Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Liu Chun's expression changed suddenly, he took a few steps back, and said sternly, "Don't come here, do you know who Brother Kang's grandfather is?"

"Who is it?" Zhuo Bufan looked at him lightly and asked.

"Brother Kang's grandfather is the chairman of our Xuzhou Martial Arts Association, if you..."

Before finishing the rest of the sentence, Zhuo Bufan had already punched him in the face, Liu Chun was like a kite with a broken string, flew upside down, and spit out two bloody molars.

"Don't appear in front of me in the future." After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he walked into the school with Zhang Huan.

Passing students saw Liu Chun lying on the ground and whispered among themselves. Liu Chun stared at Zhuo Bufan's back with a vicious light like a poisonous snake in his eyes.

"Isn't this Liu Chun from the Wuyi Society? Why was he beaten?"

"I don't know, I guess I'm tired of working, even the members of the Black Clothes Club dare to move."

"Go away." Liu Chun yelled at the students around him, then stood up and stared at the backs of Zhuo Bufan and Zhang Huan and said, "Damn it, wait for me."

After entering the school, Zhuo Bufan did not take what happened just now to his heart. His most important thing now is to study hard, no, he should cultivate hard. It is very difficult for him to improve with his current strength. If he can find Other cultivators may have further hope.

Zhang Huan frowned, his pretty face was full of worry: "Zhuo Bufan, Liu Chun is a bully in school, and he is a member of the Wuyihui. If you hit him, he will definitely seek revenge from you." of."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Huan bit his lip and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Zhuo Bufan, it's because of me that he came to you."

"It's okay, this kind of person deserves to be beaten." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile, which amused Zhang Huan.

Immediately asked: "By the way, what would the bird clothes be?"

"Have you ever heard of a poem by Liu Yuxi? "Wild grass and flowers by the Zhuque bridge, and the sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi alley. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people." The black clothes refer to the ancient princes." Zhang Huan said slowly.

Zhuo Bufan said: "Unexpectedly, you have a lot of ink in your stomach. This Wuyi Club is an organization organized by a group of rich second generations to have fun. Only people who are worth a certain level can join."

"Yeah." Zhang Huan nodded and said, "If he really comes to trouble you, tell me to tell grandma that grandma knows many important people."

The corner of Zhuo Bufan's mouth drew a look of helplessness, when would he be so downcast that he needed a woman to protect him.

At this moment, three women in front saw them and shouted, "Zhang Huan."

Zhang Huan glanced at him and said, "Zhuo Bufan, I'm going to class, bye." Then, he waved his white hands and walked towards the three girls.

The three girls glanced at Zhuo Bufan at the same time, and a girl with a ponytail took Zhang Huan's hand and teased, "Xiao Huan, it's only been a week since school started, and you found a boyfriend?"

"No, yes, he is not my boyfriend." Zhang Huan blushed as if he was about to bleed, this girl is shy easily.

"I don't think it's Xiao Huan's boyfriend. Look at the scar on his face, so ugly, how could Xiao Huan like him." Another girl in Tsing Yi said with her mouth curled.

Zhang Huan frowned and said, "It's not good to speak ill of others behind their backs, let's go to the classroom."

Watching the four little girls leave chatteringly, Zhuo Bufan shook his head, thinking about the Black Clothes Society. The Black Clothes Society should be similar in nature to the Freemasons and Skull and Bones Society of beautiful women. They were all in college, and the students themselves The organization established has no official certification, but compared with the Freemasons and Skull and Bones, which can manipulate the presidential election, I am afraid that the Black Clothes will appear to be a small fight.

He went to the classroom by himself. Everyone had just come to study for less than a week, and they were not very familiar with each other. Except for the scar on his face that made people look at him more, no one paid attention to him.

He found a back seat and sat down, suddenly a boy patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, your name is Zhuo Bufan, right?"

"Well, you are?" Zhuo Bufan turned his head, and saw two boys smiling at him, one fat and one thin.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Yushu Linfeng, Xu Qiang who is known as a pear blossom crushing a begonia." The fat boy said.

The skinny boy looked gentle: "My name is Chen Junyang, we live in the same dormitory, but it's been a week since school started, and I haven't seen you coming."

"My name is Zhuo Bufan. I have relatives in Xuzhou, so I live outside the school." Zhuo Bufan said politely.

Xu Qiang has a familiar personality, so he went around and sat next to Zhuo Bufan, looked him up and down and said, "I thought you had a little girlfriend living with you, don't worry, I, Xu Qiang, is nicknamed the second generation of rich, when I get to Ma Zi to introduce one for you."

Chen Junyang glanced at him sideways: "Forget it, the Armani you wear has been saved for two months before you bought it, Zhuo Bufan, don't listen to his bragging."

In an instant, the fat man blushed with anger and was about to fight with Chen Junyang when he suddenly saw a white figure walking in from the teacher's door.

It wasn't just him, all the boys in the class had their eyes on that woman. She was 1.7 meters tall and she was wearing a chiffon dress, which made her look like a goddess.

"Here comes my dish, Zhuo sees it, as long as my fat man delivers a fatal blow, he will surely kill her." The fat man said without knowing what shame is.

Chen Junyang directly gave him an idiot look.

The woman's willow-leaf eyebrows have been carefully described, a pair of big and bright eyes are piercing, her lips are like two peach blossoms in March, and her long black hair is draped straight on her shoulders. She is indeed dressed like a goddess. Zhuo Bufan walked over here.

The fat man suppressed his heart that was about to jump out, and said calmly: "It seems that I am not wearing the Armani for nothing today. When I get it, let her introduce my best friend to you two."

Just when the fat man was trying to squeeze out a bright and bright smile, the woman stopped in front of Zhuo Bufan, looked straight at Zhuo Bufan and said, "Student, can I sit next to you?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned, stared at the other party with shining eyes, and nodded: "Anything you want."

After the woman sat down, she smiled lightly and said, "Hi, my name is Qiu Jinse."

"Zhuo Bufan." After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind, and he said: "You are very similar to a person I have seen before."

Qiu Jinse covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Many boys have said this to me."

The smile on the fat man's face was extremely stiff, and he cursed in his heart: "Damn, such a bad girl-picking skill."