The first thousand seventy-two chapters beat Mr. Zhu

"You're great, can you be better than a weapon?"

Ma Guoyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and his face was extremely cold.

Wu Yuexin's pretty face had turned pale, but she didn't expect that because of her momentary thoughts, things would turn into a point where there was no turning back.

"Dad, you can help...I will listen to you in the future." Wu Yuexin cried with red eyes, begging to look at Wu Qingyun.

Wu Qingyun looked at her daughter, finally sighed and shook her head.

When things got into such a field, Zhuo Bufan killed Ma Wenliang. This was equivalent to riding on top of Ma's head. What else could he say now?

And maybe the Ma family will hate the Wu family because of this incident, and their Wu family will not be able to gain a foothold in Las Vegas in the future.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded from the crowd, "Mr. Ma, what happened?"

Ma Guoyang and the others turned their heads and saw a slightly bald foreign man with curly hair and brown eyes walking towards them. The foreign man was also followed by a middle-aged Lan Guo man wearing a Tang suit. The two were one behind the other, obviously The middle-aged man from Lan Country has a much higher status.

"Mr. Balot, you are here." Ma Guoyang saw the foreign man, his face immediately showing respectfulness, he bent down slightly, and cried respectfully.

The others in the banquet hall were also stunned.

This foreign man is exactly the presbyterian figure of the Amos family, Amos Balot, who holds more than 30% of the Las Vegas industry shares and has great power and wealth.

Behind him is also a group of bodyguards with strict laws.

"Mr. Ma, what happened here?" Balot asked with a frown.

"Someone killed my son at the banquet." Ma Guoyang gritted his teeth and said.

Balot frowned tightly. The Ma family was the leader of the Las Vegas Languo crowd. Moreover, relying on their Amos family, they killed Ma Wenliang at the birthday party. This is not only a face-slapped Ma family, They also didn't put their Amos family in their eyes.

While Balot frowned, the middle-aged man from Lan Guo who came with him strode towards Zhuo Bufan.

When everyone saw this scene, they thought that the middle-aged man was going to shoot Zhuo Bufan, but they didn't expect that the other person walked up to Zhuo Bufan and actually bent over and arched his hands and shouted, "Mr. Zhuo, you are here."

Zhuo Bufan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, with a shallow arc at the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Zhu, aren't you here too?"

"I just came to play with a friend." Zhu Erniu said, a flash of light flashed deep in his eyes.

Everyone at the scene was stunned.

Wu Yuexin, Jing Jin, and Liu Huiwen opened their mouths slightly, their faces dumbfounded.

This middle-aged man from Lan Guo came with Balot, and it seemed that Balot was very respectful to him. Obviously his status was higher. How could he be so respectful to Zhuo Bufan?

The others at the banquet were also dumbfounded, and things changed dramatically.

"Who is he?" Wu Qingyun also showed a surprised look on his face at the moment, and the look in Zhuo Bufan's eyes became a little complicated.

Obviously he has now found himself, from the very beginning he underestimated Zhuo Bufan's identity.

Ma Guoyang was also taken aback for a moment when he saw this scene, "Mr. Barrott, who is that?"

"I'm a top powerhouse, even I have to be with you carefully." The smile on Balot's face narrowed, and said with a serious color.

Ma Guoyang felt a little bit in his heart, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Even Mr. Balot must be polite to the middle-aged man, but the other party is so respectful to Zhuo Bufan. Doesn't that mean Zhuo Bufan's identity and status are higher?

By saying this, Balot also wanted to give Ma Guoyang a vaccination.

"Hurry up and put the gun down." Ma Guoyang shouted suddenly.

The bodyguards looked at each other and put their guns back.

The heartache on Ma Guoyang’s face suddenly disappeared, instead he piled up a flattering smile, walked in front of Zhuo Bufan, and said: “Mr. Zhuo, there was a misunderstanding one day, please don’t mind, it’s the dog who offended Mr. Zhuo. That's the end."

Zhuo Bufan frowned, his face showed a touch of contempt, the so-called high society is as high as it is.

After speaking, Ma Guoyang immediately greeted people to carry Ma Wenliang's body out.

There are more than a dozen women around Ma Guoyang, and there are several sons outside. He is not sad to lose one Ma Wenliang. If Ma Wenliang causes him to lose his current wealth and status, or even his life, he would like to personally destroy Ma Wenliang.

Jing Jin, Liu Huiwen and others were pale as paper, for fear that because they had offended Zhuo Bufan just now, Zhuo Bufan would kill them directly.

Zhuo Bufan's background is too strong, and even the Amos family dare not offend him.

"Mr. Zhu, there are some things, you should be honest with me now, right?"

Zhuo Bufan didn't even look at Ma Guoyang.

He didn't care about such trivial matters at all. Instead, he set his gaze on Mr. Zhu's body, and a very sharp light burst into his eyes.

"Mr. Zhuo, what do you mean, I don't quite understand?"

Mr. Zhu lowered his head, his eyes flashed with a strange color that was not easy to detect.

"Zhuo Bufan, who are you on earth?"

Wu Qingyun frowned tightly, her face showing a thick color of doubt.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan suddenly stretched out his palm, a white sphere condensed in his palm, exuding an oppressive force, gently pressing on Mr. Zhu's chest.

"boom!"

Mr. Zhu shot out like a spell, and happened to hit Jing Jin and Liu Huiwen, and directly knocked them out.

Wu Qingyun and Ma Guoyang, as well as the bodyguard guests in the other banquet halls, all saw the milky white light in Zhuo Bufan's palm.

"What was that just now?"

"Oh, it's the qigong from Lan Guo's legend?"

"Is he a master of martial arts?"

Mr. Zhu got up from the ground, with a touch of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and a look of horror on his face. He looked at Zhuo Bufan and said: "Mr. Zhuo, what did I do wrong, you..."

"It looks like you don't want to tell me the truth?"

Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly, wiped a sharp glow from his pupils, waved his palm, and slashed towards Mr. Zhu with a wind blade. The wind was like a knife, and it came in an instant.

"Mr. Zhuo."

When Zhu Erniu saw that Zhuo Bufan didn't give him a chance to speak at all, he immediately closed his palms, and an ice shield condensed in front of him.

The wind blade slashed on the ice shield, and icy debris was flying.

Zhu Erniu was holding the shield, and the soles of his feet pulled out two deep marks on the ground. The high-grade wooden stubble on the ground flew horizontally, sliding for about ten meters before gradually stopping.

At the same time, the ice shield in Zhu Erniu's hand also disappeared.

Seeing this magical scene, everyone on the scene was stunned.

"Is this a fairy?"

Wu Qingyun opened his mouth, and only felt that his throat was dry. The scene he had just seen had refreshed his worldview.