Chapter Thirteen
At eight o'clock in the evening the next day, dozens of men in black clothes and black trousers stood outside and inspected in the largest luxury box of the Zhenguan Club.
In the box, Chu Tian sat in the first seat, besides several other middle-aged men, all of them were famous wealthy people in Golden State, who were invited by Chu Tian as witnesses.
An ordinary young man in sportswear was sitting inside and looked very abrupt. Chu Tian did not introduce him. Naturally, the other rich men did not treat him as a human being. They chatted with each other and left him aside.
At this moment, a group of people walked in outside, about seven or eight, headed by a middle-aged man of about forty-five, walking swiftly and swiftly, followed by a white-haired old man with a fairy style. Gu Jin's temperament has his eyes half-open and half-closed, as if he didn't put anyone in his eyes.
"Ba Ye is here."
"Good morning, Baye."
"Master, it's been a long time."
Several rich men greeted the people quickly. The middle-aged man headed by him was Yang Tiancheng's father, Yang Laoba. Behind him were several horses with bulging waists, obviously carrying a guy.
The old man Yang was sitting on the sofa, the old man sat beside him, and the others stood behind him.
"Who is Zhuo Bufan? Dare to hurt my son!" Yang Laoba frowned and said coldly.
Zhuo Bufan stood up slowly and looked straight at the other person, "I am Zhuo Bufan. Your son sent someone to cause a car accident and hit Ye Ziqin. He wanted to annex Tianmei Company by all means. I just taught him a lesson to let him remember. ."
Seeing that ordinary teenager stand up, the other rich people reacted. Xicheng said that it was big and small, and news circulated quickly in the upper class. Most people knew that Yang Tiancheng’s son was beaten. Hurt things.
"It turns out that this kid hurt Yang Tiancheng, what's the reason? He dared to offend the eighth master."
"I heard that they belonged to the Zhuo family in Qingzhou, but they were just abandoned sons of the Zhuo family."
"Is that the wimp who married Ye Ziqin?"
Everyone talked a lot, Zhuo Bufan turned a deaf ear.
Yang Laoba stared at Zhuo Bufan fiercely, and hummed coldly: "Boy, you dare to hurt my son. If you don’t abandon you today, I’m afraid it will be difficult for Yang Laoba to convince the brothers under my hands. Xicheng is mixed up."
Hearing this, Chu Tian didn’t rush to put down the celadon tea cup in his hand, and said with a smile: “My Lord, I asked you to come here today to reconcile. This little brother misunderstands Young Master Yang, so he can save me face. Forget it, how about it."
This is light and flirty. In fact, if Yang Laoba really agreed, he would admit that he was a bit lower than Chu Tian. Both of them were giants in the West Side. There were many overlaps and conflicts in their businesses, and they had long wanted to understand.
Yang Laoba sneered: "God, your tone is quite big, when I was a crouch on the street? Today Zhuo Bufan, I want to abolish, and you must also leave Xicheng."
Chu Tian frowned suddenly and let himself leave Xicheng?
Jin Hu, standing beside Chu Tian, stood up and said, "Lao Yang, are you too loud, do you want God to leave Xicheng?"
"Master Wu." Yang Laoba gently nodded towards the old man beside him, then looked at Chu Tian and said: "This Master Wu is the master I invited over from Zhongzhou. If your people defeat Master Wu, I will withdraw from the realm of Xicheng. ."
After speaking, the half-squinted Master Wu opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes, and slowly stood up and looked at the golden tiger.
Jin Hu is Chu Tian's first general. He once joined the martial arts alliance. He chose to quit because he was not accustomed to being controlled. The horror of strength has always been a figure that Yang Laoba is afraid of.
"I'm looking for a bad old man and want God to give up the site, huh!" Jin Hu snorted coldly, "Let me see what you can do, and dare to speak up here."
Master Wu took out a piece of jade pendant and held it in his hand at the golden tiger, and hummed softly, "I don't know what it is!"
A brilliant glow flashed in Zhuo Bufan's eyes, because he felt the aura fluctuations in the jade pendant. Suddenly, a golden glow shot out from the jade pendant and hit the golden tiger. The golden tiger flew out directly, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. .
"what is this?"
"Supernatural spells!"
The whole box was quiet and noisy, even Chu Tian's expression was moved, his hands were tightly squeezing the handrails, and his body trembled slightly. You must know that even if an ordinary person fights, even if a warrior breaks the tree or kicks the steel plate Understandable.
But the golden light flashed in Master Wu's hand and directly knocked the golden tiger into the air. It was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. It was like a god, and only gods could magical spells.
"Big Brother." Yinhu and Sanhu immediately rushed over to help Jinhu, and looked at Master Wu with fear.
Eighth Master Yang laughed and said, "Master Wu is a famous Feng Shui master in Zhongzhou. His Taoist cultivation is comparable to the existence of a **** and man. Chu Tian, don't you hurry up and give up!"
The eyes of the rich and powerful in the box were full of envy. There are only legendary masters of this class, and now they have seen it with their own eyes. It is really amazing.
