Rebirth : Thrown Away Youth Returns

That big group of people came in, and the auction couldn’t be held, and all the staff in the audience moved away.

Wang Wenwu and Wang Ya walked behind a middle-aged man with white silver hair. The middle-aged man was wearing a white Tai Chi suit embroidered with golden dragons, black millesole shoes, both hands behind back.

The aura on her body made everyone squeezed out of breath.

Zhuo Bufan sat on the chair to remain unmoved, as if he hadn’t seen each other at all.

Someone suddenly called out, “Isn’t that big shot Hei Bao from Xinping County?”

“No, and Ye Beiliang from North City.”

“Brother Dadong from South City is here too.”

It turns out that there are three men behind Wang Wenwu, all of which are tigers and wolves. At first glance, they are big shot-level characters with heavy weights.

Chu Tian frowns said: “I didn’t expect that Seventh Yang had already collected several other big shots as soon as he returned. This time is really difficult.”

He can only take a bet now and pin all his hopes on Zhuo Bufan.

So many big shots suddenly came to Blue Valley City. What was it for? Now hundreds of spectators have a look of doubt on their faces. The abilities of these people add up, and I am afraid that even Mayor will be short.

And these people, faintly, are standing in the middle-aged middle-aged man with long snow and white hair, his status is the highest of these people.

“You are Zhuo Bufan? Get rid of my younger brother and the one who hurt my nephew?” Yang Laoqi stared at Zhuo Bufan sharply with eagle eyes.

Like an eagle hovering in the air, it found an underground prey.

The eyes of Chen Qingai, Zhang Tongtong, Qin Yecang, Zhang Yue, Xu Yong, Jiang Lang and the others fell on Zhuo Bufan with astonishment and perplexity.

These people actually came to Zhuo Bufan?

“Who is this brat? Let so many big shots flock.”

“It seems to offend the other party, I’m afraid it’s dead this time.”

“With so many big shots, any one person can reach the sky, even if Master Chu Tian covers him, I’m afraid I can’t keep it.”

Zhang Tongtong’s little face was full of nervous and worried expression, and he stretched out the small corner of Zhuo Bufan’s clothes, weakly said: “No Brother Fan, what happened?”

“It’s okay.” Zhuo Bufan smiled at her with a light smile, lifted up the cup neither fast nor slow, took a sip on the corner of her lips, and slowly put down.

Then Seventh Yang and the others are stunned. This guy’s posture is too high. They have so many big shots present, they are not in your eyes.

“Zhuo Bufan, it’s too arrogant.” The crowd stood out as a middle-aged man in a suit. It was Yang Laoba, who stared at Zhuo Bufan with red eyes.

Yang Laoba was also pushing a wheelchair in his hand. On the wheelchair was a young man with a disabled leg. It was his son Yang Tiancheng.

Since being abolished by Zhuo Bufan, Yang Tiancheng has been immersed in wine-colored women and drugs all day to paralyze himself. He dreamed of chopping Zhuo Bufan into meat sauce.

“Zhuo Bufan, now you’re still pretending. Today I’m Qibo is back, it’s your death.” Yang Tiancheng stared with anger, and pinched the armrest with his hands, because the knuckles were pale.

Zhuo Bufan has just put the tea cup, slowly raised the head, said differently: “I have let you go once, do you dare to come back?”

“Zhuo Bufan, not bad breath.” Seventh Yang couldn’t help it. Zhuo Bufan regarded him as air from the beginning.

“You’re self-abolish martial arts now, I let you go.” Zhuo Bufan looked at him said in a tranquil voice.

This sentence seemed to throw a grenade on the calm lake surface, and the shocked look on Seventh Yang, Wang Wenwu, Wang Ya, Yang Laoba, Yang Tiancheng and the others all appeared on their faces.

Everyone thinks that Zhuo Bufan is either crazy or crazy.

“Seventh Master is a peerless expert of Dark Vigor 2nd-Grade. How can you impudent.” A youth beside Seventh Yang shouted in anger.

