Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Chapter 88 Super Strength

The whole warehouse was quiet for ten seconds, and even the atmosphere didn't dare to come out.

"Xiete." The blonde girl who suddenly followed Pang Jie grabbed the weapon tied to the base of her thigh and pointed it at Zhuo Bufan.

"Be careful." Ye Ziqin's cold and deep eyes tightened fiercely and exclaimed.

"Looking for death!" Zhuo Bufan glared at the opponent with a cold voice and threw the teacup out. The bullet hit the rapidly rotating teacup, but didn't penetrate it, but was taken off track, and the broken teacup was inserted into the blonde girl's eyebrows.

The blonde was dying, with an incredible look in her eyes, she fell backwards stiffly.

As for the other people brought by Pangjie, seeing this scene, their hearts were ashamed for an instant, and they directly raised their hands and surrendered, being controlled by the men brought by Jinhu.

The moonlight was whirling outside, the weeds were coming from the shadows, the golden tiger was holding a tender grass in his mouth, Yu Guang took a peek at the inside of the warehouse.

Zhuo Bufan sat on the chair, and a plume of white smoke rose from the tea cup in front of him.

Ye Kaihe, Ye Kaihai, Gao Gui, Ye Zimei, and Ye Zihu all knelt in front of him, panicking, and saw Zhuo Bufan spit out a sip of tea and punch through his complex body. He threw a teacup to kill without blinking his eyes. A few people have long been scared.

Thinking of their cynicism towards Zhuo Bufan during this period of time, their hearts were ashamed, as if an ant on a hot pot was waiting to die.

"Uncommon..." Ye Kaihe finally couldn't bear this depressed feeling. He raised his head and showed a smile that was more embarrassing than eating shit. "Bah, Zhuo Shao, I used to be bad. Dogs look down on people and are blinded by lard. Heart, you have a lot of yours, please forgive me for Ye Zi’s face."

"Yes, I'm a **** too, Master Zhuo, you let me as a fart." Ye Kaihai pleaded bitterly.

"Young Master Zhuo, since I am Aunt Ye Zi, you must never kill me..." Gao Gui frightened his whole body like a sieve.

As for Ye Zimei and Ye Zihu, they didn't even dare to say anything. Ye Ziqin stood beside Zhuo Bufan with her delicate eyebrows.

"Return all the company's shares to Ye Zi and let her make arrangements." Zhuo Bufan stood up and said lightly, never looking at these people. Although these people had mocked him, they were all relatives of Ye Ziqin who were related by blood. , Zhuo Bufan couldn't really kill them all.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Kaihe and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and put down a heavy stone.

"We must give all of the company's shares to Ye Ye and no longer force her." Ye Kaihe said quickly.

Zhuo Bufan nodded faintly: "From now on, listen to Ziqin's words!" After saying that, his long body walked outside.

Ye Ziqin's feet moved a few steps. He wanted to catch up with him and asked all the doubts in her heart. But after hesitating, she stayed where she was, looking at Zhuo Bufan's back, and she just sighed slightly in her heart. Tone.

The moonlight grass grows, and the nightingale whispers softly.

A black Land Rover was parked on the highway. Jin Hu saw Zhuo Bufan coming over and his eyes widened. Although Zhuo Bufan was walking very slowly, he stepped out three or four meters away, which can be described as shrinking to an inch.

"I wanted to avenge my two stupid brothers at the time. Mr. Zhuo is almost a man of God." Jin Hu sighed inwardly.

Zhuo Bufan has come to him.

"Mr. Zhuo."

"Mr. Zhuo."

Everyone bowed their heads and shouted respectfully, and they were in awe of Zhuo Bufan. These horses may follow a certain top power because of their interests, but they are also afraid of other people’s connections. Money, only Zhuo Bufan, they come from the heart. The respect.

This is the same truth as animals in nature. Only when they have the strongest strength can others be willing to surrender.

Zhuo Bufan spit out tea and killed people, and his wine glass broke the bullet, which refreshed everyone's worldview. It is not an exaggeration to fear him as a god.

"Have you asked clearly?" Zhuo Bufan asked indifferently.

"Mr. Zhuo, these people are Wang Wenwu's subordinates... Do you see if we want to fight back, Wang Wenwu dare to kidnap your wife." Jin Hu's eyes flashed hard.

Zhuo Bufan frowned lightly and said: "I have given him a chance, but this matter is not in a hurry, I need a chance."

Jin Hu nodded vigorously, but didn't know when Zhuo Bufan said it.

...

Inside Wang Wenwu's villa, Wang Ya's face was as rotten as a rotten orange, and he was fidgeting, standing up anxiously and spinning around in the living room.

"Fourth brother, don't turn your head and turn my head faint." Wang Wenwu frowned, with a Havana cigar in his mouth.

Wang Ya stopped, frowned and looked at him and said: "Mr. Pang has been out for so long and has not yet responded. Is it possible that something happened, or he fell in Zhuo Bufan's hands?"

"Hmph, it's just an extraordinary one. With how great the ability to reach the sky, Mr. Pang has already achieved his secret strength, and there will be no surprises when dealing with him." Wang Wenwu said calmly.

He just finished speaking.

A person hurried in from outside, "Master Wu, it's not OK."

The complexions of Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya both changed, and they felt a little bit of a throb. Pang Jie must have something wrong.

"Master Wu, Master Pang... died." A Ma Tsai who followed Pang Jie out with a bloodless face walked in and told the original story.

Wang Ya sank down on the sofa, shaking his whole body, and his eyes were full of fear.

On the other hand, Wang Wenwu felt the strength of his whole body disappear as if it was peeling and pulling a cocoon.

"He really... did he take a sip of tea and spray Pang Jie down?" Wang Wenwu's face was deeply jealous.

"If this is the case, isn't he a master of secret strength, he can't find the number of five fingers even looking at the entire Golden State."

The needle drop in the living room can be heard.

There was a long silence.

Wang Ya gritted his teeth and said: "Brother, let's kick on the iron plate this time. If this is the case, Zhuo Bufan will grow up in the future, and within ten years, we will be able to hold up our Wang family."

Wang Wenwu returned to his senses. After all, he is the boss who has dominated a party for decades. He naturally has the domineering arrogance in him. Besides, it is one thing to hear that it is the same thing to see with his own eyes.

If he let him see Pang Jie's tragic death with his own eyes, this sentence would not be easy to say.

"Isn’t Yang Laoqi coming back to avenge his brother? Let’s contact him. I heard that Yang Laoqi had a good time outside, and he was known as the master of the first generation. I heard that rich and powerful Ma once met him personally. Please ask him. As a bodyguard, I was rejected."

Wang Wenwu nodded, "Now there is only this way. We absolutely can't let Zhuo Bufan get up. No one can cure him then."

...

The next day, yesterday was delayed, Zhuo Bufan took the time today to prepare to go to Long Aotian's home to refine the pill for him, and take care of this matter.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a pretty young man wearing a white T-shirt and hot pants, showing slender thighs as white as porcelain, wearing a white peaked cap, and a refreshing ponytail on the back of his head. Go back to golf.

"Zhuo Bufan, do you remember to come!" the girl groaned.