"Uncle..." Zhao Fan felt guilty and said with a smile: "Don't you claim that you don't use this thing?"

My great-uncle said coldly: "I borrowed the phone from the villager's house down the mountain. Don't do this with me. When I change the subject, you will still be chasing the she-wolf to drink milk."

"Hey, old man." Zhao Fan was no longer polite and said speechlessly: "Give me some face, it's so big."

"Oh, that's not polite." My uncle said disdainfully, "Now that you are really old, you don't even listen to my words, right?"

Zhao Fan hesitated for a long time and said, "I want to know my life experience. This feeling is really painful, like being handcuffed on a fire."

"Forget it, how far has the investigation gone?" asked my uncle.

Zhao Fan felt something in his heart. Was he supporting himself? He lowered his voice and recounted what he had found in the four Zhao family branches, especially the No. 6 Zhao family, in the past few days.

"You are smart, you don't have the brain to act impulsively. Otherwise, you would have been captured by people from the Zhao family." My uncle sighed and said, "Let me ask you one last time, do you want to stop?"

"I won't accept it." Zhao Fan insisted: "Zhao Hou's second brother and the location of the underground city have not yet been solved. These two mysteries have not been solved yet. I have to stop now and have no intention of practicing."

"Okay, I'll tell you." My uncle said with a solemn voice: "Next, I promise that every word is true, but you have to turn it into motivation. You are not allowed to investigate anymore until you reach the late stage of pill formation.

Zhao family, I’ll give you one minute to think about it, if you don’t agree, then I’ll give up.”

Second after second passed by.

Zhao Fan was struggling consciously. He knew that with his own strength, even if he could barely find out those secrets, he would most likely be exposed to the sight of the Zhao family in the capital at the same time. Facing such behemoths, there would be more danger than danger.

There is even no hope of escaping unharmed!

Finally, he agreed to his uncle's request.

In the next hour, Zhao Fan held the phone to his ear. The more he listened, the harder he held the phone. He was so angry that he couldn't help but increase it. Thanks to the good quality, otherwise the deformed phone would have automatically shut down.

"That's probably it," my uncle said with a meaningful smile: "Son, if you want to live up to your expectations, sooner or later you have to let the Zhao family in the capital see how you, who they regarded as the reincarnation of a disaster star, broke through the Zhao family mansion and destroyed the gods.

From the machine door!”

"must!"

Zhao Fan gritted his teeth. After hanging up, he leaned on his seat, his eyes as deep as the starry sky, blazing like a star explosion.

Mother's death...

My father was first forced to abandon his martial arts, and then was thrown into an ice prison...

The uncle's legs were crushed every inch below his knees...

One old debt after another is waiting for Zhao Fan to settle it.

Zhao Family in Beijing, Shenji Gate.

Among the Hidden Sect, one is one of the five major families in the North, and the other is a first-rate force in Zhongzhou that is famous for its institutions and fortune-telling skills.

Zhao Fan was thinking about the secrets told by his uncle, and took his ID card to the network administrator to get off the plane. He came outside, looked up at the night sky, and shed two lines of tears from the corners of his eyes, vowing to break through the Zhao Family Mansion and destroy the divine machine.

Door!

Especially the Saint of the Divine Machine Sect, everything happened because of her, and she deserves death!

Zhao Fan returned to the dormitory, lying on the bed tossing and turning, preparing to leave Zhao's house on the 6th tomorrow, and Fan Zhao's identity would also end with this.

The next morning.

Zhao Fan clocked in as usual and stayed at his post chatting wordlessly with Lao Qian and Brother Xia. After learning the top secrets of the Zhao family from his uncle and uncle, he always looked worried.

At a quarter past nine, a G-Class Mercedes-Benz drove up outside and stopped in front of the electronic door, honking the horn vigorously.

"Young Master's car." Lao Qian hurriedly pressed the switch to let it go.

And Zhao Fan also saw Zhao Xun driving inside through the windshield. The other person's face was gloomy, as if he owed someone hundreds of millions.

A look of doubt flashed in his eyes. Didn't Huangfu Qing say that Zhao Xun would not come to the branch for a month when he returned to the clan? Why did he come back early?

If things were abnormal, there must be a monster. However, Zhao Fan felt that the matter had nothing to do with him, so he didn't think much about it.

More than an hour passed before I knew it.

Zhao Fan was already counting down the time for his lunch break and ran away.