Zhuo Bufan glanced at him slightly, said with a sneer: “Duan Shanhe, you cut off his own arm, I let you leave Jinling, and gave you a chance but did not understand.”

Duan Shanhe has the fox exploits the tiger’s might on his face, and said vulgarly, “Zhuo Bufan, you have done bad things for me, and let me cut off his own arm. Come back today to find you revenge.”

“Trash.” Zhuo Bufan shaking ones head with a look of disdain on his face.

“What did you say.” Duan Shanhe fiercely glared at Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan said: “I’m not targeting you, but that everyone here is trash, let’s go together.”

“Courting death.” Seventh Yang can no longer maintain the style of peerless expert, and is furious. Zhuo Bufan dared to be so impudent in front of himself.

Just then, a sudden voice sounded, “Seventh Yang, you go to death.”

I saw a silhouette suddenly rushing towards Seventh Yang, holding a sharp dagger in his hand, and glowing cold glow flashes under the light. The younger brother who stayed beside Seventh Yang had not responded yet, and the other party was close at hand.

Zhuo Bufan slightly frowned: “Chen Min?”

Seventh Yang issued a coldly snorted coldly in his nostril, standing still without moving, as if the sculpture was standing in place, and Chen Min’s eyes were already full of anger, and the dagger was directly held in the waist of the opponent.

A clear sound of “Bang”, Chen Min shocked, the dagger in his hand was broken into two pieces.

The closer Zhang Tongtong and the audience saw the scene clearly. The dagger only scratched the clothes, leaving a shallow white mark on the waist.

“I rely on you for the carving carving small technique, even Reach the Higher Level can’t be considered, and I want to take revenge on your father!” Seventh Yang’s eyes were dazzling and his waist magic power shuddered.

Chen Min sense A numb arm trembled with a huge rebounding force, and the whole portrait of a kite flying back was flying back and hit the crowd below.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan sat straight and flew out, holding Chen Min’s waist with one hand, and spinning on the open space.

Chen Min looked at Zhuo Bufan’s handsome face, his heartbeat accelerated, and his face turned slightly red.

Zhuo Bufan didn’t look at her, staring at Seventh Yang: “Bullying a female streamer, what an expert!”

“Damn it, Zhuo Bufan, Seventh Master Tiger’s Roar Golden Bell Cover, Dragon’s Cry Iron Cloth have all been trained to the top, and you can’t even pierce the dagger capital. You still don’t get down on your knees.” Duan Shanhe shouted cursed loudly.

Wang Wenwu and Yang Laoba and the others already had victorious smiles on their faces. With the suppression of Seventh Master, Zhuo Bufan couldn’t break the waves no matter how powerful.

“Then you receive my palm.” Zhuo Bufan right hand gathering True Origin, suddenly rushing straight for five or six meters, a downside down, “Greater Thousand Buddha Palm.”

A huge coercion dripping from the sky, as a person of martial arts, training muscle, bones, skin and flesh, to Dark Vigor can be more acute five senses, giving birth to six senses.

Seventh Yang’s complexion has changed greatly. The chill from his heart seems to freeze his body. Sixth sense has an extremely dangerous feeling. If he fixes it, he will undoubtedly die.

At the time of imminent peril, Seventh Yang actually grabbed Duan Shanhe and threw it to Zhuo Bufan. Duan Shanhe’s eyes exposed the brightened expression. As a result, Zhuo Bufan slapped on his body and exploded directly.

And Seventh Yang, dissipated in Zhuo Bufan’s prestige of a single slap, raised his hand and slammed it, and took out all strength.

He knew that if he didn’t do his best, he would die today.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan showed a look of disdain on his face, raised his hand and punched Origin Force, two fists collide, and a formless wave spreading, blowing everyone around and sitting on the ground.

Zhuo Bufan stepped back slightly and landed on tiptoe, serenely said looking at Seventh Yang.

At this moment, Seventh Yang is all buried underground under his knees, all around cracking, a large crack, Seven Orifices bleeding, eyes with pain, fear, and more remorse.

“Isn’t this Star Master’s Tathagata Divine Palm?” Said a fatty mutter to oneself.