All that was left was a group of rich second generations eating, drinking, and having fun. The ground was littered with pieces of the Ghost Mastiff's flesh and blood, reminding them that everything that had just happened was real.
"Exploding the Ghost Mastiff with one finger? Are my eyes playing tricks on me?" A boy who was hugging his girlfriend rubbed his eyes. His girlfriend had already bent over and retched, her face turning green.
Other than some boys who usually liked to watch dog fights, how could ordinary girls endure such a bloody scene?
"An adult Tibetan mastiff isn't even afraid of tigers. I didn't expect it to die so miserably."
"This, this is too unscientific. I heard that Qin Siliang's Ghost Mastiff bit two Siberian Blood Wolves to death as soon as it got off the plane. It's incomparably fierce, how could it die so quickly?" Fu Leng was in a daze for a long time.
Cangyun's face was filled with bitterness, "No wonder Zhuo Bufan doesn't like our Black Clothes Association. With such strength, I'm afraid that in the future, our achievements in the underworld will be higher than ours. We're playing like children's games."
"If he poked a person with that finger, would it explode as well?" Chen Sichun, whose face was already pale, said timidly.
When he said that, everyone fell into silence again. If they offended Zhuo Bufan, if he really poked them with a finger, even the police would not be able to catch him with such martial arts. He killed people without leaving anyone behind. Who could do anything to him?
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines, and their entire bodies shivered.
Fu Leng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Today, he had almost offended Zhuo Bufan. Fortunately, the other party did not cause trouble for him, otherwise, he would have been sent to the hospital like Qin Siliang and Kang Ning.
The curtain of night fell, and the wind rippled. In the quiet courtyard house.
Zhuo Bufan stood in the room and formed a seal with his hand. His fingers emitted a milky white halo and he placed his finger on the willow branch tattoo on his arm. Immediately, the willow branch tattoo turned into a ball of black mist and condensed into the shape of a translucent woman. She knelt on the ground and said, "Master."
Last time, when the female ghost Cai Wei wanted to escape, Zhuo Bufan had already extracted the energy from her body. These past few days, Cai Wei had been in a deep sleep, and just now, Zhuo Bufan had used his spiritual energy to wake her up.
"Get up first. Where are the corpses and the cultivators that you said were killed?" Zhuo Bufan asked directly.
Cai Wei stood up and curtsied, saying slowly, "This little girl only remembers that the place was called Wulong County. I was forcibly taken away by that person. At that time, he seemed to have gone mad while cultivating at a cliff and died. If I were nearby, I should be able to sense the location of my remains."
"Wulong County. Let me check the situation first." Although Zhuo Bufan had been reborn, was not afraid of bullets, and had cultivated to the Foundation Building Stage, she was not at the stage where she knew everything.
He picked up his phone and went online to check the location of Wulong County. To his surprise, it was located in the southwest region of Xuzhou. It was within the boundaries of Yuzhou and was surrounded by steep mountains. There were also naturally formed sinkholes and cracks in the ground, as well as pastures and forests on the mountaintops. The terrain was extremely complex. Apart from a portion of the area that was listed as a 4A scenic area, the remaining two-thirds of the area had yet to be developed.
"Tomorrow is the weekend. I can go over and take a look." Zhuo Bufan looked up some relevant information to be fully prepared.
Zhuo Bufan's gaze shifted from the phone to Cai Wei and said, "If you are not lying to me, I will definitely help you transcend and reincarnate. If you are lying to me, I will turn you into ashes."
"This little girl would not dare to lie to you, Master." Cai Wei bit her lips and said, "Do you need me to serve you tonight?"
Zhuo Bufan's expression immediately darkened. The lightning in her palm crackled, causing Cai Wei to tremble in fear. "Master, I won't dare to do it again. I'm just used to the life in the brothel, so …"
Finally, the lightning in Zhuo Bufan's hand dissipated. She looked at Cai Wei gloomily. Actually, this Cai Wei was also a pitiful person. He said, "You can go out and take a good look. But if you leave a ten kilometer radius from me, the spiritual energy in your body will automatically explode."
"Thank you, Master." Cai Wei bowed and turned into a wisp of black mist as she flew out of the window.
In a certain hospital in Xuzhou City.
The two nearby wards were filled with people. There were also many nurses in white coats and pink uniforms. A middle-aged man with a goatee and a white centipede button-up shirt looked at Kang Ning who was lying on the bed with his hands behind his back.
He frowned and said, "You were not skilled enough, so you went to fight with others. Now your leg was broken. You are a disgrace to our Kang family."
Kang Ning's right leg was in a cast. His face was full of depression. "Dad, I was beaten up by someone. Not only did you not avenge me, you even scolded me. I am your biological son!"
"Bastard, how could I, Kang Youming, have a useless son like you." Kang Youming was so angry that his chest was heaving up and down. Next to him, a middle-aged woman wearing a cheongsam with her hair in a beautiful bun had tears in her eyes. She sobbed and said, "Kang Youming, your son's leg was broken by someone. Instead of thinking of a way to avenge him, you are blaming Ning. What kind of man are you?"
The middle-aged woman wearing a cheongsam was Kang Ning's mother. Hearing his wife's complaint, Kang Youming frowned and said, "Ning's arrogant and despotic temperament is all because of you. Don't worry, whoever hurt my son, Kang Youming, I will definitely get an explanation."
Although he was blaming his son for causing trouble, he only had this one son. How could a father not be heartbroken when he was beaten up like this?
Kang Youming said again, "Oh right, you just said that the person who hurt you was a student from Highland Barley University. His name is Zhuo Bufan. His martial arts has already reached Inward Jing?"
"I saw with my own eyes that he killed the Ghost Mastiff that Qin Shao just bought from Potala Palace with one finger. He must be an Inward Jing expert," Kang Ning immediately said.
"He should be eighteen or nineteen years old at most. To be able to step into the threshold of Inward Jing at such a young age, our Chidragon Country is indeed full of geniuses. This kind of youth has a little bit of ability, but he doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth and does things without scruples. It's understandable. Which youth isn't frivolous?" Kang Youming muttered to himself.
In fact, in his heart, he had long regarded Zhuo Bufan as the kind of arrogant and conceited person who thought he had some martial arts skills. If he was willing to take a step back, things wouldn't have turned out like this.
In the next ward, Qin Kaiwen also left dejectedly. He cupped his hands at Kang Youming and said, "Master Kang, the doctor said that my son's spine is injured. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to stand up."
Qin Kaiwen was the general manager of Beihang Transportation under the Qin Group. He was also a branch of the Qin family and had some friendship with Kang Youming. For example, many gangsters liked to cause trouble at the seaport or in the company, and they always asked Kang Youming's Martial Arts School to help stop them. Because of this, the sons of the two families were close.
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