The death of Yun Jun did not break out, obviously the Chu family deliberately covered up this matter.

After the bald seven and the two little yellow hairs woke up, they looked at the big hole in the cell that exploded, and the three of them looked at each other, and no one dared to walk out of there.

They just came in for a brawl, and they were locked up for ten days and eight days before they were released.

Zhang Fan still sat cross-legged on the ground like an old monk until Chang Shu came to the cell and called.

"You're lucky! The six injured people actually changed their confessions at the same time!" Chang Shu led Zhang Fan to the office to go through the formal procedures, and looked at Zhang Fan from time to time.

One of the injured was beaten to be disabled for life, and in such a serious situation, Xie Fei would change his confession, which surprised Chang Shu.

And, last night there was a weird hole in the cell.

"Did you go out last night?" Chang Shu asked coldly.

Zhang Fan's expression was calm, and he smiled slightly: "Can I go?"

"Yes!" Chang Shu said coldly, she felt inexplicably disgusted by Zhang Fan's attitude.

After walking out of the detention center, Zhang Fan received a phone call that surprised him.

It turned out to be Zeng Weixiong, who had a conflict with him before.

Zeng Weixiong set up a table of banquets at the Tiansheng Hotel in Beicheng, wanting to make amends to Zhang Fan for his son.

Zhang Fan thought about it and agreed.

......

The Imperial Hall on the eighth floor of Tiansheng Hotel.

After Zhang Fan arrived, he was shocked to find that the hydra's hands were in plaster casts, hanging from his neck, and he had obviously been broken.

Seeing Zhang Fan coming in, Zeng Weixiong immediately greeted him.

"I've seen Mr. Zhang!" he said and bowed slightly, beckoning Zhang Fan to sit down.

Zhang Fan Shi Ran sat down, and lightly tapped his fingers on the table: "It looks like this atonement banquet is not very delicious!"

As he spoke, Zhang Fan swept Zeng Weixiong's face with a playful gaze.

I saw Zeng Weixiong smile and said: "What is Mr. Zhang's words! I sincerely apologize to Mr. Zhang, Lao Jiu's injury has nothing to do with Mr. Zhang, here is one million, and please Mr. Zhang accept it with a smile." ”

Zeng Weixiong took out a bank card and handed it to Zhang Fandao: "The password is six eights!"

"Oh?" Zhang Fan turned the bank card and said with a playful smile: "Boss Zeng understands people and knows that what I lack most now is money!"

Zeng Weixiong was stunned when he heard this, one million is nothing to him, in his opinion, with Zhang Fan's ability to do this, a million is nothing, and giving a compensation of one million is just a gesture for him to bow his head to Zhang Fan.

"If you want to ask Mr. Zhang for help, how much does it cost?" Zeng Weixiong watched Zhang Fan kick the hydra with one foot, and after hearing his words, he asked tentatively.

Zhang Fan thought about it, the house in Pingxian County is a little old, and he should change the villa to make his parents more comfortable.

Zeng Weixiong saw that he was silent, and asked in a low voice, "Ten million is feasible?"

"Oh, it seems that Boss Zeng is in a lot of trouble. Hearing the price he offered, Zhang Fan immediately smiled and said.

When Zeng Weixiong heard this, he motioned for the waiter who poured water on the side to leave, and said with a wry smile: "I am dissatisfied with Mr. Zhang, I was rolling on the rivers and lakes in my early years. ”

Seeing Zhang Fan's slight forehead, he said again: "The boss in this part of Jiangnan City back then was Hanyang, the Xiashan tiger, who was later injured by Lao Jiu and ran away to the Thai-Burmese area. ”

Speaking of this, Zeng Weixiong said hatefully: "If I hadn't softened my heart and let him live, there would be no today." ”

"So, this Xiashan Tiger is coming back to take revenge on you? With Boss Zeng's current status, can't he help a gangster who has been running away for many years?" Zhang Fan asked lightly.

"If it is as Mr. Zhang guessed, it will be easy to solve. Zeng Weixiong sighed: "Then Han Yang came back this time, I don't know where he learned an extremely terrifying horizontal kung fu, and dozens of people can't help him." ”

"He's so terrifying!" Hydra laughed miserably: "I took a punch from him, and my hands were directly broken by the internal strength, I'm afraid that his strength is even more powerful than Mr. Zhang." ”

Listening to Hydra's words, Zhang Fan just smiled faintly.

