Just a few ordinary gangsters, they drank some wine and got on their heads. Although they finally took out a knife, with Zhao Fan's current strength, they were disdainful to attack them.

The powerful mental pressure took only half a second to make the guy sit on the ground as if he had seen a ghost. He watched Zhao Fan take Zhuang Xinyi's cell phone back from the big gold chain, and hug Zhuang Xinyi, who was lying in his arms and crying, strode away.

Zhuang Xinyi is very weak.

Zhao Fan checked her a little, asked a few casually, and then he realized that she had not yet entered the rice for two days.

After taking her to find a porridge shop, after Zhao Fan's strong request, Zhuang Xinyi recovered her spirits.

"Brother Zhao, I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble!"

Zhuang Xinyi, who was a little dazed, gradually calmed down at this time. After watching Zhao Fan thank him, she lowered her head with a sad expression.

"Don't you work in the hospital? Why did you come to Beijing and make this field?"

Zhao Fan nodded with a smile, and then asked curiously.

"I am from the capital. Something happened to my family, so I rushed back to deal with it!"

Zhuang Xinyi's face became more and more gloomy. When she saw Zhao Fan handing over another bowl of porridge, tears fell into the bowl.

Zhao Fan never thought that there was such a coincidence in this world.

This Zhuang Xinyi is actually Zhuang Yumo's real sister.

Although the banker is a big family in the capital and is in modern society, he has a strong sense of favoring boys over girls.

As the eldest son of the banker, Zhuang Yumo has been living a life of luxury since childhood and lives a superior life. If nothing unexpected happens, everything about the banker will be his in the future and has nothing to do with Zhuang Xinyi.

Although Zhuang Xinyi's life has been better than that of ordinary people since childhood, she has always been in a role that is not highly valued in the dealer.

Growing up alone, going to school, choosing to intern in Xiling Hospital far away from the capital...

Although she looks weak, she also has her arrogance in her bones. Such a family has nothing to do with her.

She likes the city of Xiling very much, so she wants to graduate as soon as possible, and then stay in the central hospital to work, work well as a doctor, and spend a simple life.

But sometimes destiny is like this.

Zhuang Yumo died, and almost all three generations of the Zhuangjia died at Zhao Fan's hands.

This incident has taken various processes and has only been heard in her ears now.

After all, she has a blood relationship and many things need to be handled by her.

And the current situation is that no matter how much the dealer prefers boys over girls, from a legal perspective, she has the right to inherit. Even if she doesn't want the dealer's huge industry, she will have her share.

Zhao Fan was a little embarrassed. He didn't know what kind of reaction would be if Zhuang Xinyi knew that his father, uncle and brother were all dead at his hands.

After hesitating for a long time, he asked, "Since this is the case, it is not a bad thing for you, but how could you sleep in the park?"

"My grandpa and the others have never told me what they have been doing over the years, and I have never paid attention to it. After my grandpa and the others died, the only ones who have the right to inherit their family property are my mother and aunt except me."

"They are all honest people, so the processes go smoothly."

"I have my own life. This family has never given me much warmth since I was a child, so I don't want to touch the money. I originally wanted to build a fund to help those in need!"

"It's just that the plan was decided, and a group of people rushed into our homes and said that the dealer's industry reached such a large scale with their support. They also said that our dealer's ancestors have always been doing things for them, so no matter who takes over the dealer's industry, they must continue this matter..."

After Zhuang Xinyi said a few words, Zhao Fan already understood what was going on.

No wonder Zhuang Qinghong and others of the banker have relatively strong strength, no wonder when Zhao Fan kills Zhuang Yumo, a master of Transformation will appear.

This dealer is actually the agent of ancient martial arts forces in the world.

"Does these people dress strangely and look like ancient people in costume films?"

Zhao Fan looked up at Zhuang Xinyi and asked.

"How do you know? It's such a group of people! These people, these people really can kill people..."

"Although my grandfather and the others are gone, there are still many bodyguards at home. I just stopped them for a moment, but these people actually killed them indiscriminately."

"They also said that if they don't listen to them, they will kill me, my mother and aunt!"

When Zhuang Xinyi said this, her pretty face turned pale again, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

Zhao Fan felt soft when he looked at her, and he reached out and patted her shoulder twice to show comfort.

Zhuang Xinyi was really scared. In the capital, she could be said to be lonely and helpless, and no one could help her. Looking at Zhao Fan in front of her, she felt unprecedented stability in her heart. The fear, confusion and grievances that were held in her heart were all vented in an instant, and she lay on Zhao Fan's shoulders, tears were pouring like a spring.

“Did these people say where they come from?”

Zhao Fan was worried that he could not find the people from the ancient martial arts forces. Since he had this clue, he would not let him go no matter who the other party was.

"Qingyan Palace!"

Those people have always spoken this name with great pride. After Zhao Fan asked, Zhuang Xinyi said it without thinking.

"Okay, don't be afraid. I'll deal with this matter!"

