Chapter 101: Everyone is rubbish

Chapter 101 Everyone is Rubbish

The large group of people came in, and the auction could no longer be held, and all the staff in the audience were evacuated.

Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya walked behind a middle-aged man with white silver hair. The middle-aged man wore a snow-white Tai Chi suit embroidered with golden dragons and black cloth shoes with lamella soles, with his hands behind his back.

The pressure from the body's breath couldn't breathe.

Zhuo Bufan still sat on the chair unmoved, as if he hadn't seen the other party at all.

Suddenly someone nearby shouted, "Isn't that the owner of Xinping County, Black Panther?"

"No, there is Ye Beiliang in Beicheng."

"Brother Dadong from Nancheng is here too."

It turned out that there were three men behind Wang Wenwu, all of whom were tigers and wolves. At first glance, they were boss-level figures holding heavyweights.

Chu Tian frowned and said, "Unexpectedly, just after Yang Qi came back, he had already hired several other bosses under his command. It's really hard to do this now."

He can only take a gamble now, pinning all his hopes on Zhuo Bufan.

So many bosses suddenly came to Blue Valley City. What are they for? Hundreds of spectators now have doubts on their faces. Adding up the capabilities of these people, I am afraid that even the boss will be shorter.

As for these people, the middle-aged man standing in the middle age with long snow-white hair is headed, and his status is the highest among these people.

"You are Zhuo Bufan? The one who drove away my brother and wounded my nephew?" Yang Laoqi's eyes stared sharply at Zhuo Bufan.

Like an eagle hovering in the air, it has found prey underground.

The eyes of Chen Qingai, Zhang Tongtong, Qin Yecang, Zhang Yue, Xu Yong, Jiang Lang and others fell on Zhuo Bufan with surprise and incomprehension.

These people actually came to Zhuo Bufan?

"Who is this kid? Can so many bosses flock here."

"It looks like you have offended the other party, this time I'm afraid it's dead."

"With so many bosses, anyone can reach the sky, even if Tianye Chu covers him, I'm afraid he won't be able to keep it."

Zhang Tongtong’s little face was full of tension and worry, and he stretched out his little hand to pull the corner of La Zhuo Bufan's clothes, and said weakly: "Bro Bufan, what happened?"

"It's okay." Zhuo Bufan showed a shallow smile at her, picked up the tea cup and placed it on the corner of his lips, taking a sip, then slowly put it down.

Then Yang Qi and the others were splitting their eyes, this guy's posture was too high, so many of their bosses were there, and they didn't even pay attention to it.

"Zhuo Bufan, too arrogant." A middle-aged man in a suit who stood out from the crowd was Yang Laoba. His eyes were red and he stared at Zhuo Bufan.

Yang Laoba is still pushing the wheelchair in his hands. On the wheelchair sits a young man with disabled legs, his son Yang Tiancheng.

Since Yang Tiancheng was abandoned by Zhuo Bufan, he was immersed in alcoholic women and drugs all day to numb himself. He wanted to chop Zhuo Bufan into meat sauce in his dreams.

"Zhuo Bufan, now you are still pretending, today my Qi Bo is back, it is your death date." Yang Tiancheng gleamed fiercely in his eyes, holding the handrails in his hands, and the joints were white because of the strong force.

Zhuo Bufan had already put the teacup in place, slowly raised his head, and said lightly: "I have let you off once, do you dare to come back?"

"Zhuo Bufan, the tone is not small." Yang Qi finally couldn't help it, and Zhuo Bufan regarded him as air from the beginning to now.

"You abandon your martial arts now, and I will let you leave." Zhuo Bufan said calmly while looking at him.

These words seemed as if a grenade was dropped on the calm lake, and the faces of Yang Qi, Wang Wenwu, Wang Ya, Yang Laoba, Yang Tiancheng and others all showed shock.

Everyone felt that Zhuo Bufan was either crazy or crazy.

