The entire warehouse was silent for ten seconds, not even daring to breathe.

"Xie Te." The blond girl who suddenly followed Pang Bingjie grabbed the pistol tied to her thigh and pointed it at Zhuo Bufan.

"Be careful." Ye Ziqin's icy deep eyes tightened sharply, and she exclaimed.

"Looking for death!" Zhuo Bufan glared coldly at the other party, and threw the teacup out, the bullet met the rapidly spinning teacup, unexpectedly it didn't pierce through, but was led off track, and the broken teacup penetrated into the blonde girl's forehead.

The blonde was deadly, with disbelief in her eyes, and she fell backwards stiffly.

As for the other people brought by Pang Bingjie, when they saw this scene, their hearts were instantly ashamed, and they directly raised their hands to surrender, but were controlled by the men brought by Jin Hu.

The moonlight was shining outside, weeds were in the shadows, Jinhu had a tender grass in his mouth, and he took a peek inside the warehouse from the corner of his eye.

Zhuo Bufan sat on the chair, a wisp of white smoke rose from the teacup in front of him.

Ye Kaihe, Ye Kaihai, Gao Gui, Ye Zimei and Ye Zihu all knelt in front of him, terrified, and saw Zhuo Bufan spit out a mouthful of tea and pierced Pang Bingjie's body, and threw the teacup to kill without blinking his eyes. , several people have long been scared out of their gall.

Thinking of their cynicism and sarcasm towards Zhuo Bufan during this period of time, his heart felt ashamed for an instant, as if ants on a hot pot were waiting to die.

"Bufan..." Ye Kaihe finally couldn't bear this oppressive feeling, raised his head and showed a smile that was more embarrassing than eating shit, "Bah, Mr. Zhuo, I used to be bad, I looked down on people with a dog's eyes, and was blinded by lard Xin, you have a lot of adults, please forgive me for Ye Zi's sake."

"Yes, I'm a bastard too, Mr. Zhuo, just treat me like a fart." Ye Kaihai begged bitterly.

"Young Master Zhuo, for the sake of being Aunt Ye Zi, please don't kill me..." Gao Gui was as frightened as if he was sifting chaff.

As for Ye Zimei and Ye Zihu, they didn't even dare to speak. Ye Ziqin frowned and stood beside Zhuo Bufan.

"Return all the company's shares to Ye Zi and let her arrange it." Zhuo Bufan stood up and said indifferently, never looking at these people. Although these people have ridiculed him before, they are all relatives of Ye Ziqin after all. It is impossible for Zhuo Bufan to really kill them all.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Kaihe and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and put down a heavy stone.

"We must hand over all the company's shares to Ye Zi and stop forcing her." Ye Kaihe said hastily.

Zhuo Bufan nodded lightly: "From now on, listen to Ziqin's words!" After finishing speaking, he walked outside with a long body.

Ye Ziqin moved a few steps under her feet, originally wanted to catch up with him, and asked all the doubts in her heart, but hesitated for a while, she stayed where she was, looking at Zhuo Bufan's back, just sighed softly in her heart tone.

The moonlight grass grows, and the nightingale sings softly.

A black Land Rover was parked on the road, Jin Hu saw Zhuo Bufan approaching, his eyes widened, and he saw that although Zhuo Bufan was walking very slowly, he was three or four meters away with one step, which can be said to shrink to an inch.

"At that time, I wanted to avenge my two stupid younger brothers. Mr. Zhuo is almost a god-man." Jin Hu sighed secretly.

Zhuo Bufan has come to him.

"Mr. Zhuo."

"Mr. Zhuo."

Everyone bowed their heads and shouted respectfully, respecting Zhuo Bufan from the bottom of their hearts, these boys may follow a certain big man because of their interests, but they are also afraid of other people's power, money, only Zhuo Bufan, they respect from the bottom of their hearts .

This is the same as animals in nature. Only when one's own strength is extremely strong can other people be willing to surrender.

Zhuo Bufan spitting out tea and killing people, and bullets shattering his wine glass, completely refreshed everyone's worldview, and it's no exaggeration to fear him as a god.

"Have you asked clearly?" Zhuo Bufan asked indifferently.

"Mr. Zhuo, these people are all Wang Wenwu's subordinates... Do you think we should fight back, Wang Wenwu dared to kidnap your wife." Jin Hu's eyes flashed ruthlessly.

Zhuo Bufan lightly frowned and said: "I have already given him a chance, since he doesn't know what to do, don't blame me for being ruthless, but there is no rush for this matter, I need a chance."

Jin Hu nodded vigorously, but he didn't know when Zhuo Bufan said it.

...

In Wang Wenwu's villa, Wang Ya's face was as rotten as a rotten orange, restless, he stood up and walked around the living room anxiously.

"Fourth brother, don't turn around, it made my head dizzy." Wang Wenwu frowned, with a Havana cigar in his mouth.

Wang Ya stopped, looked at him with a frown and said, "Mr. Pang has been out for so long and hasn't replied yet. Could it be that something happened, or he stumbled in Zhuo Bufan's hands?"

"Huh, a mere third-year student can have a lot of abilities. Mr. Pang is already strong, and there will be no surprises against a student." Wang Wenwu said calmly.

He had just finished speaking.

A person hurried in from outside, "Master Wu, it's not good."

Both Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya's expressions changed, and their hearts skipped a beat. Something must have happened to Pang Bingjie.

"Master Wu, Master Pang is dead." A horse boy who followed Pang Bingjie out to work came in with a bloodless face and told the truth.

Wang Ya slumped down on the sofa, shivering all over his body, his eyes full of fear.

On the other hand, Wang Wenwu felt that all the strength in his whole body seemed to be stripped away and disappeared.

"He really... took a sip of tea and sprayed Pang Bingjie to death?" Wang Wenwu's face was filled with deep fear.

"If this is really the case, then wouldn't he be so powerful that he can't find the number of five fingers in the entire Jinling."

In the living room, you can hear the cold needle drop.

There was a long silence.

Wang Ya gritted his teeth and said, "Third Brother, we kicked onto the iron plate this time. If this is the case, then Zhuo Bufan will grow up in the future, and within ten years, we will be able to overwhelm our Wang family in Jinling."

"Jinling, such a powerful person is not allowed to exist." Wang Wenwu came back to his senses. After all, he is a big boss who has dominated one side for decades, and he naturally has a heroic arrogance. is one thing.

If he had seen Pang Bingjie's tragic death with his own eyes, he would not have said this easily.

"Isn't Yang Laoqi coming back to avenge his brother? Why don't we contact him? I heard that Yang Laoqi is doing well outside. He is known as the master of a generation. I heard that Ma Fuhao once met him personally. Please let him know." As a bodyguard, he was rejected."

Wang Wenwu nodded, "This is the only way now, we must not let Zhuo Bufan get up, then no one can cure him."

...

The next day, yesterday was delayed, Zhuo Bufan took the time today to go to Long Aotian's house to refine the elixir for him, and took care of this matter.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a pretty man, wearing a white T-shirt and hot pants, showing slender thighs as white as porcelain, wearing a white peaked cap, and a refreshing ponytail on the back of his head. Back from golf.

"Zhuo Bufan, remember to come!" The girl snorted coquettishly.

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