When Zhai Fei heard Heilong's words, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he thought of some words that were vaguely revealed from Boss Zhou. Behind Heilong is the Yan family, the largest family in Jeju, which is a real wealthy family with assets of tens of billions of yuan. Even the mayor must respect the Yan family.
"Zhuo Bufan, you should apologize to Brother Long. No matter how powerful you are, you can fight. Brother Long can have hundreds of people under him, and with the Yan family supporting him, we can't afford to offend him." Zhai Fei said with a pale face.
"The Yan family has to bow their heads in front of me. Who is he?" Zhuo Bufan said coldly.
Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Heilong gritted his teeth and trembled with anger, "Okay, you guys have a habit, come on me, I'll see who you are."
"What are you making a fuss?" Just as this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from the door of the box.
The black dragon turned his head and saw a brightly dressed young man coming to the door, and an old man wearing a black double-breasted centipede shirt. His face suddenly changed, "Sir Wei, Shi Yin."
When Zhai Fei, Liu Xuan and others saw the two people at the door of the box, they didn’t know the old man’s tense, but the young man was very famous throughout Jeju. It was Yan Wei, the son of the Yan family, and the top first-line son of the entire Jeju.
Yan Wei saw the people in the private room and suddenly his eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan's body, his pupils shrank slightly. The two had met in Wuzhen, but at that time Yan Wei still had a hint of hatred for Zhuo Bufan.
However, since Yan Xun returned to the Yan family and told Zhuo Bufan about it, the hatred in Yan Wei's heart turned into fear, especially knowing that Zhuo Bufan is the number one person in Jiangnan and surpassing the Ruan family in Guangdong and Guangxi. Even Yan Chunyi has now entered the core circle of the Yan family because she is friends with Zhuo Bufan, and there is a vague trend of being the first person in the third generation.
Such a big man can't even afford to offend the Yan family, let alone a little young man.
Yan Wei pushed the black dragon away, strode to Zhuo Bufan, bent down respectfully and shouted: "Junior Zhuo Er."
"So it's you?" Zhuo Bufan still had some impression of him. Yang City is under the jurisdiction of Jeju. The Yan family is the top family in Jeju. It is not surprising that Yan Wei can make a great fortune in Yang City.
"Second Young Master, Black Dragon is my person. If the housekeeper is not strict, it will cause trouble for the Second Young Master." Yan Wei glared at Black Dragon with hatred. It is not scary to offend such a big man. He killed the Black Dragon. What is scary is that Zhuo Bufan is determined in his nature and kills the people. If he implicates the Yan family, he may be expelled from the Yan family and becomes a civilian from a rich second generation.
Heilong was stunned. The Yan family is the largest family in Jeju. Even the mayor had to go to the Yan family to visit him first. Why would he be afraid of the ordinary young man in front of him? Could he be the young man from the capital?
As for Lu Zitao, Liu Xuan, Zhai Fei, Tang Lenglan and others, they had long been stunned, opening their mouths wide, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.
Don’t it be said that Ye Ziqin married a coward?
How could it be like this now? Not only did he have martial arts, but even Wei Shao from the Yan family respect him.
"Since he is your Yan family's lackey, I won't kill him, but I will insult my wife and leave an arm." Zhuo Bufan said, his five fingers gathered together like a knife, and slashed from his chest. Suddenly, the black dragon's right hand and right arm fell neatly, and blood flowed out like water.
Liu Xuan, Zhai Fei and others in the private room all showed horror, and even the timid woman screamed in surprise.
The black dragon was pale and dizzy, and fell directly to the ground.
Yan Wei didn't even look at him, and ordered: "Please carry him out and clean up the place. Today, all the consumption here is mine." After that, Yan Wei saw Zhuo Bufan and showed respect, "Second Master, why not go to my private room, I'll treat you to a drink."
"Yes." Zhuo Bufan nodded, then glanced at the old man standing next to Yan Wei.
Sister Liu reacted, and a stiff smile appeared on her pale face, "Brother Wei, Second Young Master, I will arrange a private room for you."
Ye Ziqin stayed in the private room and continued to chat with Lu Zitao and others, but the people in the private room didn't dare to speak anymore, and they all looked at Ye Ziqin with some fear.
Finally, Lu Zitao and Ye Ziqin had the best relationship, and mustered up the courage and said, "Yezi, what about your husband?"
"When he first got married, he was indeed a prodigal son, but he has changed a lot in the past two years." Ye Ziqin said vaguely, and he could not tell everything about Zhuo Bufan being a master of martial arts and his magic skills.
Although everyone was not sure why Ye Ziqin's cowardly husband became so powerful, seeing his catching wind and slashing the black dragon's arm for a knife, Yan Wei was respectful to him, and many women showed envy in their eyes.
Especially when Lu Zitao looked at Liu Xuan with glasses beside him, she felt even more angry. She usually called herself a civil servant and drank with any leader. She couldn't say a word at critical moments, and she even pushed herself to accompany other men to drink, so she didn't feel any extraordinary domineering.
Sister Liu arranged another private room for Zhuo Bufan and others, which was obviously much larger than the one just now.
"Second Master, I'll give you a glass. I was ignorant before and offended you in Wuzhen. I hope you will never care about villains." Yan Wei stood up with a glass of wine and said respectfully.
Zhuo Bufan sat on the sofa as steady as Mount Tai, nodded slightly, and didn't even hold a wine glass.
Yan Wei sipped the wine in the wine glass, and a huge rock seemed to fall in his heart.
"Second Master, let me introduce you to Master Yin, a master of magic." Yan Wei said to the old man beside him.
The old man nodded slightly. He just saw Zhuo Bufan Yufeng cutting off the black dragon's arm for the sword. He knew that he was a martial arts master and said respectfully, "I have met the master."
Zhuo Bufan glanced at him and found that he was just a magician at the seventh level of Qi training. His strength was one level lower than Master Wu, and his body seemed to have a dark disease and his aura was a little unstable.
"Have you been injured?" Zhuo Bufan asked casually.
Master Yin showed surprise. He felt that he might have underestimated Zhuo Bufan. His body's hidden diseases were impossible to see at first glance. He was respectful again and nodded and said, "I was injured by an enemy a few days ago. This time I came to Yang City to find some medicinal materials for treatment."
"Come to find medicinal materials in Yang City?" Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly. Most of the old mountains in the Northeast are rich in famous medicines, and the most famous one is ginseng.
Master Yin nodded, then said with confusion, "Don't the Second Master know that there is a small magician auction in Yang City recently?"
Zhuo Bufan has not had much contact with the magic world and the martial arts world. After all, he has only been reborn for two years and has not known many things. The last time he went to Xifeng Town was just a little news revealed by the military region.
Seeing that Zhuo Bufan reached the realm of a martial arts master at such a young age, Yin thought that he came from a martial arts family or sect, and it was impossible for him not to know these things, but he did not expect that Zhuo Bufan had been practicing alone and had joined any martial arts family and sect on earth, so he naturally didn't know many things.
"What auction?" Zhuo Bufan asked. (To be continued)