After a night of meditation, Cen Fan's body has mostly improved.

Early the next morning, the three of them sat in the courtyard and discussed the events of the previous night.

Fang Qiuya told the two that yesterday at noon she went shopping outside the school alone, and when she passed through an alley, she felt that her back was slapped heavily, and then she fainted, and when she woke up again, she saw Cen Fan lying in the winery.

Cen Fan always wanted to know who saved him last night, so he looked at Fang Qiuya and asked, "After I fell into a coma last night, who saved me?"

Seeing Cen Fan ask like this, Fang Qiuya thought about it for a while and told the two of them everything she saw and happened last night.

Cen Fan learned that the Qingming Daoist was dead, and showed an expression of disbelief. Qingxuan on the side was quiet.

"Is he really dead?" Cen Fan confirmed it again.

"This, I'm not sure, I heard from the woman in Tsing Yi."

When Fang Qiuya mentioned the woman in Tsing Yi, Daoist Qingxuan suddenly said, "Since it was the woman in Tsing Yi who said it, it is true."

"Senior, do you know the woman in Tsing Yi? Is she amazing? Cen Fan asked curiously.

Qingxuan shook his head, "I've just seen it." Then he said: "That female teacher is famous, and the Taoism should not be under the old man."

After listening to Qing Xuan's words, Cen Fan carefully recalled everything he had encountered since he first cultivated, and after thinking about it, he didn't understand what this woman was related to.

Qingxuan sat for a while, then left alone, and after Qingxuan left, Fang Qiuya looked at Cen Fan and suddenly asked, "Idiot!" Why is it that after you are expelled, it is like a different person. ”

Seeing Fang Qiuya ask, Cen Fan hesitated whether to tell her, but after thinking about it carefully, it was better not to tell her for the time being.

"It's a long story, and I'll tell you when the time comes. Also, don't tell anyone about this. ”

Fang Qiuya nodded and agreed to Cen Fan.

In the afternoon, after sending Fang Qiuya back to school, Cen Fan glanced at the peak billiards hall opposite, and took a taxi to the Bright Palace. Last time, I won the hearts of the people in the Bright Palace, and this time it was a good time to accept the hearts of the people.

When he came to the Bright Palace, Cen Fan went directly to the fifth floor, found a waiter in the hall on the fifth floor, and asked him to help call the manager, saying that an old friend was looking for him.

The waiter asked Cen Fan to wait and left the hall.

Soon the manager walked out, and after seeing Cen Fan, he quickened his pace, walked in front of Cen Fan, and said politely: "Little brother, long time no see." Is there something wrong with looking for my brother this time? ”

"It's not a big deal, I just want to ask you about someone." Cen Fan said solemnly.

"Let's go inside!" After speaking, the manager took Cen Fan to an office.

The manager made a cup of tea and handed it to Cen Fan, and then asked, "Little brother, what is the name of the person you want to inquire?"

"His name is Wen Feng." Cen Fan said lightly.

The manager took a sip of tea and asked, "Is it about the same age as you, the Wenfeng whose father opened an underground casino in Yanbei?"

Cen Fan guessed that what the manager said should be the Wen Feng he was looking for, but to prevent mistakes, he added: "His family has opened a billiard room opposite Yanbei University, and it seems to be related to the principal of the school."

After listening to what Cen Fan said, the manager was even more sure that this was the Wen Feng that Cen Fan wanted to inquire.

"It's supposed to be him, what do you want to know?" The manager looked at Cen Fan and asked.

Cen Fan thought for a moment and replied, "Detailed home address."

"No problem!" The manager agreed without even thinking about it.

After saying that, the manager took out his mobile phone and made a call, and after a few minutes, a handsome young man walked in, put a document on the table, and left.

The manager handed the information to Cen Fan and said, "This is all his information."

Cen Fan picked up the information and looked at it, and wrote down Wen Feng's detailed address.

"Little brother, I admire you a lot, brother, why don't we make friends!" The manager spoke suddenly.

Cen Fan put down the information in his hand, looked at the manager and said with a smile: "Aren't we friends?"

After saying that, both of them laughed.

"Then don't call me manager from now on, my name is Liu Lei, older than you, you can call me Brother Liu." After saying that, the manager stood up and stretched out his hand.

Cen Fan also stood up and said, "My name is Cen Fan."

At this time, the manager suddenly remembered the bank card from the last time, took it out of the drawer and returned it to Cen Fan, and told him that the 100,000 yuan was made by his boss's daughter, including the change of box.

After Cen Fan asked clearly, he learned that their boss's daughter was Shi Miaomiao, but Cen Fan still refused to accept the bank card.

Seeing that Cen Fan was so resolute, Liu Lei was not to be outdone, and after brainwashing Cen Fan for a while, Cen Fan finally accepted the bank card.

The two chatted until the evening, and Cen Fan had dinner before leaving the Bright Palace. I found a taxi on the side of the road and ran directly to Wen Feng's house.

Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped in a suburb, and the driver told Cen Fan that there was a private road ahead and that he could not go any further.

