Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

To the east of Xifeng Town, inside a modern villa.

Wang Bingshao was only wearing a gorgeous silk pajamas, and sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, revealing a large piece of white thigh, "Hanshi, wait for your two cousins ​​to come over, you haven't seen them for ten years, please be polite." .”

"Those two good-for-nothing cousins? You can't get along anymore, come to see us?"

Opposite the woman sat a man in a blue handmade suit. He looked like he was in his twenties. The well-tailored clothes accentuated his slender figure. He was very handsome and had a naughty smile on his face.

"Anyway, the two of them are also my nephews, and are related to you by blood." Wang Bingshao put down the red wine glass in his hand and said with a frown.

"I see. I heard that I was crushed by a boy from Jinling so much that I couldn't even lift my head, and even moved his family to Jinling. I'm interested in that person." Liu Hanshi said lightly.

Wang Bingshao nodded and said: "This time I introduced the two of them to Master Huiming and Master Huiri, hoping to help the Wang family. By the way, people from the Bai family have already arrived. I have seen that girl. She looks very iconic. You don't want to see it?"

Liu Hanshi touched the sapphire ring on his index finger, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It would be the same if someone came from the main lord of the Bai family. Sending a girl who is not favored by a branch to marry, who is beautiful, can only be married. Be a concubine."

"Well, your father already has some status in the Qinglong Gang, and he has the support of the third elder, otherwise he would not be allowed to host this trade conference. If we can use the power of the Bai family, your father in the Qinglong Gang The position will be more stable." Wang Bingshao pondered.

Just as he was talking, Wang Kulu and Wang Ziyi had already walked in.

"Fourth aunt, cold food."

"Fourth aunt, cold food."

"Bitter and Ziyi are here, sit down." Wang Bingtiao greeted with a smile on his face.

Liu Hanshi sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and didn't call anyone, which made Wang Kulu and Wang Ziyi a little embarrassed.

"Cousin heard that you didn't keep your rank as a major?" Liu Hanshi asked lightly.

Wang Kulu blushed, his face was embarrassing, and there was a hint of hatred in his eyes, but he had to bow his head under the eaves.

Feeling uninterested, Liu Hanshi got up and said, "Mom, I'm going out to play, you greet my two cousins." After speaking, he left the villa with a few bodyguards.

Wang Bingtiao frowned, sighed helplessly, and said with a smile: "Bitter Lu, Ziyi, Han Shi is spoiled by me."

The next day, at least one-third of the people in Xifeng Town were listening and discussing what happened yesterday.

"What, you said Pu Dao and his two apprentices disappeared?"

"I heard that Zhai Wanshou did it."

"Impossible, he mainly knows how to tame animals, and his strength is only the fifth level of dark energy, can he kill Pu Dao?"

"Zhai Wanshou is probably hiding his strength."

"Have you heard? Zhai Wanshou killed Pu Dao."

"No way, isn't he afraid that the Pu family sword king will come to his door?"

Inside the style house, a middle-aged man in a black suit strode into the living room, looked at the two elders Huiming and Huiri, and said respectfully: "Huiming, Master Huiri, just now I got the news outside, Pu Dao miscalculated, We were killed by Di Wanshou, should we ask Di Wanshou for money?"

"Oh? It's beyond my expectation. Don't worry about this matter." Huiming said with half-closed eyes, shaking his head.

The middle-aged man nodded and exited the hall.

Last night, Zhuo Bufan seized the time to rush out a furnace of Jingqi Pill, absorbing the essence of the medicinal materials and condensing it into a pill, which is just the lowest level of medicine to supplement the blood of warriors or the spiritual energy of ascetics.

It has the same effect as the blue medicine and red medicine that you drink while playing games, but Zhuo Bufan uses magic methods. Ordinary people can extract a 100-year-old ginseng and condense it into a elixir for 30 years, but Zhuo Bufan can After seventy years of extraction, the effect has doubled.

Although the level of Jingqi Dan is very low, it is something that most people need. For example, if two warriors of the same strength can maintain their Qi and blood for a long time, whoever can take the lead.

A bottle of hundreds of essence pills was put into a transparent glass bottle, and Zhuo Bufan went out.

Zhai Wanshou went shopping by himself, saying that he wanted to see if there were any small animals suitable for raising, while Zhuo Bufan took Long Geyue and Qian Luo to rent a stall in a busy street.

The rent for one hour is one million. Long Geyue frowned and said, "The Qinglong assistant's holding of this trade conference is probably more than the annual profit of a listed medium-sized company."

"If the Azure Dragon Gang doesn't make money, how can it become one of the three major underground powers in the Northeast, and with the complicated relationship of these strange sects and warriors behind them, even the army can't do anything to them." Qian Luo said slowly.

Zhuo Bufan didn't want to make money, but wanted to see if he could find something useful to him.

Putting the elixir, a purple flute, a silver bell, and a prayer bead on the booth, such low-level magic tools are of no use to him at all.

Immediately, someone surrounded him. An old man with a white beard opened his eyes wide, looked at the purple disciple, the silver bell, and the prayer beads on the booth, and said with a smile: "Little friend, how do you sell this thing?"

Zhuo Bufan glanced at him, he didn't even reach Taoism, his cultivation level was similar to that of Master Wu before, but now that Master Wu has entered Taoism, he can hit him ten times with one hand.

"Fifty million is the same." Zhuo Bufan said flatly.

These few things are useless to him, and the hostility is too strong, so it is not appropriate to give them to the people around him, and he has to refine the evil spirit in them.

"This..." The old man hesitated for a moment, took out a bank card and said, "I'll transfer the money to you right away, I want that silver bell."

Half a year ago, the protective jade pendants he made at random were auctioned at a high price of tens of millions, not to mention the low-grade artifacts, which are not common even in this kind of underground fair. As long as they are magic artifacts, few people sell them. , even if you want to sell it, it's in exchange for what you need, and you won't sell it for money at all.

The old man found the person in charge of the work, quickly completed the transfer, and left with a silver bell in his hand with a smile.

Soon, another middle-aged man and a young man came over and asked the price of the beads and the purple flute, Zhuo Bufan still sold them for 50 million.

Most of the people who come to ask about these things are people from strange families, Taoists who are good at gossip and the Book of Changes.

Qianluo opened her mouth, "You're making money too quickly, right?" Her annual salary in the army was 300,000, and she would never earn that much money in her entire life.

"I'll give you a sports car when I go back." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile on his face.

Although it has been more than half a year since he returned to the earth, Zhuo Bufan has always felt very lonely. Now he knows that besides the secular society, there are all kinds of warriors and monks on the earth. There is one more hope of revenge.

"Me too." Long Geyue said not to be outdone.

Just as Zhuo Bufan was about to finish speaking, he suddenly saw two men and a woman coming to the booth, looked up and was taken aback for a moment.