Zhuo Bufan sighed softly, but there was a hint of doting in his bright eyes, since he met Shi Jian in high school, Shi Jian's mother at that time was seriously ill and had a poor background, almost the same as him, and he helped Shi Jian out of a kind of sympathetic pity or kindness

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But after getting along for two years, Zhuo Bufan regarded the sword not only as his maid, but also as his apprentice.

When he was in the cultivation realm, Zhuo Bufan also accepted a few disciples, but later he went out to experience and unfortunately fell, and since then Zhuo Bufan has never confiscated apprentices.

"Although you have entered the realm of a grandmaster, you must know that this is only the beginning of cultivation, the beginning of everything, there are more rugged and dangerous roads ahead, if you want to climb to the top, you have to go through many difficulties and pains, you need to strengthen your heart in order to go further. ”

Zhuo Bufan rarely showed such a solemn look.

Therefore, the sword that was still blooming with a trace of joy also restrained the smile on his pretty face, pursed his thin lips, like an obedient rabbit, and quietly listened to Zhuo Bufan's teachings.

Zhuo Bufan has worked hard in the cultivation world for three hundred years, experienced countless hardships and dangers, and witnessed countless legends and demonic figures of Tianjiao, but most of those so-called Tianjiao fell early, but some ordinary characters suddenly shined and became top big names.

And these monks who have become big names all have a rock-like heart to seek the Tao, so on the path of cultivation, firm belief is often more important than talent.

"Follow the teachings of the childe. The sword nodded slightly, a look of determination in his eyes.

The two were chatting in the room, when suddenly there was a roar of a locomotive outside, and almost the entire street was blown up.

"Someone's coming for us, it's time to get out. Zhuo Bufan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a sunny smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked out of the room.

The sword squeezed his pink fist, his thin lips hooked a shallow arc, and waved his fist into the air, "Hmph, those people still dare to come to us for trouble, I have to teach them a good lesson." ”

Chinatown is not a very long street, most of them are inhabited by some Chinese people or set up shop here, the roar of locomotives on the street has attracted everyone, and there are a group of young people riding bicycles and strange clothes at both ends of the long streets.

These two groups of people have blocked the streets, and there is a faint atmosphere of murder in the streets.

"It's the people of the Triangular Group, why are there so many, and is there going to be something big going on?" a grocery store owner snorted with some fear.

"I've heard that I came for the old Yanagi restaurant. The owner of another Chinese restaurant said, quietly glancing at the restaurant opposite.

"You don't know yet, Ohara was beaten up yesterday at the old Yanagi's restaurant, so I guess I came to them for revenge. ”

All the merchants on the whole street stood at the door of their houses, looking at Liu Yanlan's restaurant with a little pity and sympathy in their eyes, and then looking at the motorcycle party blocking the street, their eyes were a little hateful and fearful. As one of the three major black factions in Tokyo, the Mitsushigumi manage all the shops in Chinatown, and the so-called 'mercenary money' is actually a protection fee, and the protection fee charged by the Ryukoku people is twice as much as that of Japanese shops, and some even reach three times, and the members of the Trileng Society have been in the shops for a long time

Eating and drinking for nothing, and even bullying merchants, has long made everyone dissatisfied.

These people stayed in Japan to do business for many reasons, and they have long been resentful of being oppressed by the people of the Triangular Group, but the energy of the Triangular Group in Japan is too great, and even the Metropolitan Police Department is in cahoots with the Triangular Society, and everyone usually dares to be angry and dare not speak.

"Mom, those people are here. Liu Jing hadn't gone to school yet, and was standing at the door of the restaurant in a casual suit, her pretty face slightly pale.

Liu Yanlan's eyes also showed a hint of fear and fear, pulled her daughter into her arms, and comforted: "Xiaojing, don't be afraid." ”

"Is this the restaurant?" At this moment, the group of people had already arrived at the door of the restaurant, and a group of people in the dark were blocking the door, and the formation alone was enough to scare people.

Liu Yanlan, the group of people, saw Xiao Yuan at a glance. The person who asked the question was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face standing next to Ohara, wearing a loose gray kimono, stepping on hardboard clogs under his feet, and there was a hint of chill between his eyes.

The middle-aged man with a gloomy face is none other than Kuno Yu's elder brother, Nagano Ike, the leader of the Tokyo Mirangigumi, and one of the overlords of the Megatron Tokyo underworld.

"Team leader, it's this restaurant, there should be two people from the Dragon Kingdom in it, a man and a woman, they injured the eldest brother yesterday. Ohara, bowing his head, said.

It turned out that Kuno Xiong was sent to the hospital yesterday and found that the broken rib had pierced into the lobe of the lung, causing a large amount of bleeding in the internal organs, and he was rescued for a whole night, but he was not saved, so this morning Kuno Chi personally brought someone to the door to ask for the guilt.

Kuno Male is Kunoike's own younger brother, and he was actually killed by a dragon countryman, how could Kunoike not be angry.

And at this time, Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian also walked down from the upstairs, and the two walked to Liu Yanlan's side and glanced at the scene at the door.

"Xiao Fan, these people are all from the triangular group, and that is the leader of the triangular group, Nagano Pond. Liu Yanlan gritted her silver teeth and looked at Zhuo Bufan with some concern. Although she knew that Zhuo Bufan knew martial arts and was not an ordinary person, after all, the other party came with so many people this time, and it was very likely that they came with weapons. Besides, all these problems are caused by the protection fee of her restaurant, if Zhuo Bufan and Shi Jian really have an accident,

Her conscience will be troubled, too.

Zhuo Bufan nodded lightly, but in the face of the menacing group of people, his expression was indifferent.

Kunochi's gaze had already fallen on Zhuo Bufan and Shijian when they came out, and among the slender eyes that narrowed slightly, there was a faint sharp light flashing.

"Mr. Kuno. ”

Suddenly, a group of people walked up the street, led by a middle-aged man with a big belly, shiny hair, wearing a designer suit and an inverted triangular handkerchief in his left breast pocket. Behind the middle-aged man is a group of young boys and girls, who saw Long Jianfeng, Jiang Wei, Nie Ping and others in KTV yesterday, it turned out that these three people made an appointment to come to the restaurant today to have a look, and wanted to know what Zhuo Bufan was cleaned up like yesterday, but I didn't expect to meet the triangular group just over

People blocked Chinatown. As for the obese middle-aged man, it was naturally Long Jianfeng's father, Long Hao, the president of the Chinatown Chamber of Commerce.