Huang Mao standing on the left in the yard kicked over the dustpan placed in the yard, and the dried soybeans in it were scattered all over the ground. Zhou Biyu frowned, glanced at the three people and said, "Brother Ming, I'll pay the rent." I'll give it to you in two days, my son is back today, you go back first, let him know it's not good."

"What's wrong? We rented this yard to you. If you can't pay the rent, get out of here." The man in the middle tilted his head and stared at Zhou Biyu and said.

Zhou Biyu gritted her teeth and said, "At the beginning, it was agreed to be 800 yuan a month, but you have repeatedly raised the rent. Even a house in the city is only 1,500 yuan a month, and you have raised it to 3,000 yuan."

"Wrong, it's not three thousand, it's ten thousand." The man named Brother Ming with an eagle tattoo on his middle arm shook his head and said.

"Ten thousand?" Zhou Biyu's face turned pale with fright, "Then, can I stop renting?"

"Okay, give us the money first." Brother Ming stretched out his hand.

Ye Ziqin and Zhuo Bufan also came out of the living room, Zhou Biyu turned his head, with a forced smile on his face and said: "Xiaofan, Ye Zi, you two go in, it's fine, I will take care of it."

"What's going on? What are these people doing?" Ye Ziqin frowned, and saw that the three men in front of him were not good people.

"Hey, who is this beautiful woman? Why have you never seen her before? Zhou Biyu, if you don't want to pay the rent, let this beautiful woman play with us." The yellow-haired gangster standing on the left stared at her with burning eyes. Touching the leaves, revealing a touch of obscenity.

The eyes of the other two men also fell on Ye Ziqin. The handsome Ye Ziqin was dressed in the beauty of the world. They lived in this small town. Where had they seen such a beautiful woman? color heart.

Ye Ziqin frowned and said: "How much rent do you want, I will give you..."

"The rent can be negotiated later, how about chatting with us first." Huang Mao on the left said, and walked towards Ye Ziqin.

At this moment, Zhou Biyu suddenly stood up and stood in front of Ye Ziqin, and said in a cold voice: "If you want rent, I will just pay you. Ye Zi is my daughter-in-law. If you are like this, I will call the police."

"Call the police? If you have a problem, report it, and get out of here." The yellow hair suddenly stretched out and pushed Zhou Biyu, who lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes were full of murderous intent, Ye Ziqin quickly helped Zhou Biyu up.

"If you want money, I'll give it to you. Come out with me." Zhuo Bufan looked at the three people, especially Huang Mao, who was stared at by Zhuo Bufan, and suddenly felt cold all over his body, so he quickly shook his head. Shaking my head, damn it, it must be a hallucination on a hot day.

"Xiaofan..." Zhou Biyu yelled worriedly, but Ye Ziqin grabbed his arm and said softly, "Mom, don't worry, Xiaofan is not a child anymore, he can handle it."

Ye Ziqin has seen Zhuo Bufan's martial arts before, so he must have no problem dealing with these three gangsters.

"But..." Zhou Biyu was still worried.

"Mom, I'll help you go in and rest, you have to trust Xiaofan." Ye Ziqin's bright eyes carried a trace of firmness and light.

Brother Ming frowned, waved his big hand and said, "Go out and see what tricks that kid is playing!"

The houses built in the countryside are not very close together, besides, at noon, the sun was scorching, everyone went home to prepare for dinner, outside there was only a green and empty field, a lush green field came into view, Zhuo Bufan stood outside under a poplar tree with his hands behind his back.

"Boy, do you have money?" Brother Ming squinted his eyes, staring at Zhuo Bufan tightly.

Zhuo Bufan ignored him, turned his head to look at Huang Mao who pushed his mother down just now and said: "Why did you push my mother?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Huang Mao looked directly into Zhuo Bufan's eyes, only felt a chill run down his back, his eyes became a little evasive in an instant, the boy in front of him gave him a very strange feeling, which made people feel cold, he still Bite the bullet and said: "I just pushed, what can you do to me?"

Just after finishing speaking, Zhuo Bufan directly grabbed his throat with his hand, and lifted him up from the ground abruptly: "Those who hurt my mother, there is only one way to go, and that is the way to death."

Brother Ming and another gangster next to him looked at it and felt their scalps tingling. Although the yellow hair was thin and small, it weighed more than 100 catties, and Zhuo Bufan picked it up with one hand. It was a lot of strength.

Huang Mao grabbed Zhuo Bufan's wrists with both hands, his feet were shaking desperately, he was struggling to breathe, his face turned red like a pig's liver, and his eyeballs suddenly protruded an inch.

But Zhuo Bufan's face was cold, as if he didn't want to stop.

"Big...Big brother...don't kill people, you will take the path of crime. You are still young and have a bright future." Brother Ming stammered in fright, not even wanting to help.

With a twist of Zhuo Bufan's hands, Huang Mao's neck was directly broken, like throwing a dead chicken to the ground. Immediately, under the horrified eyes of the two, he gathered a fireball and burned the body.

The other gangster saw that his legs were trembling in shock. Brother Ming also felt that his back was wet with cold sweat. Just now Zhuo Bufan raised the yellow hair with one hand and it was still within the range of human beings, but the palm of his hand condensed fireballs out of thin air. , directly made the two of them lose their ability to think.

"Devil..." Another gangster looked at it, turned around and wanted to run, Zhuo Bufan waved his palm, a wind blade directly slashed at the opponent's back, and immediately another fireball.

The last remaining Brother Ming had yellow urine dripping from his crotch, and he knelt on the ground, "God... god... don't kill me... Brother Jing asked me to come, if you want to find it, go to Brother Jing ...I don't want to die..."

Zhuo Bufan didn't look at him at all, but rolled up his sleeves, revealing a part of his arm. A wicker-shaped black imprint was wrapped around the muscular arm. Ever since Zhuo Bufan sealed the female ghost on his arm in Zhongzhou, the female ghost It has been falling into a deep sleep, and now it comes in handy.

Zhuo Bufan put one hand on the willow stick, and the willow stick got into the center of Brother Ming's eyebrows in an instant. In an instant, Brother Ming's eyes became dull, with a touch of gray, and he looked at Zhuo Bufan dully.

"You go back first, as for Brother Jing you are talking about, find a way to let him come to see me." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

"Yes." Mingo nodded dully, turned around and walked towards the road.

"I can't use the soul control technique yet, I can only use the ghost to temporarily control his body, I want to see who is behind the scenes." Zhuo Bufan's eyes shot a cold light, if he hadn't rushed back today , Maybe the mother will suffer a lot.

Now he still feels a little guilty in his heart, and he would have come back earlier if he knew it, but he didn't expect that his mother would have a hard time living in Qingzhou.

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