Zhao Fan patted her weak back and said softly.

"don't want!"

"Brother Zhao, you have helped me a few times. Don't worry about this matter. I can't let you be targeted by these people because of my affairs! They are too powerful. The bodyguards at home are all invited by my grandfather and father at high prices. In front of those people, they don't even have the ability to fight back."

"After something happened at home, I called the police. It's just that time has passed, and the police haven't even found out any information about these people."

"Brother Zhao, I am already very satisfied to see you. No matter what, my surname is Zhuang, and I have the blood of the banker. I can only solve this problem. I have no interest in that money. Since they want it, I will give it to them."

Zhuang Xinyi looked panicked, raised her head and waved her hands at Zhao Fan constantly, and said in an extremely anxious tone.

"This matter is actually my responsibility and I owe you. I will arrange a room for you later. You can have a good sleep first, and I will contact you by phone tomorrow!"

No matter what, Zhuang Qinghong, Zhuang Siyuan, and Zhuang Simiao are all relatives of Zhuang Xinyi. Although they have the way to die, they died at the hands of Zhao Fan. To put it seriously, he is Zhuang Xinyi's enemy.

Zhao Fan didn't know if he would have any interaction with this simple girl in the future, and he had no intention of telling this matter, but no matter whether there was any matter between the Tianlong Academy and the ancient martial arts forces, he would decide to help Zhuang Xinyi solve this matter.

After opening the room, Zhao Fan just wanted to leave when Zhuang Xinyi grabbed the corner of her clothes. Although Zhuang Xinyi was hesitant and was a little difficult to say, Zhao Fan could see that there was still no dissipation in her eyes.

After softening his heart, he sat by the bed and watched her fall asleep, and then quietly left here.

After driving back, the Gu family had already arranged all the people, and only Mo Feng was still waiting for him in the living room. After talking about the situation casually, Zhao Fan mentioned the matter about Qingyan Palace and wanted to seek Mo Feng's opinion.

"The Qingyan Palace is in the middle of the ancient martial arts forces. In the battle thirty years ago, most of their masters were lost, and most of the remaining were seriously injured."

"Thirty years have passed, and many things are unpredictable, but the probability of a master of this force appearing in this force is not high, because among the people who participated in the war, there were no amazing people who deserve special attention."

"But the young master has that gun in his hand, even if the other party has a great master, it is not worth worrying. Moreover, tomorrow the master of the Holy Court and the new master of the Tantric Academy, Dorje, will arrive. In addition, Master Pratyekabuddha, and Master Yunlong, there should be no problem in solving them."

The people from Tianlong Courtyard were constantly rushing to arrive, and Mo Feng was confident. When he heard Zhao Fan talk, he not only didn’t have much worry, but he was eager to try.

"Okay, then wait until tomorrow, after you get all your hands, you will cut off one of the ancient martial arts forces' hands!"

Zhao Fan nodded and confirmed the matter.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword Sect has been destroyed in name only, the great master of Mingxin Temple has died, and the Huangfu family has also suffered a great loss at his and Mo Feng's hands. The strength of the ancient martial arts forces has been greatly weakened.

If the Qingyan Palace can be solved tomorrow, even if the Tianlong Academy is now less powerful than before, it will have the ability to fight this strength head-on.

Seeing Zhao Fan climbing upstairs to rest under Gu Bochong's leadership, Mo Feng, sitting on the sofa, felt that everything was so unreal.

He didn't expect that a big battle that had no hope had actually taken such a big turn in such a short day.

All of this has nothing to do with Zhao Fan.

"Zhao Kaiyang, although it was because of you that our Tianlong Courtyard was divided and declined from now on. But your son paid off everything you owe us back in a short time!"

Mo Feng looked at the sky outside the window, as if he saw the person who was highly anticipated by everyone in the Tianlong Courtyard back then. The expression on his face was a little complicated. He sighed lightly and said in a low voice.

As soon as the sky was dawn, the sound of the car engine sounded outside the house. Half an hour later, Gu Bochong and Mo Feng who went out to pick up the people had already turned around.

Getting off the car was a middle-aged woman over 50 years old.

Without anyone introducing it, Zhao Fan had already confirmed that this person was Wei Xiangyun, the head of the Holy Court.

Wei Xiangyun has fair skin, almost no wrinkles on her face, and she is dressed very well, with a kind smile on her face. She is a very friendly person.

Behind her, there were four people, two men and two women, both in their thirties. These people are those who are unrestrained and have a bit of ambiguous smiles, but they don’t feel like they are difficult to touch.

The five people who got out of the other car were all middle-aged people in their thirties.

They were lama's outfits, purple-red monk's skirts, and long as their feet. They wore a vest on the upper body and a purple-red cassock that was twice and a half-long.

These people looked a little tired, and the person in the leader seemed a little shy in front of Mo Feng.

The former escort of the Tantric Academy is already dead, this person is Dojicitan, who recently took over as the escort...
Chapter completed!