As soon as Yu Fan walked out of the Shengtang Group, he received a voice message from Han Qingyue.

"Xiaofan, the money has been received, a total of 400 million! My bank card has been upgraded to a diamond VIP card!"

Han Qingyue's tone was a little excited.

She has not been married to the Yu family for a long time and has not had so much money with her own hands. She was inevitably confused when she saw a bunch of 0 balances in her card.

Yu Fan thought to himself that Tang Lingxue was really ready to do things, and she gave her hundreds of millions of dollars at any time, without any doubt about whether there was any fake goods in his goods.

In this regard, he is very similar to Tang Lingxue, and he is as reckless as he is without the habit of dragging things on the mud.

"You've finished your work and go to the company and transfer the part of the salary required for employees last month to General Manager Guo. Keep the rest first." Yu Fan replied.

It is enough to buy a car or a house for a few million, but it is only a small amount compared to hundreds of millions.

"Okay, then I'll go to the company first."

"Will you come later?"

Han Qingyue Road.

Yu Fan was about to reply, "I'm about to go over", when a strange aura suddenly broke into his perception range!

The aura was cold and cold, like a poisonous snake lying in the dark, giving people a feeling of uneasiness.

Yu Fan frowned, and the feeling of being targeted made him feel a little unhappy.

He activated the spiritual consciousness of all things and searched all the biological auras within a hundred meters around him.

It was soon discovered that the cold and cold atmosphere did not come from the Shengtang Group, but was at a Starbucks across the road.

"Supervise me..." Yu Fan narrowed his eyes.

With his cultivation level, he is not afraid of someone dealing with him. He is mainly worried that those potential enemies will use any means to point the finger at the people around him.

It was like Han Qingyue was kidnapped yesterday.

"You are waiting for me in the company, I'll arrive later."

After replying to his sister-in-law, Yu Fan walked straight to the Starbucks Cafe.

It is not his personality to avoid trouble. Since the other party dares to peek at him, he doesn't mind giving him a lesson!

And he also wanted to know who sent the enemy this time.

Xu Yuncong, Master Long, and Xu Shaoyan, all three are possible!

The distance of 100 meters is not far, and it will arrive soon.

Yu Fan pushed the door open and walked into the cafe, locking the young man who was sitting by the window playing with his cell phone.

The young man also looked at him at the same time. The two of them looked at each other, and it seemed that an electric current flashed through the air and collided.

"Well? This person's aura is not weak." Yu Fan said in surprise.

The man with glasses looks ordinary, just like a newly graduated college student.

But under the cover of an ordinary appearance, it has the aura of an ancient warrior close to the "Heavenly Level" and is a whole level stronger than Zhang Yong I met yesterday.

The most important thing is that this person is no more than 25 years old at most, and Zhang Yong is already over 60 years old.

In other words, this person can definitely be called an ancient martial arts genius!

"A cup of hot latte, no sugar, thank you."

Yu Fan ordered a cup of coffee to the clerk, walked directly to the window, and sat opposite the young man with glasses without hesitation.

This action made the young man with glasses shrink his pupils.

"Good skills and courage." He spoke with a little admiration in Yin Han's eyes.

"Oh? How do you say it?" Yu Fan cleaned his hair and pretended not to know what he meant.

The young man with glasses said, "It's all people on the Tao, so there's no need to pretend to be confused. If you can find me and dare to sit in front of me, I think your strength will not be too bad. Tell me yourself, what should I do if I hurt my nephew yesterday?"

"Your nephew?" Yu Fan asked back: "I injured more than one person yesterday. I don't know which nephew is your nephew?"

Zhang Yong and Zhao He were injured by him yesterday. Both of them seemed to be of different origins. If the other party didn't say it, he really didn't know which one he was referring to.

However, this sentence fell into the ears of the man who looked at it, which was a naked provocation.

The man with glasses looked cold, "Boy, don't think that you can be arrogant if you have some skills! In front of Bailongting, no ancient martial artist dares to be so arrogant!"

White Dragon Courtyard!

Yu Fan suddenly realized, "It turns out you came for that little gangster."

The first person to come to find him was Zhao He's side who had the latest conflict, which was a bit unexpected.

The man in glasses said, "Although Zhao He does not have the talent for martial arts, he is the adopted son of my third senior brother the most. It would be fine if you hurt him, but he even ruined his body! You must pay the price for this revenge!"

The clerk brought warm coffee.

But I didn't hear the conversation between the two.

Ancient warriors with strength exceeding the "earth level" can constrain their voices to a small range to prevent them from being heard.

Yu Fan blew the hot air, took a sip of the slightly bitter coffee, and said calmly: "Ha, what's the price?"

The man in glasses said coldly: "The rules of the world are to be punished and you will be rewarded. If you destroy him, you will be rewarded."

As soon as these words came out, Yu Fan almost sprayed out the coffee he had just drunk.

He destroyed one hand and two eggs of Zhao He.

That's because the other party's plan toward his sister-in-law was already at the point where he could not bear it anymore.

Want him to return it?

How is that possible!

Holding down his smile, Yu Fan said, "Friend, has your master taught you that you should first understand the other party's details before saying harsh words?"

The man in glasses said, "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have talked nonsense to you here."

After saying that, he looked at Yu Fan and waited for him to report his own home.

"Okay, then I'll talk to you."

Yu Fan put down his coffee and sorted out his thoughts.

Speaking of which, it is indeed necessary for him to get himself an "identity".

The practitioners are transcendent to the world, and the total number of practitioners on the entire earth does not exceed 500.

Moreover, 90% of them have never been involved in the secular world, either practicing hard in the mountain gate or going into seclusion in forbidden areas.

A practitioner like him who walks in the world and has extremely high cultivation actually breaks the rules that practitioners follow from a certain perspective.

So in order to reduce unnecessary trouble, it is still necessary to get a new identity.

After thinking for a while, Yu Fan said, "I... come from the deep mountains of the snowy land and learn from the ancient sect. In this downtown, I am alone and have no companions."

"Snowland? Ancient Sect?" The man with glasses looked shaking.

The image of a monk wearing a purple gold robe and standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain immediately appeared in his heart.

I was shocked and stood up.

"You are the disciple of that master!...How to prove it?!" asked the man in glasses.

Yu Fan rolled up his sleeves and exposed a string of purple gold inscription Bodhi rosary on his left wrist.

The man with glasses widened his eyes and was very surprised.

After a while, I came to my senses and said, "Okay, okay... Since I am the descendant of the master, I have no right to decide what to do with you. I will come to find you again when I report back to my master."

After saying that, he stood up and left with a little displeasure and a little astonishment.
Chapter completed!