Chapter Eight Hundred and Twentieth Eight: The King Does Not See the King

Tong Ling, Fu Shengjie, Zhang Mengmeng and others stood there dumbfounded, watching Zhuo Bufan and Liao Wen leave the auction site.

"Brother, are you okay?" Fu Shengjie walked over quickly, trying to help Fu Shengxue up.

"Step aside."

Who knew that Fu Shengjie pushed him away, stared at Zhuo Bufan's leaving back with cold eyes, wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he was the youngest of the Fu family, and he was the number one general beside Master Mu. I have suffered such a loss in my hand.

What's more, he suffered a loss in front of Miss Mu's family, and he couldn't swallow this tone in his heart.

"Miss, do you want me to send someone now..."

There was a trace of coldness in Fu Shengxue's eyes, the meaning was obvious, but although Zhuo Bufan was a master of martial arts, they all had guys in their hands, no matter how advanced the martial arts were, they were afraid of bullets.

When Zhuo Bufan left, Mu Wanqing felt the pressure on her body disappear, stood up slowly, and said coldly: "No need."

"But..." Fu Shengjie clenched his fists, burning with anger. He had never suffered this kind of loss, and the other party even used some means to make Mu Wanqing kneel down. He absolutely couldn't spare that kid.

"No but, no one is allowed to speak out about today's matter." Mu Wanqing warned, and then strode towards the door. Mu Wanqing's eyes were slightly dignified. Fu Shengjie is also a master of martial arts. She was trained by her father himself, and she can be regarded as her father's apprentice. She once heard her father say that with Fu Shengxue's current skills, he can deal with twenty ordinary people. No one is a problem, but she didn't even see clearly just now

, Fu Shengjie flew out.

But Zhuo Bufan's words just now made her feel the pressure like a thousand pounds, making her kneel on the ground.

All this shows that the other party is not an ordinary person, he is probably a martial arts master, even a grand master like his father. Sitting in the car, Mu Wanqing looked through the car window at the splendid buildings on both sides of the road like a streamer of golden belt, and immediately shook her head, "He is so young, he should not be a grandmaster, my father said that a grandmaster is like Long, people who can become martial arts masters must be at least middle-aged, maybe the other party

It's just the level of the peak of dark energy. "

"Hmph, no matter what, if you dare to make me kneel down, I will definitely make you look good."

Thinking of this, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but gritted her teeth, but it's best to tell her father about this matter.

When Mu Wanqing walked into the mansion, Mu Chaozong was practicing martial arts in the back garden. Although he is now a hero in the field and worth tens of billions of assets, Mu Chaozong was born in martial arts. Forget it because he learned martial arts.

Therefore, whether it is hot summer or cold winter, Mu Chaozong will practice martial arts in the courtyard at night.

'puff'

Mu Chaozong slapped an old willow tree with a slap, the tree body trembled slightly, the willow leaves withered, and when the palm was moved away, a palm print could be seen, finely detailed.

"dad."

"Well, Xiaoqing is back." Mu Chaozong has only one daughter under his knees and no other children, so he dotes on and loves Mu Wanqing extremely.

Mu Chaozong was wearing a white exercise uniform, with slight sweat on his forehead. He was not tall, with a beard on his chin, but his eyes gave people a sharp feeling, but seeing his precious daughter come back, the sharpness naturally became The color of tenderness.

However, Mu Chaozong quickly noticed that his daughter's complexion seemed to be ugly and she was in a bad mood, so he couldn't help frowning and said, "Xiaoqing, why are you upset? Does anyone dare to bully my Mu Chaozong's daughter?"

"Well, I was bullied today." Mu Wanqing nodded with a sad face.

Although she is an underground queen, she is his daughter in Mu Chaozong's eyes, and facing Mu Chaozong, Mu Wanqing also turned into a little girl, showing an aggrieved expression.

Mu Chaozong was stunned for a moment, he just said casually, he didn't expect his daughter to be bullied, his thick eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, his face was full of arrogance, and Jiangbeihu's domineering spirit was immediately revealed.

Mu Chaozong went from a martial arts apprentice to a dock worker, and then he conquered Jiangbei's huge iron barrel step by step. No one in Jiangbei would dare to bully his daughter, even the sons of some big families from other provinces would not dare to be presumptuous to his daughter.

"Who is so bold to bully my daughter?" Mu Chaozong snorted coldly.

Mu Wanqing told about today's events in detail, and when Mu Chaozong listened to it, his brows became more and more concentrated, and finally his whole face became gloomy.

"Dad, he not only took the necklace away, but also forced me to kneel down. I have never been humiliated like this since I was a child. You must avenge me." Mu Wanqing said aggrievedly.

Mu Chaozong sighed, raised his head, looked at the silver moon in the dark night, his slightly narrowed eyes were shining brightly, "He should be Zhuo Bufan!"

"I seem to have heard them say that his name is Zhuo Bufan." Mu Wanqing was somewhat suspicious. She had never seen her father with such a dignified expression. The last time she saw her father was from the Northeast Qinglong Gang, but her father chased away.

"It really is him, a teenager in his teens who overwhelms Jiangnan and is known as the Young King of Jiangnan." Mu Chaozong snorted coldly and said slowly.

"It's really him?"

Mu Wanqing's eyes widened, she should have thought of it long ago, but Zhuo Bufan suppressed Jiangnan at the beginning, and then suddenly disappeared, even his subordinate Chu Tian and others were killed, and he didn't show up.

"But as the saying goes, the king doesn't see the king, he came to Jiangbei suddenly, could it be..." Mu Wanqing frowned.

"You want to say whether he came after me." Mu Chaozong snorted coldly: "No matter whether he came after me or not, if he dares to bully my daughter, I will never forgive him."

Mu Chaozong said, pondering:

"Besides, my plan should be implemented, just start with him."

Mu Chaozong ruled Jiangbei fifteen years ago. At that time, he wanted to push Jiangnan horizontally, but he was counterattacked by Jiangnan's underground forces, and some big Jiangnan families obstructed him. Besides, there were Chu Tian and others in Jiangnan at that time. A separatist regime is like loose sand that cannot be recovered.

Now that he has been keeping a low profile for fifteen years, he already has enough capital to enter the south of the Yangtze River. Now that the dragons in the south of the Yangtze River have no leader, it is an excellent time.

However, the appearance of Zhuo Bufan gave Mu Chaozong a reassurance. Zhuo Bufan used to be known as the young king of Jiangnan. If Zhuo Bufan defeated him, who would dare to oppose him when he settled in Jiangnan.

"You inform me that in three days, please invite the leaders of all the big families and forces in Jiangbei and Jiangnan to gather." Mu Chaozong's eyes showed two cold lights.

"Well, I'll ask someone to notify you immediately." Mu Wanqing nodded.

When she returned to the room, she waved her fist and beat the air.

"Hmph, Zhuo Bufan, what's so great about you, my dad will definitely take care of you for me." Mu Wanqing snorted softly.

However, she immediately thought that Zhuo Bufan was young enough to dominate the south of the Yangtze River in his teens, becoming the young king of the south of the Yangtze River, and also a master of martial arts. Objectively speaking, the eldest son of the big family she had met, the young master, No one has extraordinary ability and ability. Mu Wanqing shook her head suddenly, realizing that she was thinking inexplicably, and said bitterly: "No matter what, you have to pay the price for bullying Miss Ben."