Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

"Uncle, are you sick? How can you kneel down for him?" Ma Qing pointed at Zhuo Bufan with a confused look on his face.

Hearing what he said, Ma Yuan's face turned extremely pale in an instant. He had seen Zhuo Bufan block a bullet with his hands, kill Tu Jianfeng, and treat human life like nothing. Only in Zhuo Bufan's thought.

Even if he had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to provoke this kind of evil spirit.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, Ma Yuan jumped up and slapped Ma Qing hard on the face. Ma Qing stood on the spot and turned around twice, covering his red and swollen face with an expression of disbelief.

"I don't want to see him anymore." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

For such a small role as Ma Qing, Zhuo Bufan was not even interested in making a move.

"Yes, yes, take him away." Ma Yuan shuddered, knowing that what Zhuo Bufan said he didn't want to see was to kill Ma Qing.

Although Ma Qing is his own nephew, this kind of hero cannot be restrained by ordinary family affection. At this critical moment, let alone his own nephew, even his own son has to be killed.

Several subordinates immediately picked up Ma Qing and dragged him out of the box, Ma Yuan nodded respectfully to Zhuo Bufan, and exited the box.

"Fuck me, Zhuo Bufan, so you've been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?" The fat man said with wide-eyed eyes.

Chen Junyang also took another look at Zhuo Bufan, usually Zhuo Bufan was dressed in an ordinary way, he didn't look like a son of a rich and powerful family at all, he couldn't imagine such a great ability.

Mou Zhu's face was blue and red, and finally turned pale. She and Ma Qing have a good relationship. Last time Ma Qing appeared in the restaurant, she was the one who tipped off the news. Naturally, he knew how powerful Ma Qing was. There was a son of the deputy district chief who robbed Ma Qing of a woman in a bar, and was beaten up by Ma Qing in the end, and finally dared not fart.

But now Ma Qing's uncle wants to kneel down to Zhuo Bufan, is he really the son of some big family? Suddenly Mou Zhu felt a trace of regret in his heart, as if he didn't grasp something.

But Zhang Mengmeng squeezed her white palm, stomped her feet angrily, and said angrily: "Zhuo Bufan, why didn't you tell me earlier that you have this ability, which made me worry about you all day long, so I begged my cousin and Nie Fengyuan."

"You didn't ask me." Zhuo Bufan said innocently.

"You..." Zhang Mengmeng's chest heaved up and down in anger, and she simply shook her hands and walked outside.

At this moment, Ma Qing, who was being pulled into a commercial Buick, sat on the back seat with an uneasy expression on his face, and said, "Uncle, who the hell is that guy? Why are you..."

"Anyway, someone I can't afford to offend." Ma Yuan said sadly.

Ma Qing has not recovered until now. In his world, his uncle Zuo Shandiao Ma was originally the local emperor of Xuzhou. Except for a few top sons whom he dared not provoke, he usually walks sideways in Xuzhou. Last time In a bar, the son of the deputy head of the district robbed him of a woman, but he beat him up like an idiot, not even daring to fart.

Suddenly Ma Qing thought of something, his face turned pale and he said, "Uncle, you don't really want to teach me a lesson, do you? I'm your own nephew."

"Don't be silly, what is the relationship between us, just for him to see." Ma Yuan showed a smile on his face.

Ma Qing still felt a little uneasy.

Soon the car drove to the foot of Huanshan Highway, Ma Yuan turned to look at Ma Qing and said, "Okay, get out of the car now."

"Get out of the car?" Ma Qing showed suspicion, he couldn't even catch a car in this barren mountain.

But seeing his uncle's sharp eyes, Ma Qing hesitated for a while, and then opened the door and got out of the car.

"Going back by yourself is a little punishment for you." Ma Yuan said lightly.

Ma Qing sighed, and blamed himself for being unlucky, why he kicked on the iron plate. It took at least an hour to walk from here to the city center for more than ten kilometers.

Looking at Ma Qing's back, Ma Yuan lit his cigar and took a deep breath, then waved.

Ma Zai, who was sitting in the back seat, took out a rifle hidden under the car seat and handed it to Ma Yuan. Ma Yuan held it in his hand, opened the safety bullet and loaded it, pointed the muzzle of the gun at Ma Qing's back, and pulled the trigger.

Before Ma Qing could react, he was thrown into the air for a short time by the powerful bullet, and fell forward, his back was rotten and bloody.

"Uncle...uncle..." Ma Qing lay on the ground, unable to believe that Ma Yuan would really kill him.

When the wind blew, the white smoke from the muzzle of the rifle was dispersed in the air, Ma Yuan threw the rifle to his subordinates, shook his head and sighed: "Ma Qing, if you want to blame you, you will blame yourself for offending someone who shouldn't be offended. "

"Pick up his body and find a place to bury it." After Ma Yuan finished speaking, he got into the car.

Fatty and Chen Junyang asked Zhuo Bufan for a long time, but they didn't get any useful information, so they gave up. At least they knew that their roommate was a powerful person, and they would not walk sideways in school in the future.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Zhuo Bufan returned to the courtyard, and suddenly saw Zhang Xiaocui sitting on his bamboo chair, quietly looking at the herbs he cultivated.

"Grandma Xiaocui, are you still not sleeping?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a smile.

Zhang Xiaocui glanced at him, pointed to the stool in front of her and said, "Brat, come here."

Zhuo Bufan looked confused, not knowing why she was looking for him. However, he felt a little helpless, he was also a master martial artist and Yanlong's major general, no one ever called him a brat.

"Did you configure those Dragon Fish Pills yourself?" Zhang Xiaocui asked, looking at him closely.

Zhuo Bufan nodded, it seems that the admiral of the Nine Gates should tell Zhang Xiaocui everything.

"Boy is quite capable, thank you." Zhang Xiaocui pouted and said, immediately stood up, turned around and walked towards her room.

"You called me just to talk about this?" Zhuo Bufan smiled wryly.

Who knew that Zhang Xiaocui paused when she walked to her door, and said, "Also, don't let Xiaohuan down."

Zhuo Bufan just sighed lightly, it's not just Zhang Huan who he failed.

In the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, Ganzhou, which is hundreds of miles away, the night is as calm as water, and the night covers the entire desert area. Occasionally, a gust of night wind blows across the loess and dust.

All of a sudden, a radiant brilliance shot out from a certain cave, and rushed straight away. It was tens of feet away, and condensed in the air for a long time. Fortunately, it was at night and it was the off-season of tourism, so not many tourists found it.

A black shadow flew out of the hole, and suddenly stretched out his palms and slapped the distance. I saw two ruined walls about one meter high, which exploded directly, and a small whirlwind condensed in the middle.

The black shadow stood in the air, with its feet about ten meters away from the ground, looking down at the tornado, two bright golden lights burst out from its eyes, "I'm finally out, Zhuo Bufan, I want to see if you have What's the matter."

As soon as he raised his hand, a staff like white jade slowly rose from the tornado about ten meters high, surrounded by black mist, and occasionally golden runes flashed in the middle. The head of the staff was a white palm A large skeleton with green eyes and a terrifying shape.