"Master Qi is a peerless master of the second rank of Dark Jin, how can you allow you to be presumptuous." A youth beside Yang Qi shouted angrily.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at him lightly and sneered: "Duan Shanhe, you have broken your own arm and I will let you leave Jinzhou, giving you a chance but you don't understand."

Duan Shanhe carried a fox, fake, tiger, and arrogant expression on his face, and said gloomily: "Zhuo Bufan, you broke my good deeds, and let me cut my arm. I'm back today to seek revenge from you."

"Trash." Zhuo Bufan shook his head, his face showing disdain.

"What did you say." Duan Shanhe stared at Zhuo Bufan fiercely.

Zhuo Bufan said: "I am not targeting you, but saying that everyone here is rubbish, let's go together."

"Looking for death." Yang Qi was so angry that he could no longer maintain the demeanor of a peerless master, furious, and Zhuo Bufan dared to be so presumptuous in front of him.

At this moment, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded, "Yang Qi, you go to die."

I saw a figure suddenly rushing towards Yang Qi, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, shimmering in the light, and the little brother who stayed beside Yang Qi hadn't reacted yet, the other party was already close at hand.

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly: "Chen Min?"

Yang Qi let out a cold snort in his nostrils, actually standing still, as if standing still in place as a sculpture, but Chen Min's eyes were already full of anger, and the dagger was directly stabbed in the opponent's waist.

"Chang"

With a crisp sound, Chen Min was stunned, and the dagger in his hand was directly broken into two pieces.

Zhang Tongtong and the audience, who were closer, could see this scene clearly. The dagger only tore through the clothes, leaving a shallow white mark on the waist.

"With your little skill, you can't even enter the house, and you want to avenge your father!" Yang Qi's eyes were piercing, and the waist shook with force.

Chen Sen's arm was numbed by the force of a huge rebound, and the kite, which looked like a broken wire, flew upside down and smashed into the crowd below.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan flew away, hugged Chen Min's waist with one hand, spinning and landing on the open ground.

Chen Min looked at Zhuo Bufan Junyi's face, his heartbeat accelerated, and his face turned slightly red.

Zhuo Bufan didn't look at her, and stared at Yang Qidao: "Bulling a female classmate, what a master!"

"Damn, Zhuo Bufan, Qi Yehuxiao golden bell, Longyin iron cloth shirts are all trained to the top, even the dagger capital can not be Qiye, you don't hurry down and confess your guilt." Duan Shanhe shouted loudly.

The faces of Wang Wenwu, Yang Laoba and others were already showing triumphant smiles. With Qi Ye suppressing it, Zhuo Bufan couldn't break the waves no matter how powerful they were.

"Then you take a palm of me." Zhuo Bufan's right hand condensed his true essence, suddenly rushed straight for five or six meters, and one sheet was ejected from top to bottom, "Big Thousand Buddha Palm."

A huge pressure fell from the sky. As a warrior, he exercised his muscles, bones, skin and flesh, and became extremely keen in Anjin Five, and six senses were born.

Yang Qi's face was pale, and the chill from his heart seemed to freeze his body. The sixth sense felt extremely dangerous. If he insisted on it, he would definitely die.

At the moment of the moment, Yang Qi grabbed Duan Shanhe and threw it at Zhuo Bufan. Duan Shanhe's eyes showed horror, but Zhuo Bufan slapped him on the body and exploded directly on the spot.

As for Yang Qi, taking advantage of Zhuo Bufan's power to dissipate, he raised his hand and slammed with a punch, taking out his full strength.

He knew that if he didn't try his best, he would be the one who died today.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan's face showed disdain, and he raised his hand to directly infuse his vitality with a punch. The two fists collided, and an invisible wave spread, making everyone around him unable to sit still and fall to the ground.

Zhuo Bufan lightly stepped back, dropping his toes on the ground, and Feng Qingyun looked at Yang Qi faintly.

At this moment, Yang Qi's knees were all buried in the ground, and a large crack broke out all around, bleeding from the seven holes, pain, fear, and more regret in his eyes.

"Isn't this Xingye's Tathagata palm?" A fat man murmured from ear to ear.