If this kind of expert is willing to look at the Feng Shui mansion for them, make yin and yang magic circle, and make some peace charms, I don't know how much benefit it will have.
"It's just some little bugs, do you dare to show off here?" Suddenly a sudden voice interrupted everyone's imagination.
Everyone turned their gazes on the speaker, and it was Zhuo Bufan who was standing on the spot, his face was calm and his tone was indifferent.
Just now he was surprised that he had encountered an immortal cultivator, but he took a closer look and saw that there was no aura fluctuation in the master Wu in front of him. It was just that the jade pendant in his hand contained aura, which was not even the lowest level magic weapon. And the aura is so thin, I don’t know how many times I can use it.
You must know that the heavenly refining furnace he once made can even be refined by the sun. This small jade pendant is like the difference between a water gun and a nuclear bomb.
"Junior, in a crazy tone, he even looked down on me." Master Wu looked at Zhuo Bufan coldly, raising the jade pendant in his hand and humming, "I will let you see it today."
Zhuo Bufan took a deep breath and condensed a complex print with his hands. He put his **** together in the middle of his food, put them on his lips, opened and blew, a fire snake spewed out, raging flames, extremely hot.
Master Wu was shocked for a while. The jade pendant in his hand resisted, but was directly shattered. The whole person flew out and hit the table, vomiting blood, his hair and clothes were burnt black, and his expression on his face was terrified.
"Master is forgiving, Master is forgiving." Master Wu quickly got up, knelt on the ground with loose hair, kowtow.
Chu Tian grew up with a mouth large enough to lay an egg, and the three Jinhu and the three were also pale in fright, with fire hidden in their abdomen, and they spouted.
The other rich people in the box were stunned, feeling that their brains were not enough. Just now, Master Wu’s jade pendant with golden light was already a magical technique. Now Zhuo Bufan spit the fire snake in front of him, not a real god.
Yang Laoba and Ma Zai behind them all couldn't sit still, a sense of weakness and fear swept through their bodies.
Zhuo Bufan didn’t look at Master Wu, but instead set his gaze on Yang Laoba. His voice seemed to come from Jiuyouyouzhi: "You indulge your son and don’t know how many horrible things you have done. Today I will serve the people. Eliminate harm, who can save you in heaven and on earth."
"No, it's impossible." Old Yang Ba was trembling, his face pale.
"Damn, don't pretend to be a fool, I don't believe you are not afraid of guns!" The Scarlet man standing next to him suddenly took out his pistol and pointed it at Zhuo Bufan, with a crazy smile on his face, "Go to hell."
Ordinary people can't resist bullets even if they are not a real god. Master Wu's eyes widened, and Scar Man pulled the trigger with a bang.
Zhuo Bufan raised his hand and shook his second finger in the middle of the food, unexpectedly sandwiching the bullet, and a faint white smoke rose.
Yang Laoba’s frightened **** went directly to the ground, Scarman and the rest of the horses all stared, Zhuo Bufan in front of them was simply a superman, spitting fire snakes, not afraid of his children, this is not the superman in the Eagle Country blockbuster. .
Chu Tian, Jin Hu and others also opened their mouths wide, unable to speak for a long time.
A few days ago, Jin Hu still wanted to help his younger brother take revenge. Now that he saw Zhuo Bufan's strength, his heart was bitter. If he really went to Zhuo Bufan for revenge, he might be killed by someone else with a single finger.
As for Chu Tianlao blushing, Zhuo Bufan can have such a strength to be a prince in any place. He still wants to gather him as a subordinate. Isn't it a idiot dream, but he is fortunate that he didn't fight Zhuo Bufan, or else he Now is the end of Yang Laoba.
The wealthy people at the scene all felt a sense of rain and rain coming to the building. The underground forces in Xicheng are about to be shuffled, and Zhuo Bufan will become the first person in Xicheng.
In fact, Zhuo Bufan only had the strength of the fourth level of Qi training, not enough to use spells, but he carried the Diamond Talisman and Flame Talisman in advance on his body, and this method was enough to shock these people in front of him.
Yang Laoba lay on the ground and kowtowed his head for mercy. He has long lost the temperament of a hero, "Zhuo, Master Zhuo, you let go, I will give you all of my property, as long as you spare my life, I will have no eyes. Zhu, killing me is dirtying your hands."
The more things a person has, the more he fears death. Yang Laoba's only thought is to survive.
Zhuo Bufan said indifferently: "Give all your turf to God, and get out of Golden State."
"Yes, yes, I give it all to God, get out of Jinzhou, and this generation will never come back again." Yang Laoba cried and snot and tears flew, it is hard for people to imagine that this is the unique character of Xicheng.
The other rich people, Chu Tian and others couldn't laugh. If Yang Laoba was replaced by himself, it would be worse than him.
Zhuo Bufan's eyes froze, and he waved his hand. The bullets in his hand flew out and fell into the center of Scar Man's eyebrows. Scar Man's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground stiffly.