Chapter 270: I am a real person

Chapter 270 I am a real person

In the pond where the lotus leaves were originally growing, the water immediately boiled, like a pot of boiled water, with white bubbles bubbling.

Immediately, a water column soared into the sky, like a fountain, rushing straight to a height of about ten meters.

How could Master Bian put a hairy boy in his eyes? He turned around and just walked two steps. He suddenly heard Master Lu's voice and immediately felt a wave of energy. Turning his head, his eyes widened instantly.

I saw a jet of water rising into the sky transforming into a ferocious dragon in the air, lifelike, and even faintly uttering the sound of dragon chanting, hovering above Zhuo Bufan's head.

Several other timid businessmen and masters sat on the ground with fright, staring dumbly at the water dragon in the air.

"Fairy... this is a fairy tactic."

"True dragon in the water, Patriarch."

Various people yelled loudly, and even Zhang Jun broke out with cold sweat on his forehead. Mrs. Tarifa and the two Filipino servants grew their mouths, showing conspicuous white teeth.

Chu Xinmei stared at Zhuo Bufan without blinking, only to feel shocked. The last time Zhuo Bufan fought with Shura's supernatural powers, she had passed out, thinking that Zhuo Bufan would know some martial arts, but now this method has exceeded the imagination of ordinary people.

"My method, what do you think?" Zhuo Bufan stood proudly, holding his hands on his back, and looking at Master Bian idly.

Master Bian's eyes almost burst out, and he fell on the ground, stunned in class, feeling kneeling on the ground and kowtow: "The real man is forgiving... it's the junior Meng Lang!"

Zhuo Bufan's method, in his opinion, has stood at the pinnacle of the path, and is even the legendary master of the foundation building period.

"Humph!" Zhuo Bufan snorted softly, and the water dragon pan flew over Master Bian's body instantly, exploding a huge splash of water, and Master Bian was drenched in soup.

Chu Yang hadn't reacted for a long time, his thinking had been dull, this, could this be Zhuo Bufan's trump card for daring to beat the Qin family alone?

Is he really a master of spells?

Chu Yang only felt powerless. If such an expert helped Chu Xin, how could he compete for the position of successor to the Chu family.

Madame Tarifa's swarthy skin could even see a faint redness. Just now she looked down on Zhuo Bufan, and the situation was reversed in a blink of an eye.

Master Lu and the others looked at each other, arched their waists as they were, and shouted in unison: "The younger generation pays homage to the real person."

Learning Fengshui and magic techniques have their own schools, with the master as the teacher.

Zhuo Bufan ignored them and grabbed it in the pond. A ball of water polo was wrapped in a bamboo basket and floated up. There was a dead black dog inside and a talisman attached to it.

"Mrs. Tarifa, someone deliberately arranged the Yin Qi formation to target you and make your body worse and worse. You can see that there are some hairs on the talisman on the talisman. It must be your body." Zhuo Bufan said lightly. .

Mrs. Tarifa was dizzy, and if the Filipino servant next to her was not supporting her, she would almost fall.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuo. Regarding the order, as long as Chu can deliver the goods, we will pay according to the contract." Mrs. Tarifa nodded respectfully, and took out a bank card that she carried and said: " Mr. Zhuo, there are five million in it, which is a bit of my heart."

Zhuo Bufan didn't refuse. After doing these things, Zhuo Bufan refused Mrs. Tarifa's kindness to keep him for dinner, and left the Zhang family mansion with Chu Xin.

After they left, Zhang Jun hurriedly followed Tarifa to help, "Tarifa, I will help you upstairs to rest."

"No, you should help me find out who is pretending to be a ghost in our house." Mrs. Tarifa took a deep look at him, turned and walked towards the villa.

Chu Yang came to Zhang Jun's side and said in a low voice, "Mr. Zhang, things are broken."

"This stinky lady has already begun to doubt me. If her brother knows, he will definitely send someone from Africa to kill me." Zhang Jun worried.

Outside the mansion.

Chu Xin stopped talking several times, and she was already full of curiosity about Zhuo Bufan. Such a man seemed to be a mystery, as attractive as a whirlpool.

Zhuo Bufan waited for a while, and he saw Master Bian walking out, as if he had known that Zhuo Bufan would wait for himself here.

Master Bian hurriedly strode three steps into two steps, bending over and arching his hands, respectfully saying: "Zhuo Zhenren."

"You painted that Fuluo, right?" Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

After hesitating for a while, Master Bian nodded: "I am also forced to be forced by others."

"Is Zhang Jun wanting to kill his wife?"

"Yes."

Affirmed by Master Bian, Zhuo Bufan shook his head. This was someone else's family affair. He didn't care about it, waved his hand and sent Master Bian away.

"How come there is such a husband, Mrs. Tarifa will definitely be very sad when she knows, scumbag." Chu Xin angrily said.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head non-committal.

...

Night falls.

The lights in the Starlight Bar were slightly blurred, and a woman with straight long hair sat alone under the shadow of a lamp, a simple wooden table, and a high chair.

A glass of red rose cocktail was ordered on the table, exuding a gorgeous light.

A young **** with yellow hair and a flowered shirt squinted, and suddenly walked over with a wine glass, smiling: "Beauty, so stars and nights, for whom are you drunk at the bar, why don't you let me stay with you?"

These few words, but he has been practicing hard for a long time, and he definitely has the potential of literary and artistic style.

The woman raised her head, revealing a stunning face, milk-smooth skin, and the delicate face of Guazi's face, which stunned the gangster.

It's just that the pretty face was a bit cold, and frowned, "No, don't bother me."

"Little girl, don't pretend to be a white lotus when you come out to get drunk. My brother will definitely refresh you at night." The little **** said, suddenly reaching out to touch her face.

But the hand hadn't touched the other party's face, suddenly he stretched out his hand from the side, and the smooth and jade hand directly grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard.

"It hurts, it hurts... let go."

The gangster was sweating in pain, turning his head and saw a **** woman wearing a group of black suspenders.

"Pop." The woman slapped his face severely, "Get me off."

The little **** was about to get angry when he suddenly discovered that the **** woman had a weird S-symbol tattoo on her collarbone, her face suddenly changed, and she ran out of the bar.

The **** woman sat looking at the cold-faced woman and said with a small smile: "Beauty, sitting alone in a bar, you must be broken in love, you can easily be harassed like this."

The cold woman looked at her and nodded: "Thank you, my name is Ye Ziqin."

"My name is Qiu Jinse." With that, the **** woman sat down and snapped her fingers, calling for a glass of whiskey.

After sitting down, Qiu Jinse took out his mobile phone to answer the call and said, "Well, I'm already in the bar. Come here."

"Beauty, my boyfriend will come here later, you won't mind." Qiu Jinse put away the phone, a curved arc was drawn on his lips.

Ye Ziqin said indifferently, "Well, it doesn't matter."