Chapter 570: Born to be King

He knows very well that although he has not reached the realm of the master, the eagle claw skill can be described as perfect, even the master does not dare to resist. Just now Zhuo Bufan downplayed his iron eagle claw skill. The young master, the evildoer shadow kill!

Otherwise, how can this young king of Golden State surrender the boss of the underground Golden State and listen to his orders.

"Uncle San?"

"San Ye?"

Miao Jiangpu and President Tong are both surprised. They are not people in the martial arts world. Naturally, they don't understand what the shadow kill in the martial arts world represents this year. They can kill people at the master level. This kind of people can just throw them anywhere. Underground faucet.

"Shut up." Miao Sanye glared at Miao Jiangpu.

Shadow Killer even dared to offend one of the top martial arts and magical sects like the Hehuan Sect, and even defeated their guardians. If he angered him, the Eagle Gate might be in danger of overthrowing.

"Ye Zi, let's go out and breathe." Zhuo Bufan didn't even look at him, but turned his head and looked at Ye Ziqin softly and asked.

Ye Ziqin nodded, no business could compare to his husband, and Yan Wei was in a disagreement anyway.

Zhuo Bufan took Ye Ziqin's tender little hand, and the other bodyguards stepped aside to let them leave.

After Zhuo Bufan left, Miao Sanye was relieved with a heavy burden, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. The cold sweat on his forehead dripped and wet the carpet.

Miao Jiangpu still didn't understand, and said loudly, "Uncle, why are you afraid of them? We have a gun in our hands. It's better to just kill him."

"Bastard." Miao Sanye looked at his nephew, his brows curled into three knots, the grandmaster was not afraid of bullets, not to mention the peerless master who could kill even the grandmaster, his own people and guns simply didn't look good enough.

"Yang Yan, take Jiang Pu down." After weighing the balance, Miao Sanye sighed. Grandmaster should not be insulted, let alone someone who can kill Grandmaster. This matter must be confessed.

Zhuo Bufan let them go, just didn't want to kill Ye Ziqin.

"San Ye, who is he?" Mr. Tong asked cautiously beside him.

"He? He was born a king." Miao Sanye smiled bitterly.

"The business hasn't been negotiated, aren't you angry?" Zhuo Bufan took Ye Qin's tender little hand and strolled along the pedestrian street of the ancient street.

"You can earn more money, but there is only one husband." Ye Ziqin said with a smile: "Since you don't talk about business, you can go shopping with me. I want to eat glutinous rice cakes."

The two of them traveled around Wuzhen all the way, buying candied haws, paper windmills, sugar people, and Wuzhen's characteristic snacks. Ye Ziqin played very happily, like a little girl in the beginning of love.

A tall ancient ginkgo tree appeared in front of the two of them, about twelve or three meters high. The tree stands tall and looks like a hill from a distance, with dragons and tigers standing, magnificent, with a crown like a canopy, and is covered with many wish charms, like safflower, among the green leaves. There are many ancient steles under the tree, and a collection of poems, leaving behind many inscriptions of the ancestors.

Next to the ancient ginkgo is a small temple called "Stone Buddha Temple".

"The four hundred and eighty temples of the Southern Dynasty, how many buildings are in the mist and rain." Ye Ziqin muttered to himself, "This stone Buddhist temple is one of the temples. The ancient ginkgo next to it was planted in the Tang Dynasty. Hundreds of years have passed. ."

Ye Ziqin took Zhuo Bufan and walked to a stall. The one who set up the stall was a little novice monk, "I want to buy a wish charm to hang on the book. You are not allowed to peek."

Waiting for Ye Ziqin's written wish to be stuffed in the red sachet, and then tossed hard, the red thread was wrapped around the branches of the ancient apricot tree, and a trace of crimson appeared on his pretty face, and he gave Zhuo Bufan a shy look.

Zhuo Bufan didn't have divine sense to spy, but now he discovered that Ye Ziqin had such a small woman.

"Well, I will tell you what I wrote in the future. I'm hungry. Let's find a place to eat."

The two found a Chinese restaurant and ordered a few home-cooked dishes to serve. Suddenly a surprised voice sounded from behind: "Sister Ye Zi, Zhuo Bufan, why are you still here?"

A man and two women came from behind, it was Chongmu, Han Xue, and Zhao Qing, but they all changed into normal attire and bought some snacks and souvenirs in their hands.

"Han Xue, are you here, are you eating together?" Ye Ziqin greeted.

"Sister Ye Zi, why are you still here? Third Master Miao is also in Wuzhen. If they see you, you will be over." Han Xue lowered her voice, her face full of anxiety.

Dingmu stood with his chest crossed, and looked at Zhuo Bufan coldly.

I offended Miao Jiangpu. Yesterday, the third master of the Miao family could personally speak to Zhuo Bufan's bad luck. He saw that Zhuo Bufan had a beautiful wife, and he was naturally jealous and hated, wishing Zhuo Bufan to suffer.

"No." Ye Ziqin shook his head, but still said with a smile: "However, thank you anyway."

Han Xue was very anxious, and said seriously: "Oh, don't you think I'm joking. Sanye Miao is the underground boss of Jinzhou, and he is the same."

"San...San Ye." Suddenly, Ding's eyes widened, seeing a group of black clothes and black trousers, the stern bodyguard walked into the restaurant.

A group of people were so scared that they didn't even dare to speak. The leader was Miao Sanye, with Yang Yan standing beside him.

"It's over, you have been discovered." Han Xueqiao's face was pale, and she gritted her silver teeth and glared at Zhuo Bufan, "I let you leave Wuzhen a long time ago, look, now you have been found, it's over."

There was a vicious smile on the corner of Dingmu’s mouth, and he hurried forward and shouted: "San Ye, I am Shao Miao’s friend Dingmu. I saw you last night. The person who injured Shao Miao is here. You must be there for Shao Miao. revenge."

Sanye Miao frowned, glanced at him, and led Yang Yan to Zhuo Bufan's, bending over ninety degrees, and respectfully said: "Miao San has seen Zhuo Erxiao."

"Oh, what are you doing here?" Zhuo Bufan looked indifferent and said lightly to Ye Ziqin.

Standing on the side, Chome opened his mouth and couldn't get it together. The expression on his face was uglier than eating shit. Han Xue and Zhao Qing also opened small cherry mouths, their brains short-circuited.

Didn't Miao Sanye say to kill him, why is he so respectful to him?

Sanye Miao didn't even dare to lift his head. He was terrified and terrified of Zhuo Bufan, and said, "Miao's nephew has offended the second young man because of his eyelessness, and I have cut off his hand to punish him."

As he said, Yang Yan picked up the baggage in his hand, and the cloth on it was stained with dark red blood.

"Don't drive, I'm eating." Zhuo Bufan said lightly.

Yang Yan immediately and respectfully put away the burden, stood aside with Sanye, and bent down. The third master told Yang Yan about Zhuo Bufan's shadow killing, and Yang Yan became more awed and afraid of the young man in front of him.

Ding Mu's face was blue and white, and his head was dizzy. Miao Jiangpu was Sanye Miao's nephew, just like his own son. Just because he offended Zhuo Bufan, he said he would chop his hand?

Zhuo Bufan accompanies Ye Ziqin to eat, Miao Sanye and Yang Yan bent over and stood aside with their bodyguards. This scene was very strange, except for the sound of their eating, others did not dare to kick the atmosphere.

When he finally finished eating, Zhuo Bufan glanced at the person in front of him, but Ye Ziqin suddenly took his arm and said, "My husband, forget it, you have to be forgiving and forgiving."