God level negative second generation

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

"Xiaofan, the money has arrived, a total of 4 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 Yu's family for a long time, and she has not touched so much money with her own hands. Seeing the large string of zeros in the card balance, she is inevitably a little confused.

Yu Fan thought to himself, Tang Lingxue is really straightforward in handling things, and he will give hundreds of millions of money if he asks, without any doubt whether his goods are adulterated with fakes.

In this regard, he is very similar to Tang Lingxue, both vigorous and decisive, without the habit of procrastinating.

"Go to the company when you're done with your work, and transfer the part of the employee's salary last month to General Manager Guo. Keep the rest first." Yu Fan replied.

To buy a car and a house, you only need to prepare a few million, which is only a small amount compared to hundreds of millions.

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

"Are you coming later?"

Han Qingyue said.

Yu Fan just wanted to say "I'm going there", at this moment, a strange breath suddenly broke into his perception!

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

Yu Fan frowned, the feeling of being watched made him a little unhappy.

He activated the spiritual sense of all things, and searched for all the breaths of creatures within a hundred meters around him.

It soon became apparent that the chilly atmosphere was not coming from within the Sheng Tang Group, but from a Starbucks across the road.

"Spy on me..." Yu Fan narrowed his eyes.

With his cultivation base, he is not afraid of someone dealing with him.The main reason is that those potential enemies will use all means to point the finger at those around him.

Just like Han Qingyue was kidnapped yesterday.

"You wait for me at the company, I'll be late."

After replying to his sister-in-law, Yu Fan went straight to the Starbucks coffee shop.

Avoiding trouble is not in his character, since the other party dares to spy on him, he doesn't mind teaching the other party a lesson!
And he also wanted to know who sent the enemy this time.

Xu Yuncong, Master Long, Xu Shaoyan, all three are possible!
The distance of [-] meters is not far, and it will be there soon.

Yu Fan pushed the door open and walked into the coffee shop, and locked eyes on the young man with glasses who was sitting by the window and playing with his mobile phone.

The young man also looked at him at the same time.

The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be an electric current flashing through the air, colliding.

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

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

But under the cover of ordinary appearance, there is an aura close to the "heaven-level" ancient warrior, which is a whole grade stronger than the Zhang Yong I met yesterday.

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

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

"A hot latte, no sugar, please."

Yu Fan ordered a cup of coffee from the clerk, then walked directly to the window, and sat unceremoniously opposite the young man with glasses.

This action caused the pupils of the young man with glasses to shrink involuntarily.

"Good skill and courage." He took the initiative to say, with some admiration in his cold eyes.

"Oh? How do you say it?" Yu Fan straightened his hair, pretending not to know what he meant.

The young man with glasses said: "They are all people on the road, so there is no need to pretend to be confused. You can find me, and you dare to sit in front of me. You don't think your strength is too bad. Tell yourself, the matter of injuring my nephew yesterday How to deal with it?"

"Your nephew?" Yu Fan asked back: "Yesterday I injured more than one person. Who is your nephew?"

The ones injured by him yesterday were Zhang Yong and Zhao He. Both of them seemed to have quite a lot of background. If the other party didn't mention it, he really didn't know which one he was referring to.

But these words fell into the ears of the man with glasses, but it was a naked provocation.

The man with glasses turned his eyes cold, "Boy, don't think that you can be defiant just because you have some ability! In front of Bailongting, no ancient warrior dares to be so arrogant!"

White Dragon Court!
Yu Fan suddenly said, "So you came here for that little bastard."

It was a bit unexpected that Zhao He's party was the one who came to him first, which was the last to start the conflict.

The man with glasses said: "Although Zhao He has no talent in martial arts, he is my third senior brother's most beloved adoptive son. It's fine for you to injure him, but you have also crippled his body! You must pay the price for this enmity!" "

The clerk brought out warm coffee.

However, the conversation between the two was not heard.

Ancient warriors whose strength exceeds the "earth level" can confine their voices to a small area to prevent being heard.

Yu Fan blew on the hot air, took a sip of the slightly bitter coffee, and said calmly, "Oh, what price?"

The man with glasses said coldly: "It's the rules of the rivers and lakes, what you pay for what you pay for. Whatever you cripple him, you will pay back."

As soon as these words came out, Yu Fan almost spit out the coffee he just drank.

He disabled one of Zhao He's hands and two eggs.

That's because the other party has plotted against his sister-in-law to the point where she can't bear it.

Want him to pay it back?

How can it be!

Suppressing a smile, Yu Fan said: "My friend, has your master taught you to find out the details of the other party before speaking harshly?"

The man with glasses said: "If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't be talking nonsense with you here."

After speaking, she looked at Yu Fan, waiting for him to report his family name.

"Okay, then I'll tell you."

Yu Fan put down his coffee and stroked his thoughts.

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

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

And [-]% of them have never set foot in the secular world, they are either cultivating asceticly in the mountain gate, or retreating in the forbidden area.

A cultivator like him who walks in the world and has a very high level of cultivation has actually broken the rules of practitioners from a certain point of view.

So in order to reduce unnecessary troubles, it is quite necessary to have a new identity.

After thinking for a while, Yu Fan said: "I... come from the snowy mountains and learned from an ancient sect. In this busy city, I am alone and have no companions."

"Snowland? An ancient sect?" The man with glasses frowned.

Immediately, an image of a monk in a purple-gold cassock standing on the top of a snow-capped mountain appeared in his mind.

Startled, Huo Di stood up.

"You are that master's disciple!...how to prove it?!" the man with glasses asked.

Yu Fan rolled up his sleeves, revealing a string of purple and gold Bodhi rosary beads on his left wrist.

The man with glasses widened his eyes, and his surprise was no small matter.

After a long while, I came back to my senses and said: "Okay, okay... Since I am the successor of the master, I have no right to decide how to deal with you. I will come to find you after I report back to the master."

After all, with a bit of displeasure and astonishment, he got up and left.

Yu Fan took a sip of his coffee, looked at the rosary on his wrist, and said with a smile, "Master Nima's name is really useful."