When Fu Ze and others left, Lin Fan also noticed their group. He could clearly sense that there were four masters next to Fu Ze, all of whom had Qi Jin cultivation. The old man was the strongest among the four.
, the breath is long and steady, and it is obvious that he has stayed in the Qi Jin stage for more than a year or two. The three young people next to him also have Qi Jin cultivation. Although they are not as solid as the old man, they are all solid Qi after all.
Master Jin, a master of Qi Jin who can hurt people even by flying flowers and picking leaves.
This was the first time that Lin Fan saw so many ancient warriors of Qi Jin. He frowned slightly and said to himself: "There are actually so many masters in this family?"
Zhao Zheng next to him heard this, took a look, his face changed, pointed at the backs of Fu Ze and others and said: "Master Lin, the old man next to Fu Ze should be their family's enshrined Tu Lao, but the one walking in the front
Those three people are not from the Fu family. Judging from the wristbands on their wrists, they should be from the Dragon Group. Only people from the Dragon Group have those kind of wristbands. No one dares to fake them."
"Dragon Group?" Lin Fan frowned. He didn't expect to see the members of the Dragon Group so quickly. He had only heard Gu Chengyuan mention this powerful organization before. Now it seems that the Dragon Group has a strong foundation. It's just three people.
Young people around ten years old actually have the cultivation level of Qi Jin Master. From this, it seems that there must be many masters hiding dragons and crouching tigers in the Dragon Group. Lin Fan's current strength is far from being able to ignore the Dragon Group.
"Zhao Zheng, please go back first, I'll go do something." Lin Fan waved his hand and said.
The strength of the Dragon Group made Lin Fan fearful, but it would not change his decision. Lin Fan was determined to get this Golden Cicada Fruit, and he would get it no matter what.
Zhao Zheng raised his hands in a very sensible manner and said, "Master Lin, don't worry, I promise not to say a word about what happened today. I'm leaving first. I wish Master Lin all the best."
"Yes." Lin Fan nodded slowly and said, "I will return the unused money that was transferred to my account just now, and I will come to thank you in person another day."
Zhao Zheng quickly said seriously: "Master Lin is serious. It is our honor to be able to help Master Lin. I will take my leave now."
"Um."
Zhao Zheng left Yunshang Yaotai alone. He could guess what Lin Fan was going to do next. The fewer people knew about this kind of thing, the better. Especially now that people from the Dragon Group were involved, things became even more complicated.
It was serious, so he definitely wouldn't ask more questions. However, Lin Fan's status in Zhao Zheng's mind was invisibly higher. Before, Zhao Zheng only knew that Lin Fan was powerful but didn't know how powerful he was. Now he saw that Lin Fan was thoughtful.
To snatch the Golden Cicada Fruit from the hands of the Fu family's worshipers and three members of the Dragon Group, this means that the four of them combined cannot pose a threat to Lin Fan. From this, it seems that Lin Fan's strength is more terrifying than Zhao Zheng imagined.
After Zhao Zheng left the box, Lin Fan did not stay and then walked out of the box.
Lin Fan is not worried that Zhao Zheng will talk nonsense. Firstly, he does not have the courage. Secondly, Zhao Zheng is just a gangster in the end. How much weight can his empty words without evidence carry?
After walking out of the box, Lin Fan watched Ling Xuefei and Qiqi leave, and then went downstairs and walked out of Yunshang Yaotai. During this period, Lin Fan kept locking Fu Ze's position with his consciousness. After walking out of Yunshang Yaotai, he opened the door
The car followed Fu Ze's car all the way.
Zheng Jie was driving Fu Ze's black Bugatti Veyron convertible supercar in front. Tu Aokun was sitting in the co-pilot, holding his shoulders and closing his eyes to relax. Fu Ze was sitting in the back seat, playing with the box containing the golden cicada fruit.
The three Dudu people followed behind in a red Raptor Jeep.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening and close to eleven o'clock in the evening, and there were not many vehicles on the road, so Fu Ze and others had a smooth journey and drove very fast.
More than twenty minutes later, when Zheng Jie was driving through an intersection, a large truck with a dump truck suddenly rushed out from beside him.
"Squeak!"
After the large truck ran a red light and rushed out of the intersection, it crossed directly in the middle of the road and blocked Zheng Jie. Zheng Jie was startled and hurriedly stepped on the brakes. The tires of the Bugatti Veyron died instantly, causing several obvious scratches on the road.
There were ruts and the truck stopped two or three meters in front of it.
"Do you know how to drive? Damn it! Are your eyes growing on your butt?"
Sudden braking, Zheng Jie rushed forward, his head hit the steering wheel, and he suddenly got a big bump. When he raised his head, Zheng Jie rubbed his forehead and cursed loudly.
After all, Zheng Jie was driving and was somewhat prepared. Fu Ze, who was sitting in the back seat, was completely unprepared. Under the influence of inertia, he jumped forward and almost fell out of the car. His upper body had already thrown forward.
On the driver's seat, my lower body was still slumped in the back, and I was in a terrible state. I struggled to straighten up and then blushed and cursed loudly, "I'm a fool." After I finished cursing, I felt dizzy and nauseated.
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Tu Aokun was different. After all, he was a master of Qi Jin. He could still sit calmly under such a sudden sudden braking. If nothing else, this move alone could be considered a skill.
Fu Ze and Zheng Jie, two idiots, were still cursing angrily. Tu Aokun had already opened his eyes, lowered his arms, and stared at the large truck lying on the road in front of him. His intuition told him this
It's not as simple as a simple accident.
Behind, the Raptor Jeep also braked suddenly and stopped behind Fu Ze and others. The driver, Zhui Ba, also honked the horn twice.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't notice it was a red light. I immediately backed up the car." A middle-aged man wearing a cap and blue overalls with dark skin jumped out of the big truck and rushed towards Zhao Zheng.
The side said with a smile.
"Bang!"
Zheng Jie opened the car door and got out of the car, walked to the front with an angry face, pushed the middle-aged man hard, pointed at the other man's nose and cursed: "Are you so damn blind? What if you can afford this tens of millions of sports cars?"
Can you afford to pay for the damage?"
The middle-aged man took out a box of Hibiscus King from his pocket with his greasy hands, took out one and sent it to Zheng Jie, still smiling and saying: "Brother, look, nothing is wrong now, it's true."
No, it's my fault, I apologize to you."
"Snapped!"
Zheng Jie slapped away the cigarette handed to him by the middle-aged man and said disdainfully: "Who the hell smokes a piece of junk like you!"
The middle-aged man was not angry either. He still had a smile on his face. He put his right hand around Zheng Jie's neck and said, "Brother, calm down..."
As he spoke, a hint of cruelty suddenly flashed in the middle-aged eyes. A sharp blade appeared in the hand holding Zheng Jie's hand. When the blade appeared in his hand, there was no change in the middle-aged face.
, still apologizing with a good attitude: "Brother, this is my fault, I will pay for it..."
As he spoke, the middle-aged man flipped his right wrist, and the blade instantly fell on Zheng Jie's neck. Then with a faint smile on his lips, he casually cut Zheng Jie's throat.