When Zhuo Bufan was king in Jinling, Cao Simiao had already had some contact with Zhuo Bufan. If he had been following Zhuo Bufan at that time, maybe the Cao family would not have ended up in such a down-and-out situation now.
"The boat arrived in the middle of the river to make up for the leak."
Zhuo Bufan sighed and shook his head.
"Zhuo Bufan, I think about what we knew before, please let me go. I can give you all the money from the Cao family." Cao Simiao, you suddenly knelt on the deck and begged.
“It’s a pity that it’s too late.”
Zhuo Bufan waved his hand casually, and a silver light blade in the air passed through Cao Youwei's chest. They widened their pupils and fell on the deck at the same time.
After doing all this, Zhuo Bufan used his spiritual sense to clear all the memories of ordinary people, and immediately threw them onto the lifeboat. After swimming a hundred meters, the entire cruise ship suddenly burst into flames, like a torch on the dark sea, burning the entire sea surface red.
.
This matter may be reported the next day, but Zhuo Bufan burned everything clean and erased the memories of ordinary people. Without evidence, even if it was investigated on himself, it would be fine.
The next morning.
In the intensive care unit of Xuzhou First People's Hospital, a man in a black suit stood beside the hospital bed with his hands on his back, "Young Master, the master is going to see you today, you..."
"He came to see me? Just don't recognize my son."
On the hospital bed, a young man with legs in plaster and a haggard face lay on the hospital bed, saying indignantly.
This person is Nie Fengyuan, whose legs were broken by Yayoi Yusuke. Nie Chengrong is his biological father. Even if he is afraid of Zhuo Bufan, he doesn't have to discount his legs.
At this moment, a series of crisp footsteps sounded in the corridor, and Nie Fengyuan walked into the ward with several bodyguards.
"Hmph." Nie Fengyuan simply turned his head aside when he saw his father and ignored him.
Nie Chengrong sighed softly. No matter how he said that Nie Fengyuan was his only son, he personally ordered someone to break his legs. Nie Chengrong felt a little uncomfortable, but this was a last resort.
"Are you still angry?" Nie Chengrong said.
Nie Fengyuan turned his head and looked at his father firmly, "Dad, our Nie family is also a big family in Xuzhou after all. It has been standing in Xuzhou for decades. No matter how powerful Zhuo Bufan is, you don't have to be so afraid of him, right?
It broke my leg.”
The more he thought about it, the less he understood. At the last time at the Nie family banquet, although everyone respected Zhuo Bufan very much, he was also scared, but then he thought that Zhuo Bufan was so powerful that he was just a little kid, with the most background.
But Xuzhou is the territory of their Nie family.
"You still don't understand Zhuo Bufan's true identity, right?" Nie Chengrong shook his head and gave a wink.
A bodyguard standing on him handed an iPad to Nie Fengyuan, "Young Master, take a look at today's news."
"Um?"
Nie Fengyuan took the iPad suspiciously, his eyes fell on the screen, and his mouth opened instantly, his face slightly, the news title on it was black and thick. Last night, a cruise ship exploded and caught fire at a hundred miles away from Xuzhou Harbour.
"Cao Youwei and Cao Simiao are both on that yacht." Nie Chengrong said lightly.
Nie Fengyuan raised his head, dilated his pupils and exclaimed in a low voice, "Is this what Zhuo Bufan did?"
"Who else can have this ability besides him? He can destroy a cruise ship without using thermal weapons. I heard that dozens of people died." Nie Chengrong said in lingering fear. He had witnessed Zhuo Bufan's super combat power in Qingjiang.
One of the people.
Nie Fengyuan seemed to have been drained and lying on the hospital bed, his eyes were dull. These days, he was resentful and had a trace of thought of seeking revenge on Zhuo Bufan. Now this trace of thought disappeared immediately. Such a person almost surpassed him.
His father, even the richest man in Xuzhou, died at his hands. No matter how hard he tried, he would never catch up with Zhuo Bufan.
"Dad, I'm sorry." Nie Fengyuan raised his head, his eyes turned red, and he almost destroyed the Nie family's foundation for more than 30 years.
At the same time, the incident of Cao Youwei and Cao Simiao's cruise ship swept across Xuzhou. Both the people and the upper class have become a topic of discussion after dinner. However, Cao Youwei is too far from the lives of the people, and it won't take long to make everyone
Return to life and forget about this.
However, Xuzhou boss, corporate boss, and family who know the inside story know that this matter cannot be related to Mr. Zhuo, chairman of Chaofan Group. Ye Xuan was busy for a while, and all Xuzhou bosses and family helmsmen came to visit.
, want to establish a good relationship with Chaofan Group.
Bai Rui in the sanatorium looked at the news and a gratified smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Xiao Rui, we should leave Xuzhou. There are still many things that you need to deal with in Dianzhou." Bai Zhantang said to Bai Rui.
A dark look flashed in Bai Rui's eyes, "Master, please book a plane ticket, we will go back to Dianzhou today."
Bai Zhantang nodded and ordered his assistant to book the air ticket. He looked at Bai Rui with complicated eyes. In fact, there were the Bai family's medicine and the dragon fish pills given by Zhuo Bufan. Bai Rui's injuries have completely recovered in the past few days, but she
I have never been reluctant to leave, and there is still someone in my heart.
"Bai Rui, there is a saying that a master is not sure whether he should tell you. But you have to know that Mr. Zhuo is not an ordinary person, his heart..." Bai Zhantang couldn't bear to say anything more.
Bai Rui was stunned when she heard his words, and then a light smile rose from the corner of her mouth, "Master, do you want to say that he can't hold me in his heart, right? But I can't hold others in my heart, let me
Be his woman silently behind his back and help him.”
"Oh." Bai Zhantang could only sigh softly.
In the Chaofan Group Building.
Shi Jian was wearing a purple training suit and embroidered shoes, two long ponytails, and was holding a teapot, making Kung Fu tea.
Zhuo Bufan was lying alone on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest as he rested.
I have to say that Zhuo Bufan taught the Sword Master well, and the technique of making tea flows smoothly and pleasing to the eye. A faint fragrance of quiet floats in the office.
"Young Master, the tea is ready." Shi Jian wiped Jiebai's forehead and sweated slightly, and a happy smile appeared on his little face.
Zhuo Bufan opened his eyes, had a faint smile on his face, held the white jade tea cup, and tasted it. It tasted fragrant and sweet. "Little girl, your method of making tea has improved again."
"Young Master, you taught me all well." Shi Jian couldn't hide the joy on his little face.
Seeing the two of them talking, Li Lichun, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but feel a little relieved. She had been standing here for almost half an hour, and finally couldn't help saying:
"Mr. Zhuo, Mr. Charles of Madrid Pharmaceuticals has been waiting for you for half an hour."
"Let him come in." Zhuo Bufan put down the teacup and said lightly. (To be continued)