Cen Fan nodded, got out of the car, and after the taxi left, Cen Fan quickly ran towards the villa. Before coming to the villa, I kicked my feet on the wall a few times and jumped on the wall.

Cen Fan jumped into the yard, squatted down and looked around, and found that there were no security guards, so he tiptoed upstairs. When I came to the third floor, I suddenly heard a blushing voice from inside the house. Playing so chic, it seems that Wen Feng still doesn't know that he is not dead.

Cen Fan walked directly to the door, kicked the door open with force, and saw Wen Feng lying on top of a woman. The woman screamed instantly, Wen Feng turned around and was about to scold, when he saw Cen Fan in front of him, he shouted in horror: "Ghost!!"

"I can't think of it! I'm not dead yet. Cen Fan said coldly.

Hearing Cen Fan speak, Wen Feng suddenly calmed down, and he suddenly realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing. So he changed the subject and said, "What are you doing at my house?" Did you know that it is illegal to break into a private house? ”

"Then did you know that kidnapping and murder are also crimes?" Cen Fan asked rhetorically.

"What are you talking about, I, I, I don't understand." Wen Feng said a little nervously.

Maybe it was because he heard the movement, Wen Feng's father also walked in, saw Cen Fan in the house, and asked, "Are you?"

"I'm the one you're going to kill." Cen Fan didn't look at Wen Feng's father, but stared at Wen Feng deadly.

"Are you Cen Fan?" However, when Wen Feng's father said this, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have slipped out.

Since he had already said that he had leaked his mouth, Wen Feng's father did not pretend to be any longer.

"You're really fatal! It's not dead yet. Wen Feng's father pretended to be calm.

Cen Fan didn't answer, slowly walked in front of Wen Feng, lifted him up with one hand, walked to the window, and raised Wen Feng with both hands.

"Dad! Help me! Wen Feng shouted in horror.

At this time, Wen Feng's father panicked and said angrily, "Let go of my son." Otherwise, I'll kill everyone you know. ”

What Cen Fan hates most in his life is the person who threatens him with his friend's life and death. Cen Fan put Wen Feng down, grabbed his wrist, and broke it hard, and there was a clicking sound from his wrist. Wen Feng let out a miserable scream.

Before Wen Feng's father could speak, then he heard a miserable scream, and Wen Feng fainted directly in pain. At the same time that Wen Feng fainted, the woman on the bed also fainted, and I don't know if she was pretending.

After Cen Fan abolished his arm, he looked at Wen Feng's father coldly and said, "You are not afraid that I will kill your son, you can try."

Wen Feng's father suddenly knelt on his knees and said in a choked voice: "I found someone to kill you, please let my son go!"

"Spare your son? Yes! Cen Fan sneered: "If you waste your hands and feet, I will let your son go."

Wen Feng's father is also a man, so he agreed without thinking about it.

Got up and walked out of the room, and was back in the room in less than a minute, with a dagger in his hand. He put his hand on the table, gritted his teeth, and closed his eyes. With a scream, the dagger was stuck in the back of his hand.

Wen Feng's father was in a cold sweat, gritted his teeth, pulled out the dagger, and prepared to plunge it into his thigh.

"That's it!" Cen Fan threw Wen Feng in front of his father, and Wen Feng, who was hit hard, coughed twice and woke up.

Seeing that Wen Feng's life was not in danger, Wen Feng's father didn't care about him for the time being, but looked at Cen Fan and asked puzzledly, "Who are you?"

"Our grievances have been written off. If there is a next time, if I don't die, then you must die. ”

"Don't worry, there won't be a next time, I won't gamble with my family's life."

After experiencing tonight's events, Wen Feng's father realized that Cen Fan was a person who was not afraid of death, and he was also a person he couldn't provoke.

"I'm a man! Treat my friend like a relative, and if anyone dares to attack my friend and flee to the ends of the earth, I will find him. ”

Wen Feng's father had been in the society for so long, and he knew what Cen Fan's words meant. A character who has become popular in Yanbei City, and now that he has become like this, although he is a little unwilling, he can only choose to give in.

In order to prevent Wen Feng's father, holding on to the psychology of luck, Cen Fan opened his mouth again and said: "By the way, the Qingming Daoist has been killed by me!" After saying that, he left.

After tonight's events, Cen Fan guessed that Wen Feng's father and son were afraid that he had become afraid, and this happened to be the result Cen Fan wanted.

After solving this matter, Cen Fan has nothing to worry about. Thinking that it was still early, he walked slowly towards the old town.

Just as he was about to leave the suburbs, he suddenly sensed a subtle Qi field fluctuating around him. He stopped where he was, looked around, and suddenly burrowed into the jungle on the side of the road, and found that the Qi field was slowly getting stronger. Instantly speed up your pace and run to the front, the further you run, the stronger the Qi field becomes.

When he walked through the jungle, he came to a graveyard. Through the moonlight, I saw a man dressed in white fighting with two black-clothed men.

Cen Fan could feel from afar that there was an evil aura on the two black-clothed bodies, and they were definitely not good people. The three of them fought for a while, and no matter how they fought, they were almost always in a state of draw.