Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Zhuo Bufan frowned, with a trace of coldness on his face, he was a majestic ninth-rank immortal, Major General Yanlong, did a woman ask him to pretend to be her boyfriend, and pretend that he was an ordinary soldier king?

"no."

Zhuo Bufan said coldly.

"Yo, Miss Tan asked you to pretend to be her boyfriend, do you still think you are at a disadvantage or something?" Song Yun pouted her lips and said dissatisfied.

Even Qin Man frowned slightly, and there was a hint of surprise on her pretty face.

Although she, Qin Man, is not as good as the first-line stars in movies and TV shows, she is still a school girl in college. Her suitors can form a strong platoon. I don't know how many rich men and high-ranking officials admire her.

Although Qin Man was not the kind of woman who felt that the moon and the sun revolved around her just because she was beautiful, she never thought that Zhuo Bufan would refuse so happily. Ordinary men may think that it is an honor for them to have a beautiful woman pretending to be their boyfriend, but Zhuo Bufan is a majestic Nine-turn Immortal Venerable, an existence that spans eight barren and ten worlds, those saints of super sects, and royal princesses of great powers can't wait to Take off your clothes, recommend yourself a pillow mat, an ordinary woman Zhuo

How could Bufan take another look?

"Forget it, Xiaoyun." Tan Man bit her teeth.

Best friend Song Yun found Zhuo Bufan very displeased, and muttered in a low voice: "What are you pretending to do!"

...

At this time, in the ward of a certain hospital in Tao County, the skinny gangster whose wrist was crushed by Zhuo Bufan was lying on the bed, and the injured wrist had already been put in a plaster cast.

"Little nurse, how old are you this year, do you want to be my girlfriend?" The thin man said, stretching out his other hand to touch the tender calf of the little nurse next to him.

"Sir, please respect yourself." The little nurse was startled, her face was flushed, and she said with shame and anger.

The little nurse looked like she was only in her teens. She just graduated from nursing school and came out to work. She knew that the thin man was a gangster and could not afford to provoke her, so she could only swallow her anger.

"Hehe, it's quite tasty. I like it. If you're willing to sleep with me, how about I give you a thousand dollars?" The thin man said, staring at the little nurse leeryly.

Just when the little nurse was about to get angry, the tray in her hand suddenly fell on the floor, and the needle, bandage, and disinfectant were all knocked over on the ground. The little nurse looked at the thin man with wide eyes, and her eyes were full of horror.

When the thin man saw the appearance of the little nurse, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and then found that his skin began to crack, and the piercing pain almost made him pass out.

Immediately, strands of fresh blood oozed out from under the cracked skin, and finally the skinny man turned into a blood man, and the sheets and bedding were dyed red.

"Ah!" The little nurse let out a terrified scream.

It's just that when the police and the forensic doctor arrived, they couldn't find out the reason, so they had to close the news in the end.

"Master Bao, the thin man died suddenly in the hospital, and he died very badly." A man in a black suit said standing beside Wang Bao.

Wang Bao frowned and said, "It's just a bastard. If he dies, he dies. I still have to go see my master. The little girl from the Qin family actually asked me to negotiate. Do they think it's great to have the support of the Wu family? Hmph."

After finishing speaking, Wang Bao stepped into a remote courtyard. The courtyard was covered with white snow, covered with silver, and crystal icicles hung from the dry branches, reflecting the faint cold light.

In such cold weather, even a breath of air from a person's nose and mouth will instantly turn into a cloud of white mist in the air.

"Teacher, I'm here." Wang Bao strode into the small courtyard, bent down respectfully, and said with cupped hands.

In the courtyard, an old man wearing a black mandarin jacket and black thousand-layer cloth shoes is practicing boxing. The old man is about sixty years old, with black and white hair, short hair, standing upside down like steel needles.

The old man didn’t seem to have heard his words, and continued to punch, unlike the old man who practiced Tai Chi in the park. Although the old man punched very slowly, his body was up and down, as if sitting on the back of a horse, and his chest was like a blower. tone.

Wang Bao bowed and stood aside, not daring to raise his head, just standing quietly.

But the confidant standing behind Wang Bao couldn't help but frowned. He only heard Wang Bao mention his master, an old man who had been imprisoned for sixteen years, and Wang Bao once got drunk and said that the old man was a martial artist An expert, once punched through a steel plate.

However, when this confidant saw the old man, he showed a hint of contempt. This kind of boxing old man went to the park to catch a lot of them. What's so strange, the eldest brother will not be deceived by others, right?

Just as he was thinking this way, the old man who was practicing boxing skills suddenly retracted his fist at his waist, and punched out suddenly, a powerful sound like thunder exploded.

An old jujube tree ten meters away in front of the old man trembled a few times, and the accumulated white snow and ice edges fell down one after another.

Wang Bao was shocked and said happily: "Teacher's half-step Bengquan is a bit more subtle."

The confidant standing behind Wang Bao was even more dumbfounded. Isn’t this the martial arts master in the novel? A single punch from the air can make the jujube tree tremble non-stop.

The old man withdrew his fist, occasionally a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said lightly: "You came quickly."

A trace of fear appeared on Wang Bao's face, and he said: "Teacher, I have something urgent recently, so I couldn't come to pick you up from the prison. I hope the teacher will not blame you." He is the descendant of martial arts master Guo Yunshen. At the beginning, Guo Yunshen became famous all over the world with his half-step Bengquan.

The experience of the ancestors is the same.

In the prison, Guo Yi studied martial arts hard, and after sixteen years he finally mastered the half-step Bengquan. With one punch, even a calf would be knocked over.

"Why did you come to see me?" Guo Yi went to the bamboo chair next to him and sat down, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, like an unworldly expert. Wang Bao carefully went to the side, picked up the tea and poured water into the cup, and said, "Teacher, actually I want to ask your old man for help this time. I have a rival. I heard that people from the Wu family in Han City were invited over." Help out... Young Master Wei has promised that as long as this matter is settled, we will have three

I will give all of the tens of millions of income to the old man as a filial piety. "

When the confidant standing behind heard it, his face was shocked again, this is 30 million! Even the appearance fee of the world boxing champion is no more than this.

"The Wu Family of Han City is the inheritance of Bajiquan. Thirty years ago, I once fought against Wu Longshen of the Wu Family, but I lost one move to him." Guo Yi sighed as if thinking of something.

"Couldn't the teacher be his opponent?" Wang Bao was startled and showed worry.

Guo Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and two cold lights shot out from his eyes, "That was thirty years ago, now, he can pass three punches in my hands and he can be called a master!" Wang Bao's face showed great joy, After making an appointment, he left with his confidant.