"Mr. Lin, everyone has their own lifestyle. You can't see others like this, you will have malice."

The storm was pulling Lin Fan, hoping to convince him with sincere and kind words and not to provoke more people because of impulse.

For example, he is low-key and kind, and has a lot of friends all over the world. Although he can't borrow money from them, he feels that his style of doing things is very good.

After so many years of being in trouble, there are not many enemies.

In his words, this is the change of a man who has passed the age of forty.

Mature and responsible.

At the same time, he has a sense of awe of society.

Lin Fan looked at Feng Boliu and said helplessly: "Why do I feel that you are so brave?"

"I'm timid?" Feng Boliu stared at his eyes and pointed his finger at himself. This was the most funny sentence he had ever heard in his life. He wanted to ask Lin Fan, do you know who I, Feng Boliu?

Do you know what ruthless things I have done before?

Do you know that I was a famous ruthless character before?

"Well, it feels like this." Lin Fan nodded, not wanting to say anything more about this, but such a combination is also good, one is bold and the other is timid. He can have time to calm down when making decisions and think about what he will face next.

He admitted that Zhao Bufan had a very arrogant family background, but this is not a reason to be beaten. He could not be killed, but he would definitely be beaten.

He did not mean that he was rich or envious.

This is definitely not the case.

Instead, he sees that the other party is young and relies on his family background to be so rampant, which has a deformed change in his future life development. Therefore, he has the responsibility and obligation to educate the other party well, so as not to get deeper and go astray in the abyss.

As far as he is concerned about the problem, how can he understand his good intentions?

He doesn't understand.

Do you understand?

Zhao Bufan already has three followers around him. Among these three followers, they are quite old, and they look at least fifty years old, or even more than just.

Cultivating to the level of a junior master at this age shows that they are not very talented and have not many opportunities.

Even if I come here, I'm afraid I'll just have a look.

Now that Mr. Zhao jumped out and threw out such a great temptation, how could these people bear it?

But more people are from all parties and are just watching this, but more people do not fight or make trouble. After all, the Zhao family is indeed very powerful and they cannot afford to offend them, even their sects cannot afford to offend them.

The storm looked at Zhao Bufan with nostrils facing the sky, feeling helpless. Why do you want this? Do you know that your high profile has attracted someone's attention?

But you don’t know that you are still emitting the rampant that only wealthy families are qualified to exude.

He looked at the surrounding situation and said that Mr. Zhao was not strong enough, or it could be described as a waste. According to common sense, there will definitely be masters when going out with this status.

But some people are very strange.

They don’t need the protection of their masters when they go out, and they just walk outside arrogantly, using their family background or wealth to seduce those people.

It took a long time.

Mr. Zhao felt relieved and left here with three people who were stumbling with him.

Although his actions here made many people feel that this son was a little arrogant, it was not unreasonable. If they were the Zhao family’s sons, they might be even more arrogant than Zhao.

"Let's follow, let's follow." Lin Fan said.

When he was at the door, Mr. Zhao showed his amazing scene again, writing an IOU and going to the Zhao family to get money. It was so domineering and powerless.

In the face of a truly wealthy family, the market has made a step back and broken the rules.

"Young Master Zhao, do we need to send someone to protect you from leaving?"

Zhao Bufan sneered and said, "No, I, Zhao Bufan, have never needed protection from others when I go out, or you are worried that you want to send someone to the Zhao family to get money, are you afraid that I will lose money?"

"No, absolutely not."

"There is no better, otherwise I will underestimate my Zhao family." Zhao Bufan smiled and directly took the three newly recruited younger brothers out.

This is something that cannot be envied.

Lin Fan also wanted to do such things on credit, but his ability was limited, so he might not give him face. After all, he was too weak. If he was a little stronger, this would definitely not have happened.

Going outside.

This car of wealth is not his, and it was taken away by people from the market.

He felt that the wealth was used too quickly and had not been heated up in his hands. It was really helpless to send it out like this.

"Hold it, it's better to wear it later." Feng Boliu took out three masks. This was bought last time and took them with him. He thought he wouldn't use them, but he didn't expect that he would really use them today.

