"Teach me a lesson about that Huang Zhengdong!" the Tsing Yi envoy finally gave an order.

"Well, remember, we have to find a peripheral organization, preferably a secular organization, an ordinary organization that has nothing to do with us, understand?" Tsing Yi added that for that college student, he was afraid, the more his strength improved, the more he knew that the boss's strength was unfathomable, before, he also felt that he could see through a trace of the boss's strength, but now that he thinks about it, it's really funny, it's all the illusion of the frog at the bottom of the well, some people, the more your strength improves, the more you can't see through the other party, just like the boss, but also like the college student reminded by the boss.

"Hmph, even if I can't teach you a lesson, I can give you a headache!" Tsing Yi said simply, he is such a person, if he suffers a loss, he has to make up for it, he can't wait for a moment, and he doesn't care if it can have an effect, even if it doesn't work, it's okay to disgust you.

Actually, the problem of the earth is not big, as long as it is not noticed by other cultivators, they are not afraid, just for the convenience of control, just in case, even if there are mortals living in a place, they can also create a cultivation realm, the boss has the strength of this sky, but the boss doesn't know why, he has to keep such a low profile.

The Tsing Yi envoy is no longer the Tsing Yi envoy who doesn't know the world, in his opinion, even two Chen Yuan, they are not necessarily the boss's opponents, but why is the boss so low-key?

Tsing Yi couldn't figure it out.

"Yes. A report from his subordinates came, interrupting the Tsing Yi Envoy's thinking, and the Tsing Yi Envoy waved his hand. Let him go down.

Soon after, there was a general incident of Huang Zhengdong causing a brawl in a traffic accident.

**

In the afternoon, the afternoon sun was a little hot, Zhuo Bufan stood on a balcony of a building, looking out the window at the park not far away, the green trees in the garden were deep and gloomy, but they did not hide the heat of the sun in the sky, and some scattered grasses were sandwiched in the period. By this time, there was basically no one in the park.

Zhuo Bufan suddenly laughed, and in his sight, two people, two young people, appeared.

Finding people is really not his forte, if it weren't for the fact that the Nine-Tails came back, he despised him for not finding anyone for a few days, he really felt ashamed, and asked the fat man to come back from the hospital to help. I'm afraid Zhuo Bufan can't find the person he is looking for until now.

Zhuo Bufan wondered why a fat man with amnesia could find someone so easily. It's as simple as eating and drinking. Did he really have amnesia?

Zhuo Bufan was very suspicious of the fat man, but seeing the fat man's innocent look at him, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but feel guilty for his thoughts.

Walking down the building, Zhuo Bufan rushed in the direction of the park.

"Boy, let's play, this is not the place for you!"

When Zhuo Bufan appeared in front of the two young people. One of the burly young men said unceremoniously.

Zhuo Bufan was not angry, he smirked, and took out a brick from his hand.

"Yo, boy, are you on the road? Who are you messing with! This is Brother Qiang's territory. Another stout young man saw Zhuo Bufan's emblematic weapon. Immediately asked cautiously, which force did he think Zhuo Bufan was grabbing the territory.

"I'm not a joker. It's just that my brother was slapped by the two of you a few days ago and broke his arm, and now I want you two arms. Zhuo Bufan smiled slightly, "Tell me, who instructed you." ”

The two young people were stunned, they didn't know what Zhuo Bufan was talking about, they could pat the arms of several people a day, and they didn't know who Zhuo Bufan was talking about.

"Fuck boy, what nonsense are you talking about!" the two young men shouted angrily at the same time, it is impossible to say such a thing if they are mixed up in the road, and the brothers who are mixed in the road want to seek revenge, it is definitely not such a sign and way.

Forget it, with the level of the two of you, I'm afraid you won't know!

Zhuo Bufan smiled, and rushed forward without giving the two of them a chance to talk......

A minute later, the two young men were lying on the ground wailing with their arms in their arms, but Zhuo Bufan walked away, and after asking their boss from the mouths of the two of them, he left.

"Hey, stinky boy, why are you so troublesome, you won't ask Huang Zhengdong to check it out, you have to find it one by one?"

"Let them come forward, so you don't need me to do it, since I said I will do it, I should come myself. Zhuo Bufan said lightly, this is his rule of conduct, Xu Lao doesn't understand, why do you have to ask.

"Every time you are so brainless, how will you continue to mix in the future!" Xu Lao said disdainfully, he just couldn't understand Zhuo Bufan's intentions.

As he spoke, Zhuo Bufan had already infiltrated a six-story building.

The doorman was a bearded man with a fierce face, but when he saw Zhuo Bufan's face, his face was full of horror, he thought he was powerful, and he was one of the best arms in the gang.

And he opened his mouth, but he couldn't shout, he didn't understand, what was going on with him now?

Immortals?

Please, this is not a big talk about Journey to the West!

However, what is going on, the doorman who guards the door found that he must have hallucinated because his hands were pinched and exploded, and in his last sight, he saw Zhuo Bufan lightly, and the whole person then swept forward diagonally, in a posture that normal people could not do, approached a floor, and walked freely upstream like a gecko.

Then, the man with a fierce face lost consciousness, and Zhuo Bufan's figure finally lingered in his mind.

3rd floor window.

When Zhuo Bufan walked into the floor, a bunch of people were fighting on seven or eight mahjong tables, and they didn't come back to their senses until Zhuo Bufan walked in.

"Huh, who are you?" asked a bald young man dumbfounded.

"Hello, is Brother Qiangqiang at home?" asked Zhuo Bufan very politely, looking like we are scholars and want to be polite.

Brother Qiangqiang who can't be killed!?

"Damn! Where did you come from, a boy who doesn't know whether to live or die, dare to entertain your uncle!"

Finally, everyone is sober, in this area, who dares to call Brother Qiang such an unbeatable Xiaoqiang?

A tall man in the prime of life rushed first, punching him, but the next moment, he flew out at a faster speed, as if he had been hit by a heavy truck.

Overwhelmed four or five people in an instant.