Chapter 87
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The man in black standing next to her raised the whip in his hand and lashed it hard on her body. "Shut up."
Ye Kaihe and Ye Kaihai were so scared that they did not even dare to breathe. Ye Zi was scared out of her wits. She even wanted to ask the man if he needed her to sleep with him and let her go.
Ye Zi was a spoiled brat. She had done many things outside, but she had never seen anything like this. She was so scared that her teeth were chattering.
Only Ye Ziqin's expression was cold. She suddenly said, "It has nothing to do with them. I am Zhuo Bufan's wife. Just let me stay."
Her voice was as cold as winter water, but Zhuo Bufan looked at Ye Ziqin in surprise.
He had already divorced Ye Ziqin. Moreover, there was no love between them. Why did Ye Ziqin still want to admit that she was his wife?!
"Shut up!" Pang Bing Jie's evil face turned vicious. He slapped Gao Gui's face across the air. Gao Gui tilted her head to the left, and from three meters away, a red palm print was left on her face.
Seeing this, not only were Ye Kaihe, Ye Kaihai, and the others dumbfounded, even the bodyguards who came with Pang Bingjie were dumbfounded.
How could a slap across the air land on someone's face? This was not a human being.
After doing all this, Pang Bing Jie narrowed his eyes and turned to look at Zhuo Bufan. "Don't think that you are the only Internal Force expert. I just didn't expect that you would have achieved the basic level of Internal Force at such a young age. If you were given another ten years, I'm afraid that no one in Jinling would be able to defeat you. Unfortunately, you are destined to die in my hands today."
Suddenly, a few bright beams of light shone through the frosted glass of the warehouse. The men in black who were standing in the warehouse were immediately alerted. They pressed their hands on the guns at their waists. The sound of the car engine was getting closer and closer.
Then, a series of footsteps sounded. Outside the warehouse, more than ten men in black suits filed in. The leader was a man about 1.8 meters tall with a strong physique. He walked respectfully to Zhuo Bufan's side and said, "Mr. Zhuo."
"Why are you here?" Zhuo Bufan asked with a frown.
The man was Chu Tian's bodyguard and confidant, Golden Tiger.
Golden Tiger glanced at Pang Bing Jie and said, "Mr Zhuo, Lord Tian knows that Wang Wenwu used his connections to get Blood Edge out of prison, so he asked us to keep an eye on him. I didn't think that he would dare to kidnap your family, Mr Zhuo."
"Golden Tiger? Chu Tian's number one fighter. Humph. "Pang Bing Jie was as calm as a mountain. He glanced at Golden Tiger and said," You have no right to speak here. "
"Pang Bing Jie, nicknamed Blood Blade. In my opinion, you're just a robber. The outside world says that you're a god. I don't know why Wang Wenwu would think of a way to get you out of prison. Do you think you can overthrow our Lord Tian?" Jin Hu said coldly.
"Do you have any right to speak here?" Pang Bing Jie's eyes turned cold. Suddenly, he arched his back and sprang up three meters high like a spring. He kicked Golden Tiger's face from above.
Golden Tiger was shocked. He quickly crossed his arms above his face.
"Bang!"
Golden Tiger felt his arms go numb. It was as if a giant rock had landed in his hands. He was sent flying. His toes pierced through his leather shoes and he had to grab onto the ground to prevent himself from falling. Two long marks were left on the cement floor.
Although he wasn't seriously injured, his hands had lost the ability to fight. His muscles and bones were severely injured. Golden Tiger was sweating profusely as he looked at Pang Bing Jie with fear.
"Now you know why Wu Ye wants me out. Go back and tell Chu Tian to wash his neck and wait for me." Pang Bing Jie landed on the ground with his hands behind his back and said proudly.
"You …" Golden Tiger glared at him, then looked at Zhuo Bufan for help.
Zhuo Bufan shook her head, "How dare you embarrass yourself with such mediocre martial arts."
"What did you say? If I don't kill you, you won't repent until you see the coffin." Pang Bing Jie's eyes were sharp. He stared at Zhuo Bufan as if he was looking at a dead man.
Zhuo Bufan was not in a hurry. She dipped her index finger into the teacup. There was a drop of clear tea on her fingernail. The Zhen Qi in her body wrapped around the drop of tea and condensed it on her fingernail.
"This is just a small trick. Any initial success inner force martial artist can do it. What kind of skill is this?" Pang Bing Jie said disdainfully.
"Then what do you think?" As soon as Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, the drop of tea on her fingernail shot out like a bullet. It pierced the chest of a man in black next to her. The man's face twisted in pain. Blood flowed out of his mouth as he knelt on the ground.
"Phenomenal success inner force?" Pang Bing Jie's expression changed. His eyes widened.
The other men sent by Wang Wenwu were speechless. Killing a man with a drop of water? What a devil.
As for Ye Kaihe and the others, they all looked at Zhuo Bufan in shock. It was as if they didn't know him at all. Zhuo Bufan used to be a useless piece of trash. How did he suddenly become a peerless martial artist? Moreover, he killed people without batting an eyelid.
Ye Ziqin bit her soft and cold thin lips hard, and there was a complicated look in her dark and deep eyes.
"What I said just now still stands." Zhuo Bufan smiled. Then she picked up the cup of tea on the table and took a sip.
Suddenly, the inner force in Pang Bing Jie's body exploded. He stomped on the ground, and the place where he was standing collapsed instantly. It was as if a bomb had exploded. He turned around and dashed toward the door of the warehouse like an arrow released from a bow.
He was less than twenty meters away from the warehouse. Pang Bing Jie used all his strength to run. He regretted his decision so much that his intestines turned green.
"One."
"Two."
"Three."
Zhuo Bufan's fingers gently tapped on the table three times, and his eyes flickered. He spat out a mouthful of tea, which seemed to have turned into a flying knife and caught up with Pang Bingjie. It directly pierced through his back to his chest, and a cloud of blood burst out.
Pang Bing Jie, who was running, had one foot on the door of the warehouse. His eyes were filled with regret, shock, fear, and disbelief. He fell to the ground with a thud.
The entire warehouse fell into a dead silence. Ye Kaihe, Ye Kaihai, Gao Gui, Ye Zi Hu, and Ye Zi Mei all looked pale.
Murderous Impermanence Zhuo Bufan.
The people brought by Pang Bingjie and the subordinates brought by Golden Tiger looked at Zhuo Bufan as if they were looking at a devil. When the tea entered his intestines, he spat it out.
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