At the beginning, he just couldn't get used to Zeng Rong's entanglement with Xiao Jing, and he didn't have any grudges, the kick to the hydra was just physical strength, if Zhang Fan was willing, a trace of Zhenyuan explosion was enough to kill the hydra on the spot.

What's more, now that Zhang Fan has stepped into the late congenital stage, even a martial arts master has to bow his head in front of him.

However, Zhang Fan didn't say much.

"Han Yang asked me to settle the grievance in Fengyue Tower tonight, if Mr. Zhang is willing to help, I am willing to give 10 million as a reward, I don't know what Mr. thinks?"

As soon as Zeng Weixiong's words fell, he saw the door of the Imperial Hall suddenly open.

A middle-aged man in a gray Taoist robe walked in, his eyes shining brightly, and two young Taoist priests were clustered on the left and right.

As soon as he entered the door, he snorted coldly: "Black bear, what do you mean by spending 10 million to invite the old man to help, and spending 10 million to find such a hairy boy?"

"You mean the old man is on the same level as this hairy boy?"

He swept Zhang Fan with cold eyes, but he was just a weak and milky kid.

When Zeng Weixiong heard this, he smiled and said: "What is Master Qian talking about, this Mr. Zhang is a master that Bai Lao values very much, even my brother Lao Jiu can't bear his kick." ”

"Black Bear, it seems that you still don't know who the other party is!" Qian Long shook his head and said disdainfully: "If you can shatter the bones of your hand with one punch, your internal strength will inevitably be great, and this kind of strength is at least a master of the transformation realm, and it may even be a one-step grandmaster!"

Qian Long's words made Zeng Weixiong and Hydra's faces change.

What is the concept of a grandmaster!

For them, they are already close to fairy-like figures.

Seeing their expressions, Qian Long said lightly: "This kind of strength is not something that ordinary people can deal with at all, even if you use a gun, you may not be able to deal with him, he is fully capable of killing you before you shoot." ”

Qian Long glanced at Zhang Fan and only regarded him as a good player in the army.

"Impossible! Isn't it said that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky if you want to step into the Grandmaster? Otherwise, the world would have been in chaos a long time ago!"

Zeng Weixiong said with a look of disbelief.

"Hehe!" Qian Long smiled proudly, and raised his right hand slightly.

Bang!

He slammed his palm on the wooden table with a diameter of two meters, and the whole table collapsed.

The entire hall suddenly resounded with the sound of gasping cold air.

The power of this palm is terrifying.

I saw that the wooden table was shattered into more than a dozen pieces and scattered all over the ground.

"This, this is the release of internal strength?" Zeng Weixiong said with wide eyes and trembling in disbelief.

The Hydra's eyes flashed with light, and he couldn't help but admire: "Master Qian is really a martial arts master, and the power of this palm is probably enough to reach a thousand catties, even an elephant can't carry it!"

Zhang Fan watched from the side and shook his head slightly.

Qian Long's palm did burst out with internal strength, but it was just a smashing of the wooden table with internal strength in his hand, and it was still far from the realm of the grandmaster who released his internal strength.

Only a martial artist who has cultivated internal strength can do this, which is more than 108,000 miles behind Zhang Fan's original condensation of True Yuan to shoot and kill the blood-colored killer.

However, Qian Long's hand was indeed shocked by Zeng Weixiong.

At this time, Zeng Weixiong was already shocked, and said in a loud voice: "It turns out that Master Qian is already a martial arts master, and with Master Qian in charge, Han Yang can no longer jump up." ”

At this time, his eyes flashed with a hint of determination.

"The reward of 10 million is indeed light for the Martial Arts Grandmaster, if Master Qian doesn't mind, after the matter is completed, I am willing to take out 30% of the shares of Weixiong Group as Master Qian's reward, I don't know what Master Qian wants?"

Weixiong Group is worth at least one billion yuan, and 30% of the shares can be described as a great temptation.

After Qian Long heard this, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Zeng Weixiong also smiled, in his opinion, being able to get the support of a martial arts master was more important than anything else.

Zhang Fan watched coldly, quietly watching the two reach an agreement.