He knew very well that although he had not reached the level of a master, the Eagle Claws was perfect, and even a master did not dare to resist. Just now, Zhuo Bufan was lightly describing his Iron Eagle Claws skills. He had already thought that the martial arts world had emerged in the past year.
The young master, the demonic shadow kills!
Otherwise, how could this young king of Jinling make all the underground bosses surrender and obey his orders?
"Uncle San?"
"Third Master?"
Miao Jiangpu and Mr. Tong were both surprised and suspicious. They were not from the martial arts world, so they naturally didn't understand what the shadow killing represented in the martial arts world this year. They could kill master-level figures. Such people could be held wherever they threw them.
The underground faucet is saved.
"Shut up." Mr. Miao San glared at Miao Jiangpu fiercely.
Shadow Killer, Hehuan Sect, dares to offend one of the top sects in the martial arts world, and even kill their guardians. If he angers him, the Eagle Sect may be at risk of overthrowing.
"Yezi, let's go out for some breath." Zhuo Bufan didn't even look at him, but turned his head and looked at Ye Ziqin softly and asked.
Ye Ziqin nodded. No business was as good as her husband. She had a breakdown in the negotiations with Yan Wei anyway.
Zhuo Bufan held Ye Ziqin's tender little hand, and the other bodyguards made way for the two to leave.
After Zhuo Bufan left, Master Miao San was relieved and finally breathed a sigh of relief. The cold sweat dripped down his forehead and wet the carpet.
Miao Jiangpu still couldn't understand and said loudly: "Uncle, why are you afraid of them? We have guns in our hands, wouldn't it be better to kill him directly?"
"Bastard." Master Miao San looked at his nephew and his eyebrows were twisted into three knots. The master was not afraid of bullets, let alone a peerless master who could even kill a master. His little man and gun were not enough to see.
"Yang Yan, take Jiang Pu down." After weighing the pros and cons, Miao San sighed. The master should not be humiliated, let alone the person who can kill the master. This matter must be explained.
Zhuo Bufan let them go just because he didn't want to start a massacre in front of Ye Ziqin.
"Third Master, who is he?" Mr. Tong asked carefully.
"He? He was born to be a king." Mr. Miao San said with a wry smile.
"The business has not been negotiated, aren't you angry?" Zhuo Bufan took Ye Ziqin's tender little hand and walked on the pedestrian street of the ancient street.
"You can make money again, but my husband only has one." Ye Ziqin said with a smile: "Since you don't talk about business, then you can go shopping with me. I want to eat glutinous rice cake."
The two of them traveled around Wuzhen, buying candied haws, paper windmills, candy people, and Wuzhen's special snacks, Auntie Cakes. Ye Ziqin was very happy to play, like a little girl who was just in love.
A tall ancient ginkgo tree appeared in front of the two, about twelve or thirteen meters high. The tree stood towering from the sky, and looked like a hill from a distance, with a dragon and a tiger lying on its magnificent momentum, with a crown like a canopy, and was full of many wish talismans.
It is like red flowers adorning the green leaves. There are ancient steles under the trees and collection of poems, leaving behind many inscriptions and notes by ancestors.
Next to the ancient ginkgo is a small temple called "Stone Buddha Temple".
"The 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty, how many towers are in the mist and rain." Ye Ziqin murmured to herself, "This Stone Buddha Temple is one of the temples. The ancient ginkgo next to it was planted by the Tang Dynasty. Hundreds of years have passed and it has been as tall as a cover.
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Ye Ziqin pulled Zhuo Bufan to a stall. The stall was a little novice monk, "I want to buy a wish talisman, you are not allowed to peek."
Wait until Ye Ziqin's wish was stuffed into the red sachet, then threw it hard and wrapped it on the branches of the ancient apricot tree. His pretty face turned a little red, and he looked at Zhuo Bufan with shame.
Zhuo Bufan had no spiritual sense to spy on it, but now he discovered that Ye Ziqin had such a small woman's side.
"Okay, I'll tell you what I'm writing in the future. I'm hungry, find a place to eat."
The two found a Chinese restaurant and ordered a few home-cooked dishes to serve. Suddenly, a surprised voice rang out from behind: "Sister Ye Zi, Zhuo Bufan, why are you still here?"
There were two men and women behind, including Cumme, Han Xue and Zhao Qing, but they all changed into normal outfits and bought some snacks and souvenirs.
"Han Xue, you are here too, are you having dinner together?" Ye Ziqin greeted.
"Sister Ye Zi, why are you still here? Master Miao San is also in Wuzhen? If they see you, you will be finished." Han Xue lowered her voice, her face full of anxiety.
The chome standing beside him stood with a hug and looked at Zhuo Bufan coldly.
He offended Miao Jiangpu. Yesterday, Mr. Miao San from the Miao family spoke in person to find Zhuo Bufan for bad luck. When he saw Zhuo Bufan had a beautiful wife, he naturally felt jealous, envious and hated, and wanted Zhuo Bufan to suffer a little.
"No." Ye Ziqin shook her head, but she still said with a smile: "But, thank you."
Han Xue was extremely anxious and said seriously: "Oh, don't think I'm joking. Master Miao San is an underground boss in Jinling, so he's the only one."
"San... San Ye." Suddenly, the Cun stared at a row of bodyguards with black clothes and black pants, with a grim expression walked into the restaurant.
The group of people was so scared that they didn't even dare to say anything. The leader was Miao Sanye, with Yang Yan standing beside him.
"It's over, you're discovered." Han Xue's pretty face turned pale, she gritted her silver teeth and glared at Zhuo Bufan, "I've asked you to leave Wuzhen long ago. Look, now someone has found it, it's over."
A vicious smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the chum, and he quickly stepped forward and shouted, "Third Master, I am Miao Shao's friend, Cum. I met you last night. The person who injured Miao Shao is here. You must make a fuss for Miao Shao.
revenge."
Master Miao San frowned, glanced at him, took Yang Yan to Zhuo Bufan and bent down ninety degrees, and said respectfully: "Miao San has seen Master Zhuo Er."
"Oh, what are you here?" Zhuo Bufan looked indifferent and picked up vegetables for Ye Ziqin.
The chum standing beside her opened her mouth, unable to close it, and the expression on her face was even worse than eating shit. The two girls, Han Xue and Zhao Qing, also opened their cherry mouths, and their brains were short-circuited.
Didn’t Mr. Miao San say he wanted to kill him, why did he be so respectful to him?
Mr. Miao San didn't even dare to raise his head. He was afraid of Zhuo Bufan and said, "Miao's nephew had an eyeless and offended the Second Young Master. I've cut off one hand and punished him."
As he said that, Yang Yan picked up the bag in his hand, and the cloth on it was stained with dark red blood.
"Stop driving, I'm having a meal." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.
Yang Yan immediately put away the bag respectfully, stood by the third master and bent down. The third master told Yang Yan about Zhuo Bufanying's killing, and Yang Yan became more and more awe and fearful of the young man in front of him.
The face of the chum turned blue and white, and he was dizzy. Miao Jiangpu was the nephew of Miao Sanye. He was like his own son. He offended Zhuo Bufan and said he would chop his hands.
Zhuo Bufan was having a meal with Ye Ziqin, and Master Miao San and Yang Yan bowed and stood aside with the bodyguard. The scene was very strange. Apart from the sound of their meal, others didn't even dare to kick them.
Finally finished eating, Zhuo Bufan glanced at the person in front of him, but Ye Ziqin suddenly pulled his arm, "Forget it, let me forgive me if I have to." (To be continued)