At this time, he heard a woman's scream from diagonally above. It was a bit blurry from a distance, but it seemed vaguely familiar to him.

Zhao Fan looked up and saw that it was probably the window on the 35th floor. There was a woman with her back to the outside and her upper body leaning out of the window.

Isn’t that Huangfu Qing?

Lao Qian and Brother Xia also noticed it, but couldn't see clearly. They discussed what was going on.

In the next second, Huangfu Qing's body seemed to have been struck and fell down the window. His hands struggled weakly in the void and fell downwards, accompanied by panicked screams!

"not good."

Zhao Fan couldn't think too much. He had had close contact with him yesterday, and he had taken good care of him in the Zhao family on the 6th these days. He couldn't bear to watch the other person fall to pieces in front of his eyes.

It was too late, but soon, a golden brilliance appeared under Zhao Fan's feet. While Lao Qian and the security guard named Xia were stunned, he jumped out of the window of the guard box like a cannonball and rushed towards Huangfu Qing's descent line.

Many employees working in the office put down their documents and looked out the window in surprise. There was a young man in security uniform flying up!

Especially the female manager who had previously ordered Zhao Fan to run errands and buy food. She looked at the little security guard dumbfounded and said as if in a dream: "He, he can actually fly?"

At this moment, Huangfu Qing's charming eyes in mid-air seemed to be covered with a layer of deathly gray. She was so desperate that she stopped struggling pointlessly, closed her eyes and waited for death after falling to the ground, "I'm going to die... I'm going to die."

That’s good, I’m relieved…”

The only thing I can't let go of is my child.

At this moment, Huangfu Qing suddenly felt that she had fallen into a warm embrace that gave her a sense of security, and the feeling of weightlessness as she descended disappeared without a trace.

"Um?"

Huangfu Qing wondered, is this what it feels like after death? She tentatively opened her eyes, only to find that she was still in mid-air, and a kind and slightly childish face came into view.

"A Zhao? This is..." Huangfuqing's nose twitched and tears poured down her eyes. On the one hand, she was lucky to have survived the disaster, and on the other hand, her brother, who had troubled her heart, appeared when she was about to die.

.

She also couldn't understand why Zhao Fan, who was not even a warrior, could step on the void and appear here. This was a height of twenty floors, and she had already fallen to fifteen floors. The huge thrust was easily defeated by the opponent.

is dissolved into nothingness.

"It's me." Zhao Fan nodded slightly, then slowly descended down with Huangfu Qing in his arms.

These two words fell in Huangfu Qing's ears, making her feel inexplicably at ease.

Then an angry voice came from above, "Not dead... walking in the air, transforming into a warrior? Wearing our Xihua security uniform? Okay, you Huangfu Qing, how dare you have an affair with someone, you are definitely trying to keep up with the inside and outside."

He is plotting against my branch of the Zhao family!"

As the direct young master of the Zhao family, the old man is a martial saint. The number of Transformation Realm Martial Lords he has seen can only be described as "batch". Therefore, facing this unfamiliar Transformation Realm Martial Lord, he is not as awe-inspiring as ordinary warriors, let alone

I believe that the other party will attack him in broad daylight, otherwise he will face the endless anger of the Zhao family.

Zhao Fan raised his head and stared at Zhao Xun. Even though he was the uncle's son, he couldn't accept the dirty water being poured on him, so he mixed the power of Longyang Pill and said: "You can't talk nonsense, I am

I’ll teach you a lesson.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he freed up one hand, straightened it with his palm facing upwards, and a golden light condensed into a blade, which pierced the window on the thirty-fifth floor with lightning and flint.

Before Zhao Xun could respond, he felt his scalp light up. He raised his hand and touched his head. He found that the middle of his hair was completely bald and faintly oozing with blood. Only the hair on the sides was left, which looked very funny.

If that golden blade fell on the head, I'm afraid the body would be separated immediately!

Zhao Xun's scalp was numb and he retracted his body, breathing heavily, feeling frightened for a while.

During this period, Huangfu Qing's scream, Zhao Xun's dirty water, the employees' exclamations, and Zhao Fan's response were all too loud.

The warriors in the Xihua Building all stuck their heads out of the windows, wanting to know what was going on.

And Zhao Hou, who is in charge of this branch, rushed to the window in the chairman's office with his wheelchair in an instant. He pressed his hands on the frame and looked up. The person holding his daughter-in-law... turned out to be the same person who looked very similar to her at first glance.
Chapter completed!