Until the two left, the club quickly sent staff to send Qin Siliang and Kang Ning to the hospital.
Only a group of rich second-generations who eat, drink and have fun, and the ghost mastiffs all over the ground reminded them that everything that happened just now was real.
"I'm not dazzled with my eyes, right?" A boy holding his girlfriend rubbed his eyes. His girlfriend had already bent down and retching, and her face turned blue.
Such a bloody scene, except for some boys who usually like to watch dog fighting, they can bear it, but ordinary girls can't stand it.
"A Tibetan mastiff is not even afraid of a tiger, and I didn't expect it to die so miserably."
"That's too unscientific. Qin Siliang heard that the ghost mastiff was pulled back and killed as soon as he got off the plane. He was extremely fierce. How could he die in an instant?" Fu Ling didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Zangyun's face was full of bitterness: "No wonder Zhuo Bufan looked down on our Wuyi Club. With such strength, I am afraid that his achievements in the gangsters will be higher than ours in the future. We will play like children's games."
"If his finger stabbed on someone, would it explode?" Chen Sichun, whose face was pale, said timidly.
After a word came out, everyone fell into silence again. If he really had a finger and poked himself out, even the police would not be able to catch such martial arts. If he killed someone without leaving, who could stand him?
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel chilled behind their backs and their whole bodies shivered.
Fu Ling even wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Today he almost offended Zhuo Bufan. Fortunately, the other party did not cause trouble for him, otherwise he would have been sent to the hospital like Qin Siliang and Kang Ning.
The night is full of power, and the wind is rippling. In the quiet courtyard.
Zhuo Bufan stood in the room, pinched a finger of the Dharma Jue and emitted a milky white halo. He pressed his finger on the willow branch tattoo on his arm. The willow branch tattoo immediately changed into a ball of black mist condensed into a translucent woman, and knelt on the ground: "Master."
The last time the female ghost Caiwei wanted to escape, Zhuo Bufan pulled away the energy from her body. Caiwei has been in a deep sleep these days, and Zhuo Bufan just woke her up with spiritual energy.
"Get up first, where did you talk about your body and the killed cultivator last time?" Zhuo Bufan asked directly.
Caiwei stood up, made a fortune, and said slowly: "The little woman only remembers that the place was named Wulong County. I was forcibly taken away by that person. At that time, he seemed to have been practicing qigong on a cliff and died of being devilish. If I got nearby, I should be able to feel the location of my corpse."
"Wulong County, I'll check the situation first." Although Zhuo Bufan was reborn and was not afraid of bullets, he had already practiced to the foundation-building stage, but it was not known to everyone.
I picked up my mobile phone and checked the location of Wulong County. It was located in the southwest of Xuzhou, which belonged to the boundary of Yuzhou. It was surrounded by steep mountains, as well as natural-formed sinkholes and ground cracks, as well as pastures and forests on the top of the mountain. The terrain is very complex. Except for some places that are included in the 4A-level scenic spots, the remaining two-thirds of the places have not been developed yet.
"Tomorrow is the weekend, so I can go and have a look." Zhuo Bufan checked some relevant information to make complete preparations.
Zhuo Bufan's eyes moved from his phone, looked at Caiwei and said, "If you didn't lie to me, I will definitely help you to reincarnate and reincarnate. If you lie to me, I will beat you to ashes."
"The little woman dares not deceive the master." Caiwei said, bit her lip and said, "Does the master need me to serve tonight?"
Zhuo Bufan's face suddenly dimmed, and the thunder and lightning in his palms made Caiwei tremble all over, "Master, I don't dare anymore. I'm just used to my life in brothels, so..."
Finally, the lightning in Zhuo Bufan's hand dissipated and he looked at her depressedly. In fact, Caiwei was also a pitiful person and said, "You can go out and have a good look, but if you leave my range of ten kilometers, the spiritual energy in your body will explode automatically."
"Thank you, Master." Caiwei said, and made a blessing, turning into a wisp of black mist and flew out of the window.
Inside a hospital in Xuzhou City.
The two nearby wards were full of people, and there were many nurses in white coats and pink uniforms. A middle-aged man wearing white centipede button clothes and a goatee-beard carrying his hands on his back. He looked at Corning lying on the bed and frowned:
"If you don't learn skills well, you will fight with others. Now you have your legs broken, which is simply embarrassing to our Kang family."
Corning was wearing a cast on his right leg, and his face was full of depression: "Dad, if I was beaten, you won't help me with revenge, and I'm your own son!"
"Bastard, how could I be a useless son like Kang Youming?" Kang Youming's chest was fluctuating. A middle-aged woman wearing a cheongsam next to her, with tears in her eyes and sobbing: "Kang Youming, my son has been broken by someone's legs. If you don't help your son find a way to take revenge, you blame Ning'er here, what kind of man are you?"
The middle-aged woman wearing a cheongsam was Kang Ning's mother. When she heard his wife's complaints, Kang Youming frowned and said, "You didn't give her this arrogant and domineering personality. Don't worry, whoever hurts my Kang Youming's son, I will definitely ask for an explanation."
Although he was blaming his son for causing trouble, after all, he only had an only child under his knees and was beaten like this. How could a father not feel heartbroken?
Kang Youming said again: "By the way, you just said that the one who injured you was a college student from Qingke University. What is Zhuo Bufan? His martial arts have reached the secret power?"
"I saw him killing the ghost mastiff that Qin Shao had just pointed and bought from the Potala Palace. He must be a master of dark energy." Kang Ning said immediately.
"It should be at most eighteen or nineteen years old. We have stepped into the threshold of dark energy at such a young age. Our Dragon Kingdom is indeed full of geniuses. If such a boy has a little ability, he will not know that he is tall and generous. He will be scruples. He can understand who is not frivolous." Kang Youming murmured to himself.
In fact, in his heart, he had long regarded Zhuo Bufan as a kind of self-controlled martial arts, and was arrogant and arrogant. If he was willing to give in, he would not have made a fuss until now.
Qin Kaiwen in the next ward also retreated sadly and bowed to Kang Youming: "Master Kong, the doctor said that my son had a spinal injury, and it is probably difficult for him to stand up."
Qin Kevin is the general manager of Beihang Transport under the Qin family and is also a branch of the Qin family. He has some friendship with Kang Youming. For example, many gangsters like to go to the harbor or company to cause trouble, and they ask Kang Youming’s martial arts hall to help stop it. It is precisely because of this that the two sons are closer.
"I'll go and help Mr. Qin take a look." After that, Kang Youming walked into the next ward. (To be continued)