One thing has been negotiated with Cao Simiao, Jiang Lang and others, Zhuo Bufan is ready to hand over the formula that can restore the scars on his body to the two of them to form a new company, and there is no repair product in the world that can do the same as Zhuo Bufan's treatment for Ye Baobao.

Of course, Zhuo Bufan pulled Ye Xuan to join the gang together, Zhuo Bufan accounted for 50% of the shares, and the other three people shared the other 50% equally.

When treating Ye Baobao, Zhuo Bufan added True Yuan Aura to quickly repair the scars on his face, but even if the prescription provided was only 50% effective, or even could not be repaired so quickly, it was also unprecedented in global medical technology.

With Cao Simiao's business sense, he knows that if this business is bigger, or even become unique in the world, even if the market is not as good as real estate and finance, the benefits are absolutely unimaginable.

There is another reason why Zhuo Bufan agreed to this matter, he can't be with Ye Xuan all the time, if Ye Xuan doesn't have a real trump card in his hand, he will never be able to gain a foothold in the family.

Since helping Ye Baobao heal the scars on his face yesterday, Zhuo Bufan left with Lian Shijian and found a five-star hotel in the city to settle down.

Morning.

Zhuo Bufan was planning to go out for a spin, tomorrow is the time of the Zhongzhou Antiques Trading Conference, he has already asked Ye Xuan clearly, the conference is held in a summer palace in Zhongzhou, and there must be an invitation to enter, as for the invitation, Ye Xuan took care of it himself, and said that he would find a way to get it.

As soon as he walked into the elevator, Zhuo Bufan found that there was a woman with jet-black hair standing in the elevator, about twenty-three or fourteen years old, and her loose sportswear could not hide her proud figure, and her appearance was also first-class and beautiful, at least at the same level as Chen Qingai.

The woman seemed to notice Zhuo Bufan's gaze, and couldn't help but raise her eyelids and glance at him, her eyes were a little cold.

"Hey, there is actually a true yuan flowing in her body, although it is very weak, but it is indeed there, is it possible that the current martial artists are not valuable, and they can be met casually when they come out?" Zhuo Bufan was secretly surprised, the other party should have the strength of the peak of the Ming Realm, and he was not very old, so it didn't look simple.

Qianluo's slender eyebrows frowned together, those men would look at her a few more times when they saw her, she was used to it, but the man in front of her actually kept staring at herself, it was too much!

"Did I say you've seen enough?" Qianluo was blunt, and there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.

Zhuo Bufan directly shifted his gaze to another place, a martial artist in the Ming Realm, even if he was curious, he was not interested.

"You ......" Qianluo's chest floated up and down, she had never seen such a hanging boy, she didn't even say a word when she saw her, if it weren't for the strict rules of the army, she was thinking about repairing this guy with an over-the-shoulder fall.

Soon, the two left the elevator and the woman took a taxi and left, Zhuo Bufan planned to go around and relax, but he didn't take the car, and walked towards the bustling area on foot.

……

In a hotel room, a man in a black suit took back the binoculars set up in the window and said, "Brother macho, that kid is out of the hotel, it seems that the woman who followed him is still in the hotel, should we tie that woman up?" ”

"It's a waste of time, the ghost master has an order, I'll just take him back to see the ghost master." A tall man stood up, his eyes cold with a dead eye.

"Also, with the strength of the macho brother, just take him away directly, where are we still using our indiscriminate methods." A follower complimented.

The macho man was expressionless, took a coat and left the room, and the other thugs looked puzzled.

"Other big brothers like to hear us compliment them, how can the macho brother be the same as the iron man, he never feels like he laughs."

"It's cool, you know the."

Half an hour later, Zhuo Bufan had just come out of a pharmacy, he was a little disappointed, he wanted to refine Zhuji Dan and needed some precious and hard-to-find medicinal materials, which were not available in these ordinary shops at all, he just went in with a glimmer of hope and asked, and sure enough, it was the same as he thought.

"At tomorrow's antique trade fair, I hope I can find a suitable furnace for refining pills." Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself, and suddenly his ears moved, and he knew that he was being followed without turning around, and the corners of his mouth hooked a strange arc, are these people the same gang as the killers he met on the train last time?

Zhuo Bufan walked slowly towards a remote place with few people, and killing people in the downtown area would still cause a sensation.

Just when Zhuo Bufan and the people behind him hurriedly turned into a small alley, a woman wearing sportswear and having long hair up to her hips on the side of the road suddenly flashed a bright color in her eyes, and even instantly turned red: "Brother Bing, is it you?" ”

"Your Excellency, you've been following me for so long, and you don't know what's going on?" Zhuo Bufan stopped in the middle of the alley, slowly turned around, and saw a little giant wearing a black leather coat and a figure like O'Neill standing behind, his expression was as cold as ice, and the pupils of his eyes exuded a trace of dead ash.

When Zhuo Bufan saw it, he immediately frowned: "Soul Control Technique? But in a blink of an eye, he denied it, the soul control technique can only be performed by a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and he can control a puppet whose cultivation is lower than his own, and use his own will to control the opponent to fight.

But the degree of death in the eyes of the man in front of him was obviously not enough, it should be a spell with the same effect as the soul control technique, but this spell was obviously much lower-level.

"The ghost master asked me to kill you, do you want to go back with me alive, or let me bring a corpse back." The macho man's voice is like an electronic pronunciation, without the slightest emotion.

Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists, as long as he opened his palm, a fireball would appear and smash directly on him, with a high temperature of thousands of degrees, unless it was steel, his flesh could only turn into ashes.

"Who is the ghost master?"

"You don't need to know, you can meet the ghost master when you go back with me." The macho man said, and was about to rush up, when suddenly a woman ran behind him and wanted to hug him from behind.

"Brother Bing, I'm looking for you so hard!" The woman said, her red eyes covered with mist.

But at this moment, the macho man suddenly burst out with murderous energy, turned around and slashed at the woman's face with a hand knife, without the slightest reservation, the woman seemed to be taken aback, and hurriedly raised her hands, but the whole person had been cut and flew out, fell to the ground, and her hands kept twitching.

"Brother Bing, have you forgotten me? I'm Qianluo, have you forgotten Yanlong? The woman looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, which was no longer the same as the soldier she knew a few years ago.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, the woman lying on the ground was the woman he had met in the hotel elevator today, this woman was actually Yanlong's person, and it seemed that she knew the man in front of her.

"Yanlong ......" the macho man suddenly looked like a puppet that had been stripped of its clockwork, the whole person was stunned on the spot, his pupils gradually expanded, and then he held his head, with a painful expression on his face, "Who am I...... Who am I......"

Zhuo Bufan saw the clarity in his eyes flash, the woman got up and wanted to hug him, Zhuo Bufan didn't hurry to call out that caution, the other party had already slashed a knife on her neck, Qianluo's body was weak, and she fell directly to the ground, looking like she had fainted.

(End of chapter)