Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 16 The Fierce Master Chen
"Zheng Fan, what are you doing? I don't have much money anymore." Xu Wanqing thought that Zheng Fan would go to the hotel to order food and eat at home, so he immediately wanted to teach Zheng Fan to save some money.

Zheng Fan had already served the dishes at this time, put them on the dining table, and said, "This is the leftover ingredients in the refrigerator, and they don't cost money."

"You know how to cook?" Xu Wanqing couldn't believe it when she looked at the delicious dishes in front of her eyes.

After she and Zheng Fan got married, she had never seen Zheng Fan cooking, and this was the first time she saw him cooking.

Zheng Fan smiled and said, "Now you know."

Xu Wanqing watched Zheng Fan stir-fry the dishes, and hummed, "Delicious doesn't mean it's delicious."

"Then you have a taste." With a slight smile on his face, Zheng Fan filled the rice and handed it to Xu Wanqing.

Xu Wanqing picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of shredded meat, put it in the tip of her nose and smelled it.

She still can't believe that Zheng Fan can actually fry vegetables, and the fried dishes exude an attractive fragrance.

"Taste quickly." Seeing Xu Wanqing's reluctance to swallow, Zheng Fan thought that the dishes he cooked were not tasty.

Xu Wanqing swallowed the shredded pork, her eyes seemed to be shining brightly, and said excitedly: "You...you actually cook such a delicious dish."

Seeing Xu Wanqing's appearance, Zheng Fan said speechlessly, "Isn't it just cooking, it's such an exaggeration."

It was only then that Xu Wanqing realized that she had just lost her composure, her face returned to indifferent, and she began to pick up vegetables.

After a while, she had already eaten all the dishes on the table.

It was the first time for Xu Wanqing to eat such delicious dishes. Even the chefs of five-star hotels did not cook as deliciously as Zheng Fan did with the most exquisite ingredients.

After she finished eating, she said to Zheng Fan, "You are such a good cook, why don't you open a restaurant?"

"Why open a shop?" Zheng Fan looked at Xu Wanqing, puzzled.

"Are you going to be called trash all the time?" Xu Wanqing was angry for no reason when she heard Zheng Fan's words.

Zheng Fan heard Xu Wanqing's words and said with a smile, "Why should I care what other people say?"

In his mind, these people are like ants, so why should he care about their opinions.

Xu Wanqing originally had a slight liking for Zheng Fan, but upon hearing Zheng Fan's words, she said disgustedly: "In this world, you can't do anything without money, even if you can fight, it's useless, understand?"

"I understand." Knowing that Xu Wanqing cared about him, Zheng Fan took out tens of thousands of yuan from his pocket, "There is money here, but you don't have a job now, use this little money to do what you like, it's not enough to find me."

"You... where did you get the money?" Xu Wanqing looked at the money Zheng Fan handed over, but did not take it for a long time.

Zheng Fan disappeared mysteriously for three years. When he came back, he had no money and was dressed in strange clothes.

As a result, in just a few days, she had so much money that Xu Wanqing had no choice but to suspect that Zheng Fan ran to do bad things.

Looking at the emotion on Xu Wanqing's face, Zheng Fan knew what she was worried about, and said, "I won't do that to lower my status."

After saying this, Zheng Fan said in a flat tone: "I'm going out, call me if you need anything."

He threw a white note with his cell phone number written on it in front of Xu Wanqing.

Xu Wanqing looked at the back of Zheng Fan leaving, then looked at the tens of thousands of dollars on the table, and the white note, and fell into deep thought.

She could clearly sense that Zheng Fan had changed, but if she had really changed, where did the money on the table come from.

In Xu Wanqing's mind, Zheng Fan doesn't know anything except eating, drinking, and playing. It's impossible to win a lottery ticket as soon as he comes back.

After Zheng Fan went out, he went straight to the deep mountains and dense forests.

He had a faint feeling in his heart that he would definitely get good medicinal materials in the deep mountains and old forests this time.

At this time, in the Zhou family's private ward.

Zhou Zhuangbiao, Zhou Kang, and Yang Yuniang were all blue-faced and covered in bandages.

They were beaten so badly by Zheng Fan that there was not a single part of their bodies that was healthy.

"Mr. Zhou, I have your call." Zhou Zhuangbiao's secretary walked in with a mobile phone.

"Who's calling?" Zhou Zhuangbiao said that it hurts to speak at this time, and his heart was boiling with anger, wishing to kill Zheng Fan, a waste.

"Master Chen is calling." The driver said respectfully.

When Zhou Zhuangbiao heard the words of Master Chen, he was shocked, and immediately stretched out his right hand to grab the phone.

"Ah, it hurts to death." Zhou Zhuangbiao forgot that his whole body was seriously injured, and the moment he stretched out his hand, his whole body felt as if someone had been beaten with a stick.

"Give me the speakerphone." Zhouzhuang Biao said in a cold tone.

The secretary hurriedly put the mobile phone beside Zhouzhuangbiao's bed, pressed the hands-free button, and hurried out of the ward.

He can't listen to some words, and once he hears them, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

"I heard that my apprentice was beaten?" A deep and hoarse male voice came from the other end of the phone.

When Zhou Zhuangbiao faced Master Chen, he didn't have the previous arrogance and arrogance, and said in a low voice, respectfully: "You don't know how domineering that man is, not only beat my son, but also killed our husband and wife. Beat him half to death."

After he said this, a venomous look flashed in his eyes, "That kid even scolded you, saying you are."

When Zhou Zhuangbiao said this, he stopped talking and waited for Master Chen to come to ask questions.

"What am I?" Master Chen on the other end of the phone said with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Small ones don't dare to say." Zhou Zhuangbiao's voice was very low, with a look of fear

"If you have something to say, just say it." Master Chen's tone was cold, even through the phone, Zhou Zhuangbiao and others still felt cold sweat.

"He said...he said that you are a waste, so the apprentice you teach is also a waste." After Zhou Zhuangbiao said this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said to himself: "Zheng Fan, this time I will see how you die .”

When Master Chen heard Zhou Zhuangbiao's words, he laughed angrily, "Hahaha, the younger generation is so courageous now."

After he finished speaking, he continued: "There is still a week before the martial arts meeting in Jiangnan City. I will come back then and meet this arrogant person in person."

After Master Chen finished speaking, he immediately turned off his mobile phone.

After listening to Master Chen's words, Zhou Zhuangbiao grinned and said, "Zheng Fan, if you dare to oppose me, I will make your life worse than death!"

Listening to his father's voice, Zhou Kang said, "Dad, what kind of person is Master Chen? You have always heard that he is very powerful. How powerful is he?"

Zhou Zhuangbiao said with a chuckle: "When you were not born, Master Chen was in our Jiangnan City. He was an overlord. No one dared to fight with him. If anyone dared to disobey Master Chen, he would be tortured to death by Master Chen."

Yang Yuniang smirked and said, "That Zheng Fan, who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, disappeared for three years and learned some superficial kung fu, thinking that he was a drag? I want to see how he begs for mercy like a dog in Master Chen's hands."

Seeing how confident his parents were, Zhou Kang smiled excitedly and said, "I can't wait, I want to see how Zheng Fan died."

(End of this chapter)