Master of the city

"Come on, everyone is rubbish. What do I feed you for?"

Seeing his subordinates standing there and watching each other, no one dared to step forward. Jin Jianjun was so angry. He would like to throw these bastards out one by one.

"I said, sir. Shall I help the old fox? Although I don't like him very much, it's not good to let him burn to death. "

Zhang Fan, with a small shovel, looked on coldly. When you talk, it's full of ridicule.

"Help me! Xiao you, help me

How can Ling Daoji allow Jin Jianjun to command Zhang Fan? I used the tone changed voice to shout out first.

"Good old fox, you asked me to save you. Don't think I'm tough. "

Zhang Fan said, went forward two steps to Ling Daoji's front, swung up the small shovel in his right hand, and cut it down according to Ling Daoji's right shoulder.

The shovel was not very sharp. But it's totally different under the blessing of Zhang Fan's terrible power. The audience only heard a "click", followed by Ling Daoji's half tone scream which had changed the tone.

With a click, half of Ling Daoji's white boned right arm fell to the ground. At the moment of landing, the fire on that arm soared and wrapped it up.

Only ten seconds later, the Yin fire went out completely, leaving only a piece of skin and bone on the ground.

And Ling Daoji had turned his eyes and fell on the ground.

The pain of broken arms is not something ordinary people can afford.

"Call the ambulance to cure master Ling quickly!"

Seeing Zhang Fan cut off Ling Daoji's arm with a shovel, Jin Jianjun finally came back and yelled at the people around him. He quickly called for a car.

"When you call the car, the old man will be dead."

Zhang Fan sneered. The small shovel on the handle rubbed against Ling Daoji's robe, and Ling Daoji's robe was suddenly rubbed red.

Then Zhang Fan put the shovel aside, took out the needle sleeve from his arms, took out a few silver needles, and quickly thrust them into the acupoints of Ling Daoji's right shoulder.

The large open wound of the broken arm was originally in the continuous external blood spurting. Zhang Fan so a few silver needle down. The blood flow stopped quickly. But there are still some flowing out slowly. Looking at the trend, there will be no death in a short time.

"Little brother, do you know acupuncture?"

See Zhang Fan touch out the silver needle to rescue Ling Daoji, Jin Jianjun's eyes are almost out of his eyes. Zhang Fan's previous performance was really vulgar, which made it impossible to connect him with the doctor who knew the art of Qihuang.

"What's wrong with acupuncture? We martial arts practitioners must be injured. After the injury, I always have to deal with it. You can't go anywhere with a scalpel and a lot of pills, can you? Acupuncture is of course the most cost-effective and convenient. Do you think that our martial arts students are just foolishly trained with developed limbs? "

Zhang Fan in the effort of speaking, while from Ling Daoji's body down his silver needle, while micro imperceptible with his hand to Ling Daoji's wound played a few times.

Although the old man can't die now, it doesn't mean he can't use some means on him. Between the fingers, Zhang Fan has put the wire into Ling Daoji's body. In the future, if you want to find out something from him, if you dare not, brother fan will let him taste the power of poisonous insects.

"I said, uncle Jin, are we going to dig the vine demon? Now all the mages you invited are finished. If you really want to dig out a monster, who can clean it up? I can't do anything with monsters. But I think it's interesting. You don't have to be making trouble. The grapevine monster may be the ghost of this thing. "

He got up and put away the silver needle. Zhang Fanshun took the Yin Fire skeleton from the ground and weighed it in his hand.

His action made Jin Jianjun and others tremble. Just now, Ling Daoji was burned by the black fire after taking this thing. But they seem to have overlooked one point. At the beginning, when Zhang Fan dug out the Yin Fire skeleton, the skeleton didn't respond to Zhang Fan.

Of course, it was for the sake of Yin Ling Daoji at that time, so Zhang Fan asked Yin Huo skeleton not to show his evil appearance. Now that Ling Daoji has been overcast, it's time to let the skeleton show his evil face, so that Zhang fan can make Wei.

The skeleton of Yin fire was weighed twice by Zhang Fan in his hand, and the same black fire came out of the seven orifices and burned to Zhang Fan's hand.

Everyone present, including bassoon, was shocked. However, Zhang Fan at this time "ha" of a big drink. With his cheers. The Yin Fire attached to his right hand exploded and dissipated in the air.

"Sir..."

