In the private room, Chu Tian sat at the head of the table. Other than him, there were a few other middle-aged men. All of them were famous tycoons in Jinzhou. They were all invited by Chu Tian to be witnesses.
An ordinary-looking young man in plain sportswear sat in the middle of the room. Chu Tian did not introduce him, so the other tycoons naturally did not treat him as someone important. They chatted among themselves and ignored him.
Right at this moment, a group of seven or eight people walked in from outside. The leader was a middle-aged man in his mid-forties. His gait was majestic, and beside him was a white-haired old man. He had a sage-like demeanor, and his eyes were half-closed, as if he didn't care about anyone.
"Lord Ba is here."
"Lord Ba, hello."
"Lord Ba, long time no see."
The few tycoons quickly greeted the newcomer. The middle-aged man in the lead was Yang Tiancheng's father, Yang Laoba. A few henchmen followed behind him. Their waists were bulging. Obviously, they were carrying weapons with them.
Yang Laoba sat on the sofa. The old man sat beside him, and the others stood behind him.
"Who is Zhuo Bufan? How dare you injure my son! "Yang Laoba frowned and said coldly.
Zhuo Bufan stood up and stared at the man. "I am Zhuo Bufan. Your son sent people to cause a car accident to hit Ye Ziqin. He wanted to take over Tianmei Corporation by any means necessary. I just taught him a small lesson."
It was not until Zhuo Bufan spoke that the other rich people came to their senses. The western part of the city was not big, but it was not small either. The news in the upper class circulated very quickly. Most people knew that Yang Tiancheng's son had been injured.
"So this is the kid who injured Yang Tiancheng. Who is he? How dare he offend Lord Ba. "
"I heard that he is from the Zhuo family in Qingzhou. However, he is an abandoned son of the Zhuo family."
"So he is the loser who married Ye Ziqin?"
Zhuo Bufan turned a deaf ear to everyone's discussion.
Yang Laoba glared fiercely at Zhuo Bufan and scoffed coldly, "How dare you touch my son, Yang Laoba. If I don't kill you today, I won't be able to show my face in the West City anymore."
Chu Tian leisurely put down the celadon teacup in his hand and said with a smile, "Eighth Master, I invited you here today to reconcile. This Little Brother and Young Master Yang have some misunderstandings. Please give me some face and forget about this matter, how about it?"
These words were said lightly, but if Yang Laoba really agreed, it was tantamount to admitting that he had to lower his head to Chu Tian.
Yang Laoba sneered, "Master Tian, do you think I'm a tramp on the streets? I'm going to kill Zhuo Bufan today, and you'll have to leave West City as well. "
Chu Tian furrowed his brows. Golden Tiger stood up and said, "Yang Laoba, aren't you a bit too arrogant? You want Master Tian to leave West City?"
"Master Wu." Yang Laoba nodded to the old man next to him, then looked at Chu Tian and said, "This Master Wu is a master I invited from Zhongzhou. As long as your people can defeat Master Wu, I, Yang Laoba, will leave West City's territory!"
Master Wu suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in them. He slowly stood up and looked at Golden Tiger.
Golden Tiger was Chu Tian's number one general. He was once a reserve member of the Grim Reaper Special Forces, but he was forced to retire due to his injuries. His strength was frightening.
"You found an old man and you want Master Tian to give up his territory? Hmph!" Golden Tiger coldly snorted, "Let me see what you've got to be so arrogant here."
Master Wu calmly took out a jade pendant and pointed it at the Golden Tiger. "You don't know your place!"
Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed with a sharp light because he felt a fluctuation of spiritual energy from the pendant. Suddenly, a golden light shot out from the pendant and hit Golden Tiger. Golden Tiger didn't even have time to react before he was sent flying with blood spewing out of his mouth.
"What is this?"
"A spell!"
The entire room was silent, and even Chu Tian's expression changed. His hands tightly gripped the armrests, and his body trembled slightly. Golden Tiger's battle prowess might be impressive, but in the eyes of these immortals, he was like an ant.
"Big Brother." Silver Tiger and Third Tiger rushed over to help Golden Tiger up. They looked at Master Wu with fear.
