Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

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Chapter Eight: Jinzhou Chutian

After resting in the hospital for two days, Ye Ziqin rushed out of the hospital and returned to the company to continue working, while Zhuo Bufan continued to concentrate on his cultivation. In this world, only real strength is the capital for self-protection.

Zhuo Bufan stood beside a willow tree that was big enough to be hugged by a person, and punched the trunk of the tree, the green leaves shook like rain, and a hole was pierced through the trunk of the tree. .

"The progress of cultivation is still too slow. The spiritual energy on the earth is thin, and the resources of medicinal materials are scarce. Even if there are old medicinal materials, the price will be huge. Otherwise, I should first refine the Peiyuan Pill, so that the cultivation can go further." Zhuo Bufan withdrew his fist and muttered to himself.

In fact, he has broken through the third level of Qi training only ten days after he was reborn. You must know that in a place with abundant spiritual energy in the cultivation world, it takes ordinary people a month. It's pretty fast.

He was thinking all the way about using money to buy medicinal materials, so he couldn't ask Ye Zi for money, otherwise she would really regard herself as a bad boy who eats soft food.

Moreover, the company is now encountering difficulties, and Ye Ziqin's financial pressure should also be great.

"Hey, I have to find a way to purchase medicinal materials to refine Peiyuan Pill." Zhuo Bufan thought to himself.

As he walked and thought, he had already returned to the entrance of the villa before he knew it. A black Range Rover was parked outside. Seeing him coming, several men in black got out of the car.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, these people were none other than Yinhu and Sanhu, both had plaster and bandages on their arms.

"You still want to seek revenge from me?" Zhuo Bufan had a murderous look in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhuo, that, we didn't come to trouble you." Yinhu smiled flatteringly, kicked Sanhu's ass and cursed: "Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Zhuo."

The three tigers bowed their knees, nodded and bowed their heads, and said: "Mr. Zhuo, I don't know Taishan with my eyes, and you don't care about villains."

Seeing the attitude of the other party, Zhuo Bufan showed doubts in his eyes and smiled: "Aren't you here to seek revenge on me, so why are you here?"

"Mr. Zhuo, it's our heaven who wants to meet you, and has prepared delicacies in Zhenguanyuan for you to go." Yinhu said.

Zhuo Bufan frowned. Zhenguanyuan is one of the most famous clubs in Jinzhou City. The parking lot is full of Rolls-Royce Phantom, Porsche 911 and other luxury cars. If you drive an Audi, you will be embarrassed to park there. beside.

In his previous life, Zhuo Bufan had also heard the name of Chu Tian, ​​the overlord of the underground society in the west city of Jinzhou, he never stood up to toast when eating with the district chief, and had a high status, but in his previous life he was unknown and had little contact with this kind of person.

The silver tiger's eyes wandered around and said: "Mr. Zhuo, don't worry, God really just wants to meet you."

Hearing his words, it seemed that Zhuo Bufan was afraid of cheating and refused to agree.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head inwardly: "I was in the realm of comprehension in my previous life, so many giants, demon emperors, and saints died in my hands. In this life, how can I pay attention to a mere hero in the underground of Jinzhou?"

He also wanted to know why this god wanted him, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Yinhu hurriedly opened the car door, invited him in, and the car sped away from the villa area.

Zhenguan Club takes the meaning of Zhenguan Year in the Tang Dynasty. The decoration is antique, with pear blossom rosewood decoration, bluestone pavement, and built by the river. Once you enter, you will have the illusion of traveling back to ancient times.

A classy waiter wearing a classic cheongsam led Zhuo Bufan and others to the door of the box on the first floor of the club.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at the waitress, and thought to himself: "The waiters here are also young and beautiful beauties in colleges. The grade of Zhenguan Club is really not ordinary."

Yinhu followed behind with a smile and said, "If Mr. Zhuo likes it, I'll arrange for her to chat with you later."

Zhuo Bufan shook his head helplessly, this guy would have misunderstood him.

Pushing open the door of the box, Yinhu restrained his wretched demeanor and called out respectfully: "God, big brother."

I saw a middle-aged man sitting on a pineapple wooden chair in the private room, dressed in a black Tang suit with a calm atmosphere, exuding the domineering aura of a long-time superior, with a majestic appearance, and black eyes sparkling under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows.

Standing next to the middle-aged man was a man with a back like a gun, in his early thirties, with short and black stubble, and his whole body exuded a cold and sharp aura, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, Zhuo Bufan looked at it carefully Look, the real energy flowing in the opponent's body is actually a master of martial arts.