Bassoon, the first, couldn't hold back. After sipping his lips, he cried out.

"It's a relief. With this support, you will be stronger than before. There's nothing you can do with such devious things. "Zhang Fan said and threw the Yin Fire skeleton in his hand. And that Yin Fire skeleton is really clever a lot, there is no more yin fire on it.

At this moment, not only bassoon nodded and his face was full of admiration, but also Chen Kaixuan, who followed him over there, was shocked and envied.

Chen Kaixuan practices Taijiquan. Taijiquan itself belongs to neijiaquan. After deep skill training, it can produce an inner strength. Chen Kaixuan has also practiced to this extent. But what Zhang Fangang just showed is not the so-called inner strength, but inner Qi. The so-called inner strength is more like a skill, a feeling, but the inner Qi is already a kind of real Qi, and the roar of Zhang Fan Zhen's dispersing the black fire has clearly reached the level of inner Qi's outward expansion.

Chen Kaixuan's attainments on this point alone are out of reach.

"Little brother, this, this thing..."

Jin Jianjun points the Yin Fire skeleton in Zhang Fan's hand with one finger, and his eyes keep turning. This Yin Fire skeleton is a treasure. No one doesn't like baby. Especially on Hong Kong Island, where Feng Shui is popular.

"What? What do you want, Mr. king? Then you go on

Zhang Fan didn't mean to be stingy. Seeing Jin Jianjun's hesitation, Zhang Fan made a throwing action directly, trying to throw the Yin Fire skeleton towards Jin Jianjun.

Jin Jianjun suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, shaking his hands and head like a rattle.

"No, you don't want to, little brother. If you like, just keep it for yourself."

It's a joke. Jin Jianjun likes treasure, but he doesn't want to die for a treasure.

"Oh, since you said so, I'm not respectful."

Zhang Fan laughed and put the skeleton into his pocket.

I thought that there would be some trouble in taking back the skeleton. But I didn't expect that I would take it back to my pocket so blatantly. Moreover, Jin Jianjun is still a little grateful.

"Well Mr. king, is our inquiry over today? If you think that grape vine is a real eyesore, I'll pull it out for you. "

Zhang Fan said langdangly, looking back at the grape vine. In fact, it's very good for Zhang Fan to put such a dead tree here. It can continue to damage the feng shui of this floor. However, since it has been exposed, it doesn't matter whether we keep it or not. Anyway, it will be eradicated sooner or later.

Jin Jianjun waved his hand and said he didn't need it. Then he warmly invited Zhang Fan to his office.

At this time, in Jin Jianjun's eyes, Zhang Fan's status was completely different from that just now. Zhang Fan was just a little trick before, but now he is a real God.

Jin Jianjun knew that the unpleasantness had created a gap between them. He has now begun to think about how to make up for their relationship.

"Isn't it good for Mr. king to go to your office? I think it's a good place to treat guests. It's full of monsters and blood. "

Zhang Fan is still the sharp tongue.

"Little brother, you're joking. We've all misunderstood before. I believe that you can't be a gangster in our building. Come on, let's go to my office upstairs."

With that, Jin Jianjun took the initiative to hold Zhang Fan's hand and went to the elevator.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan did not shirk.

What he can touch now is just the periphery of Jinxin building. Although the club is secret, it is absolutely impossible to shake the Fengshui foundation of Jinxin film. The layout of this building is very fine, and there must be an eye in it. Zhang Fan suspected that the so-called array eye should be above the 60th floor.

Took the elevator to the 60th floor, and then changed to another elevator, to the 63rd floor.

The 63rd floor here is very big. There are different rooms. It has to be said that Jin Jianjun's life is also very luxurious. In these rooms, it's very similar to the club on the 49th floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, Zhang Fan saw two rows of beautiful girls kneeling on the left and right sides of the elevator door. When he saw the elevator door open, the two rows of girls immediately bowed down and looked like the owner. The mouth is shouting "welcome the host to come back" this kind of sounds slightly shameful words.

"I said, Mr. king, you really enjoy it. I think the club on the 49th floor is already very good. Let's look at you It's for you. It turns out that this is the life of the rich. I envy it. "

Standing at the entrance of the elevator, Zhang Fan looked around for 4 weeks and kept hitting his mouth. This exclamation is really from the heart. Although he is a rich man now, he really can't compare with Mr. Jin.