Master Yang Ba laughed and said, "Grandmaster Wu is a famous Feng Shui Master in the Middle State. His cultivation base is comparable to that of a god. Chu Tian, you should just leave the West City! Otherwise, don't blame me, Yang Laoba, for not showing mercy. "
The rich people in the room were envious. A master like this only existed in legends, but now they were seeing it with their own eyes. If such a master was willing to look at the feng shui of the mansion, set up Yin Yang Formation, and make some safety charms, they would benefit a lot.
"It's just a small trick. How dare you show it off here?" Suddenly, an abrupt voice interrupted everyone's imagination.
Everyone looked at Zhuo Bufan. His face was calm and his tone was indifferent.
He was surprised to see a cultivator, but upon closer inspection, it was just the jade pendant in his hand that contained some spiritual energy. It wasn't even a low-level magic item.
"Junior, how arrogant. How dare you look down on me." Master Wu looked at Zhuo Bufan coldly. He raised the jade pendant in his hand and snorted, "Today, I'll show you."
Zhuo Bufan took a deep breath. Everyone saw his chest puff up. He opened his mouth and a thunderbolt came out. It struck Master Wu with great power.
Master Wu was shocked. The jade pendant in his hand was broken. He flew out and hit the table. He spat out blood and his hair and clothes were burnt black. He looked terrified.
"Master, spare me. Spare me." Master Wu quickly got up and knelt on the ground. His hair was disheveled and he kept kowtowing. The thunderbolt just now only broke the jade pendant magic item. He wasn't seriously injured.
Chu Tian's mouth was wide open enough to fit an egg. Golden Tiger and the other two paled. That was a real thunderbolt!
The other tycoons in the room were stunned. They felt like their brains were not enough. The golden light from the jade pendant in Master Wu's hand was already a supernatural power. Now, Zhuo Bufan was spitting out thunderbolts. If he wasn't a real god, then what was he?
Yang Laoba and his henchmen could no longer sit still. A sense of helplessness and fear engulfed them.
Zhuo Bufan didn't look at Master Wu. Instead, he looked at Yang Laoba. His voice seemed to come from the ancient wilderness, "You allowed your son to do so many evil things. You deserve to die."
"No, impossible." Yang Laoba was trembling. His face was pale.
"Damn it, pretending to be mysterious. I'll shoot you to death!" Suddenly, the knife-scarred man took out his gun and aimed it at Zhuo Bufan. He had a crazy smile on his face. "Die."
Even if a normal person knew some Dao techniques, they wouldn't be able to block bullets unless they were a real god. Master Wu's eyes widened. The knife-scarred man pulled the trigger.
Bang! Zhuo Bufan grabbed the bullet with his hand.
Chu Tian and Golden Tiger's mouths were wide open. They couldn't speak for a long time.
A few days ago, Golden Tiger was still thinking of avenging his brother, but now that he saw Zhuo Bufan's strength, he felt bitter in his heart. If he really went to find Zhuo Bufan for revenge, he would probably be killed with a single finger.
As for Chu Tian, he blushed. He wanted to recruit Zhuo Bufan as his subordinate. Wasn't that a fool's dream?
The rich people at the scene felt like a storm was brewing. The underground power of West City was about to be reshuffled. Zhuo Bufan was about to become the number one person in West City.
In reality, Zhuo Bufan was only at Qi Disciple Level 4. He wasn't strong enough to use spells. It was just that he had the King Kong Talisman and Thunder Talisman with him.
Yang Laoba knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy. He no longer had the temperament of an ambitious and ruthless person. "Master, Master Zhuo, please let me go. I will give you all my property as long as you spare my life. I am blind, killing me will dirty your hands."
The more things a person had, the more they feared death. Yang Laoba's only thought was to survive.
Zhuo Bufan said calmly, "Give all your territories to Heaven and get the hell out of Jinzhou."
"Yes, yes, yes. I'll give them all to Heaven. Get the hell out of Jinzhou. I won't come back for the rest of my life." Yang Laoba was crying. He felt like he was lucky to have survived.
The other rich people and Chu Tian couldn't laugh. If they were in Yang Laoba's place, they would be worse off.
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