"This thing..." Lin Fan was helpless. Does the mask pull the head? He actually doesn't like wearing masks very much, but judging from the current situation, not wearing masks can scare the storm to death.

Outside the outskirts of Chengdu.

A luxurious carriage was slowly driving on the official road.

Mr. Zhao would not stay in Rongcheng, but had another purpose. Three accompanying entourages drove carriages, and some were on horseback on both sides.

For them, it is very good to be able to climb the Zhao family boat.

Even if Zhao Bufan doesn't look very good, he is still the Zhao family's son. As long as they need it, Zhao can definitely bring some help to them and improve their cultivation.

There is nothing we can do about this.

There are two shortcuts to practice. One is to join a sect, but this requires time to wait slowly. The sect needs loyalty and is very competitive. It is not something you can do whatever you want.

The other is to devote yourself to the aristocratic family.

Whether their strength can be improved means whether the master can have greater room for activity, so if they want to improve their cultivation, Mr. Zhao will definitely help.

It just takes a bigger price.

Not only loyalty, but also dignity, personality, and behavior that goes against your will.

Inside the carriage.

Zhao Bufan was lying there, holding a long cigarette pole in his hand, and a small bottle in his other hand. He unscrewed the bottle cap and poured something into the small hole of the cigarette pole. What was spilled out of the bottle was golden powder.

This is an extremely precious thing. Inhaled into the body, it can not only make people feel excited, but also enhance their meridians and body.

The only sequelae is addiction.

"Comfortable." Zhao Bufan took a deep breath and showed a comfortable face. It would be better if there was a young and beautiful maid pinching his legs aside. It was a pity that he didn't like to take people when he was out. When he arrived at the next city, he could find some good women to accompany him to spend this boring time.

When I picked up the teacup and prepared to take a sip, the carriage paused suddenly and the tea sprinkled on my body.

"What's going on?" Mr. Zhao lifted the curtain and asked angrily.

If you can't handle the small matter of driving a carriage well, what else can you do? It's really a big deal.

"Young Master Zhao, someone blocked the way forward." Qin Tai, the bearded man, said vigilantly.

"Huh?" Zhao Bufan looked and found that there were three men wearing masks standing there waiting quietly, looking very unhappy.

"Young Master Zhao, let us resolve this matter." Qin Tai said. Since he was with Youth Master Zhao, he naturally had to perform well.

They are all the early stages of the little masters and think they are very strong.

Zhao Bufan waved impatiently: "Well, solve it quickly, don't dare to stop my master's carriage if you have any cats or dogs."

After saying this.

Mr. Zhao retracted into the carriage and continued to enjoy the days that were like a god for him.

Bang!

Bang!

Soon, an extremely violent vibration sound came from outside, with a loud shaking sound and an extremely dull sound, but Zhao Bufan was very satisfied.

The three newly recruited thugs are pretty good, and they are of little use for the time being.

It is not enough to just bring it back to the Zhao family, but if he is loyal enough to make him happy, he doesn't mind training it well.

It is not difficult to cultivate the peak powerhouses of the little master with the ability of the Zhao family.

Soon, the movements outside disappeared and everything became very quiet.

"Is it over?" Zhao Bufan lay lazily there, squinting his eyes, occasionally listening to the movement outside, "Since it's over, let's go."

The curtain was lifted.

Zhao Bufan turned around, but suddenly, he saw a palm grabbing him, grabbing his head directly, and dragging him out of the carriage.

"Let go, let go of me." Mr. Zhao roared. He is the grand Zhao family, especially if he can say that I, Mr. Zhao, will pay for the purchase tonight. How can I suffer such a domineering thing?

With a bang.

Zhao Bufan fell to the ground, his makeup was a little embarrassed, and he glared at the masked man in front of him: "Who are you? You are so bold. I am the young master of the Zhao family. Do you don't want to live anymore?"

He looked at the situation around him and the three thugs who were attracted were all knocked into a deep pit at this time. He didn't know how to live or die, but it was completely useless.

how so.

Aren’t these guys all the little masters and powerful people?
To be continued...