Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

"You are my wife, if you dare to molested my wife in front of me, I would be merciful if I didn't kill him." Zhuo Bufan wrinkled his nose and said with a light smile.

"Okay, I know you are the best for me." Ye Ziqin narrowed his eyes with a smile, pulled his arm, and leaned his head on the broad shoulders, showing the happy appearance of a little woman.

The night outside is all in perfect harmony, only a crescent moon hangs in the sky, shedding a faint light, and there is a small river flowing outside the attic. Many tourists come out at night, rent boats, and stand on the bow to learn the ancient style of poetry and moonlight. There is a mood.

Old willow trees by the river, stone arch bridges, red lanterns, a beautiful scene of bright lights.

"It's so beautiful." Ye Ziqin took a deep breath, as if forgetting the unhappiness just now, the breeze blew her hair, and she looked back and smiled whitely.

Zhuo Bufan was stunned for a while, "No beautiful day can compare to you."

"That's right, glib." Ye Ziqin chuckled lightly and gave him a supercilious look.

"What I said is true. I loved you before and now." Zhuo Bufan said, holding back Ye Ziqin's slender waist, feeling a soft touch in his palm, and immediately touched the ground with his toes, and the two flew directly into the air.

"Wow!"

Ye Ziqin was so frightened that she wrapped her arms around his waist, opened her moist lips, and let out a cry of surprise.

Zhuo Bufan took Ye Ziqin to the water and volleyed into the sky, his clothes fluttered like a fairy, Ye Ziqin was surprised and happy, his face was filled with happiness.

"I'm going, Sister Fairy?"

"Aren't my eyes dazzled, can I actually fly?"

"Are you filming a TV show?"

Many people raised their heads to look at the two of them, making all kinds of exclamation sounds.

...

Behind a luxurious ancient courtyard in Wuzhen, various trees and a few hibiscus plants are planted.

A middle-aged man wearing a black exercise suit stood inside, his five fingers hooked like steel, his feet stepped on the splayed gate, his feet were solid, his hands were waving, clawing at the strong wind, and even some leaves around him were blown away by the strong wind. Blow it down, shake it side to side.

"Third Master, your Eagle Claw skill has improved again." A man with a beard who looked like a bodyguard in black clothes and black trousers stood aside and said quietly.

"call."

The middle-aged man who was punching took a breath, called it a day, and let out a puff of white air from his mouth. He turned his head, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and there were several flashes of light.

If some big bosses in Jinling saw this middle-aged man now, they would definitely call out his name—Miao Sanye.

Third Master Miao received his merit, waved his hand and said, "It's still a long way off."

"Third Lord, it's only a matter of time before you step into the realm of a grand master. By that time, not to mention Jinling, the entire Zhejiang Province is yours." The bodyguard said.

"Oh, Yang Yan, you underestimate the heroes of the world. Let alone the admirals of the Nine Schools of Zhejiang Province. Recently, there is a new master martial artist who is in Zhejiang Province. I can't provoke him." The third master Miao said lightly, but the eyes A group of bright brilliance erupted in the middle, paused and said:

"However, if I can step into the realm of a master, the three places of Jinling, Jingzhou, and Youzhou can all be integrated by me, and I still have the ability to occupy a place in Zhejiang Province."

"Then let me congratulate the third master first." Yang Yan bowed down and said respectfully.

Miao Sanye nodded and said: "I have no children under my knees, only a nephew, and he is a useless dude, and I would not ask him to practice martial arts. Yang Yan, you are my apprentice. When I grow old, I will still need you to assist Jiang Pu .”

"Third Master, don't worry. I am loyal to Third Master and Young Master Jiang Pu, and I will definitely assist Young Master Jiang Pu." Yang Yan nodded and said.

"Third Master, Master Jiang Pu is back." A bodyguard walked into the backyard, hesitated and said, "But it seems to be injured."

When he came to the courtyard hall, Miao Jiangpu had a white bandage on his right hand, and sat on the chair with an angry expression on his face. Ding Mu, Han Xue, and Zhao Qing were also sitting beside him.

Miao Jiangpu was beaten to the ground at the Ancient Style Exhibition today, and even his hands were crushed. How could the nephew of the majestic Jinling underground leader bear this kind of uselessness.

"Damn it, when I find that guy, I must chop him into pieces and throw him into the river to feed the fish." Miao Jiangpu said, patted the table, and gasped in pain.

"Jiang Pu, what trouble did you get into again?" Suddenly a loud and angry voice came, and Mr. Miao walked in from the backyard with Yang Yan, and sat directly on the first seat.

Both Han Xue and Zhao Qing were students in the school. They had only heard of the reputation of Mr. Miao in Jinling, but they had never seen a real person. Looking at this middle-aged man who was about the same age as his father, he felt something A great pressure.

"Third Master." Dingmu called out respectfully.

Han Xue and Zhao Qing also called out.

"Uncle, you have to avenge me. I was trampled off by a kid today." Miao Jiangpu said immediately.

"Oh, in my territory, there are still people who dare to beat you?" Miao Sanye said, occasionally a cold light flashed in his eyes. Ding Mu and the others were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe.

Miao Sanye once married a wife, but later died of illness, he never married again, and only took care of a dozen young model college students for fun. Miao Jiangpu was his eldest brother's son and his own nephew. He had always been very defensive, knowing that Miao Jiangpu must have caused the trouble first, but if he dared to slap his nephew, he would slap him in the face.

Miao Jiangpu said: "I told you your name, but he beat me too, and didn't take you seriously, uncle. By the way, he also said his name is Zhuo Bufan, and asked you to see him."

Hearing the words Zhuo Bufan, Yang Yan, who was standing next to the third master, froze for a moment, then frowned, "Third master, this person is the guy who used to be known as the boy king, even Chu Tian worshiped him."

"Um?"

The third master Miao frowned, and two cold lights shot out of his eyes, he muttered to himself: "Zhuo Bufan? Chu Tian is also an underground figure in Jinling, and he was made to bow down by a little guy. I have heard it for a long time." I mentioned his name, but I don't know what he wants to do when he returns to Jinling this time?"

"Uncle, do you know him?" Miao Jiangpu also felt something was wrong.

Yang Yan said: "Third Master, why don't I gather people now and kill him directly?"

They talked unscrupulously, and the two girls, Han Xue and Zhao Qing, were so frightened that they paled when they heard that they were about to kill people at every turn.

"No need, Boss Tong will introduce Mr. Wei whom I know tomorrow, so don't delay the business." Mr. Miao waved his hand and said leisurely: "Chu Tian is afraid of that little guy, but I am not. If he dares to provoke me , I will kill him directly."

"The third master is right. Chu Tian is just a small character, how can he be compared with the third master." Yang Yan stood beside him and nodded.

Miao Jiangpu asked anxiously, "Uncle, what about me?"

"I'll talk about your matter later. Come with me tomorrow to meet Wei Shao."

Leaving the yard, Han Xue pretended to go to the toilet, hid in the toilet and sent a text message before coming out.