already dead, and their lives are only temporarily kept.

It wasn't until two gangsters were slapped and knocked unconscious that Zhou Yi stood up and turned around to leave without even looking at these rotten people.

The crowd once again gave way and everyone was shocked into silence. However, many girls already had countless little stars in their eyes.

Zhou Yi returned to the car again, and when he was alone in a quiet space, he showed a slight silly smile. He smiled and shed tears again. He looked like he was a leader in the world of cultivation.

On the road with heavy traffic, Zhou Yi could not concentrate on driving. Memory, like a slideshow, flashed through his mind frame by frame...

Mother Zhou Yun was once the apple of the eye of the Zhou family. The Zhou family was famous in Jinling. Although they were the last among the four major families in Jinling, they were the top of the four families.

Ever since Zhou Yi could remember, the word "evil" had appeared many times in his life. He never knew who his father was, and he had seen the faces of his relatives countless times, until he stayed away from Jinling and settled in Longcheng. The unforgettable treatment he received

The humiliation gradually disappeared.

His dependent mother raised him up single-handedly. Although he was far away from Jinling and his family, his life was pretty good. His mother independently ran a pharmaceutical company, and Zhou Yi was considered a standard rich second generation.

But you never know which one will come first, good or bad.

In his previous life, Zhou Yi was hit in the back of the head with a stick while fighting to protect the school belle. He was in a coma for two months. When he woke up, he learned that his mother, who loved him, jumped to her death...

Zhou Yi, who was in a state of confusion, almost hit the car in front of him. He quickly braked and stopped recalling his previous life.

The Mercedes-Benz 600 behind had no time to brake and hit the Range Rover SV Coupe with a bang. A strong man got out of the car and walked towards Zhou Yi with a baseball bat. Zhou Yi was completely unaware of it.

"Mom, I'm awake and I'm worrying you." Zhou Yi continued to giggle in the car and murmured to himself, but there seemed to be endless flames jumping in his reddish eyes!

"From now on, I will not let you suffer again, and from now on, no one will dare to bully you!"

"Those who drove you out of the Zhou family, I will make them kneel down and beg you to go back."

"The so-called big man who abandoned you, regardless of whether he is his biological father or not, I will make him feel the greatest pain in the world for abandoning his wife and children."

"I will definitely find out whoever was behind your life and those who killed my wife and children, and I will make their life worse than death! I will make them taste the burning of the Nine Nether Fires!"

Zhou Yi swore secretly in his heart.

Repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred!

I, Zhou Yi, am back with the memory of cultivating immortality from the Supreme Immortal Emperor, Old Demon!