The whole place was in an uproar. The Lian family was on the third echelon of wealthy families in Zhongzhou. They didn't expect that such a scandal would occur.
Lian Xipo was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he pointed at Xu Meili, "You...you actually did such a scandal that humiliated our Lian family behind our backs. Our family is unfortunate... our family is unfortunate!"
"Master, take care of yourself." Kang Bo hurriedly put his palm on Lian Xipo's back, and a stream of true energy was imparted to his body, helping him calm down.
Lian Xiu, the main victim of this incident, did not have much emotional fluctuations. He coughed and said: "Alian, I didn't expect that you still knew about this incident."
"Brother, you have known for a long time that this bitch is looking for other men outside behind your back?" Lian Lian stared at Lian Fu with wide eyes and dilated pupils.
Lian Pao nodded, with a hint of pain in his eyes. He raised his head and looked at Lian Shijian, shook his head and said: "Actually, it's all my fault that I was confused by this woman at the beginning. I didn't see clearly that she was actually a snake-hearted person.
I drove Ling'er and Shi Jian out of Zhongzhou, and a year ago I knew that Lian Xun was not my biological son."
"Brother, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Lian Lian clenched her fists and said.
"I think the same as you. I don't want to be embarrassed and I don't want to cause civil strife in the Lian family. The most important thing is that the person behind this woman gave me a poison that can control my mind." After Lian Fu finished speaking, his face turned red.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood violently,
"elder brother."
"Dad." Lian Shijian had already rushed over, looking at the pale Lian Po, with red circles in his eyes.
Lian Xipo looked at Lian Shijian guiltily and wiped the blood on his lips, "Shijian, I'm sorry for you and your mother. I'm so cold to you because I don't want you to be targeted by Xu Meili, a bitch.
I didn’t expect that she would secretly send someone to assassinate you. I was also stunned by her at the beginning..."
Zhuo Bufan shook his head: "If apologizing is useful, is there any need to kill people? It's just that Shi Jian is too kind-hearted..."
At this time, Xu Meili's true identity had been revealed, and she tore off her disguise, stood up, and laughed crazily: "Lian Pao, I originally wanted you to survive for a little longer, but I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful. Today you are all
Gotta die here."
After saying that, the two bodyguards in charge of security outside were suddenly knocked away and fell to the ground with a bang. A middle-aged woman with a slightly stout figure walked in, looked at Xu Meili and said respectfully: "Madam, ghost
I'll be here soon."
"Sister Cui? You belong to the Ghost King..." Kang Bo stared at the middle-aged woman and said. They were both from the Lian family. They had lived together for ten years, but he didn't find out that Sister Cui knew martial arts.
Sister-in-law Cui stood next to Xu Meili and said calmly, "Yes, I am the Ghost King's person. You don't have to leave here today!"
The current wealthy people are all very familiar with the name of the Ghost King. He is the largest underground boss in Zhongzhou and kills people without blinking an eye. Could it be that the fat monk and the thin Taoist priest are both his people and they are here specifically to deal with Prime Minister Zhou today?
"So what about the Ghost King? There are so many rich people here, can the Ghost King kill us? My son is the deputy chief of the police station." A middle-aged man said angrily.
As soon as he finished speaking, Aunt Cui's figure flashed, and a blood hole appeared on the middle-aged man's neck. The blood flowed out. He covered his neck and knelt on the ground in pain. He saw Aunt Cui standing next to him.
In front of him, there was a short bayonet dripping with blood, and the blade was shining with snow-white light.
"Don't worry, everyone. As long as everyone cooperates with me, I, the Ghost King, will never kill them all." Suddenly a hoarse voice came from outside, arriving before anyone arrived.
Everyone's eyes turned to the stairs again. A group of about ten men in black suits walked up the stairs. The man walking at the front was as thin as a bamboo pole, with clear cheekbones, sunken eye sockets and black eyes all over his body.
With a sinister evil aura, Zhuo Bufan's eyes instantly locked onto him. This person should be the Ghost King.
"Master Ghost." Xu Meili made a sweet voice and pounced directly on the Ghost King, "Master Ghost, you have to make the decision for me. They are all bullying me. It's best to kill them all!"
The Ghost King's eyes were gloomy, as if his eyes had been soaked in a cold pool, exuding cold air all the time, with a layer of deathly ashes wrapped around the depths of his pupils. Zhuo Bufan showed a slight look of surprise. It turned out to be a practitioner.
At the peak of his Qi, the evil energy in his body is so heavy, could it be that he is a ghost cultivator.
There are various types of energy in the world. In addition to spiritual energy, there are also blood energy, evil energy, ghost energy, filthy energy, etc. These are all energy bodies. Different ways of cultivation require different energy attributes, but in the end they all lead to the same destination through different paths.
"You killed the fat monk, the skinny Taoist priest, and also captured my ghost slaves and puppets. You are quite capable. However, I, the Ghost King, will not kill unknown people. I will tell you my name." The Ghost King's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
He stared intently at Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan was about to challenge a real monk to test his strength, and said with a smile: "Jinling Zhuo Bufan, everyone calls me Mr. Zhuo, are you the Ghost King of Zhongzhou?"
"Zhuo Bufan? You killed Yang Qi, and Xun'er almost lost his life in your hands. If you surrender to me today and hand over your treasures, I can consider sparing you a life. How about that?" The Ghost King touched the dark green of his right thumb.
Flicking his fingers, his eyes flashed with a cold luster.
In his opinion, Zhuo Bufan is not very old. Either he has a heaven-defying treasure that can help him practice quickly, or there is an expert behind him. He has already made a plan. If there is really an expert behind Zhuo Bufan, then he will
When he left Zhongzhou and returned to his master, any master could beat his master.
Zhuo Bufan knocked on the table, narrowed his eyes and said, "There are many people who want my life, but in the end they all end up dead!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black mist instantly condensed on the Ghost King's body, lingering around him. It looked extremely weird. Xu Meili was pushed out directly. Everyone at the scene felt a chill and had goosebumps all over their bodies.
"Okay, okay, there is a road to heaven, but if you don't take it, if there is no door to hell, just break in and kill him." The ghost king said coldly, and immediately the bodyguards in black and Mrs. Cui rushed directly to Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan was still sitting leisurely on the chair. Qian Bing behind him suddenly took out a three-edged military thorn from his waist. Master Wu also took out a green wooden ruler and rushed into the crowd. Since the Ghost King didn't take action, Zhuo Bufan naturally
Can't take action.
Qian Bing and Master Wu had long wanted to show off their merits in front of Zhuo Bufan, and rushed directly into the crowd without Zhuo Bufan's orders. Qian Bing's strength was at least the second level of An Jin, and these bodyguards were only of Ming Jin level. As soon as he entered,
Like wolves and sheep, the blood is gorgeous, like a ghost shadow.
A green light condensed on the green wooden ruler in Master Wu's hand, but the light was very weak. It directly hit Sister Cui, but it was obviously at a disadvantage. (To be continued)