"It's just that the quality of the real energy in his body is far inferior to the spiritual energy in my body. It's like the difference between RMB and US dollars. Even if his real energy is ten times more than mine, I can still hit ten." Zhuo Bufan made a judgment in his heart.

That middle-aged man should be Chu Tian, ​​younger than Zhuo Bufan imagined, probably about forty-five or six-year-old, full of energy.

"You are Zhuo Bufan? You hurt my men." Chu Tian raised his head, a bright light flashed in his narrowed eyes, he looked like a half-Buddha and half-immortal, and his posture was very big.

Zhuo Bufan nodded neither humble nor overbearing: "I am Zhuo Bufan, and you are the heaven they say?"

Chu Tian saw that his appearance was mediocre, without any conspicuous place, and even because of his fair skin, he gave the impression of a scholar, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"Hmph, boy, why are you talking to our God?" The short-haired man standing there like a gun snorted coldly, staring at Zhuo Bufan with hostility.

Chu Tian smiled and said, "Young people are capable, so they naturally have some personality, so it's okay. You hurt Yinhu and Sanhu, right?"

"They came to provoke me first." Zhuo Bufan said indifferently: "If they are still not convinced, it won't be as simple as being beaten and disabled by me next time."

Chu Tian squinted his eyes and stood up, clapping his hands and laughing loudly: "Young man, I like personality, but your vision is too small." He walked to the window and stared ahead.

The Zhenguan Clubhouse is built along the river. When the windows are opened, you can see the rushing river, just like a giant dragon crawling in Jinzhou. Watching the river from here will give people the illusion of being king of the world.

"When you look at the river in front of you, you think it is very big and fast, but there are even bigger rivers in Xuzhou, the mountain city and the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, not to mention the boundless sea." Chu Tian said, turning his head, his eyes sharp stared at him and said:

"What you see now is just a river. If you are willing to follow me, I will let you see more and bigger scenery."

Zhuo Bufan frowned, knowing that Chu Tian found him today not to ask his teacher for a crime, but to recruit peace and make himself surrender to him.

Chu Tian said: "I've told you so much, you should understand what I mean?"

"Yangtze River gorge, what is the vast ocean?" Zhuo Bufan said with a helpless smile, I used to travel in the void, the Qingjiang River, the Yangtze River, even the four oceans and five continents in front of me are like a speck of dust in my eyes.

I smashed the planet with one punch, and swallowed the galaxy with my mouth, how could you imagine it.

"Good birds live in broken trees, and phoenixes only live in plane trees. Do you think my strength can't let you and me?" Chu Tian frowned, and said a little displeased, obviously feeling that Zhuo Bufan was too proud.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said, "I don't need to follow anyone."

"That's a big tone. You have to know the buildings outside the Qingshan Mountains. Do you think you can be proud of the world because you know a little martial arts?" The short-haired man snorted coldly.

The expression on Chu Tian's face disappeared, and he said sullenly: "Young people, to walk in society, you can't rely on kung fu alone. What you need are contacts, background, people, money, and rights. Only then will people be afraid of you and respect you. You can do what you want to do."

"Not to mention anything else, even if you practice martial arts to the peak, a single bullet from someone else is enough to kill you."

Zhuo Bufan shook his head in his heart and said: "Maybe I am afraid of bullets now, but as long as I reach the Jindan stage, I will not be afraid of bullets, artillery shells, or even nuclear bombs."

"Money, people, and power are things outside the body after all. I think the fundamental thing to protect yourself is your own strength." Zhuo Bufan said frankly.

Chu Tian was completely angry, snorted coldly, and said: "I don't know what's good, if you figure it out, come to me again." After finishing speaking, he walked towards the door with a flick of his sleeves.

Zhuo Bufan stood there helplessly, but the man who followed him walked up to him, shook his head at him, and said in a cold voice with disdain: "God has not thought about cultivating people for a long time, don't you know Anyway, my name is Jinhu."

After finishing speaking, Jin Hu punched a hole in the thick pineapple table, then turned and left.

"An Jin? Jin Hu, could it be the eldest brother of those two people." Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself, this guy deliberately showed his strength to frighten him, if he didn't follow the heaven, this guy wanted to avenge the two idiot brothers.

He just shook his head and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a familiar voice:

"Mr. Wang, I really can't drink anymore, or I will drink with you next time."