"drop!"

Suddenly, a car horn sounded at the door, and a black Rolls-Royce Phantom and a black business car parked at the gate of the Mu family.

As soon as the car door opened, seven or eight young men in similar clothes as Luo Fan got out of the car. Their delicate and neat movements looked like martial arts masters, standing next to Rolls-Royce.

This momentum and this formation make you extraordinary at first glance.

Wang Yaru and Mu Bingtian didn't know who the person was, so they quickly left the head and smiled and greeted him.

"May I ask, you are..." Mu Bingtian asked with a smile.

No one paid attention to Mu Bingtian, he just stood there quietly waiting.

There was a strange silence in front of the villa. Everyone was guessing in their hearts what their identities were and what they were doing here?

Luo Fan walked slowly over, and the people bowed at him with fists and said, "Mr. Luo!"

Luo Fan said "yes", and just as he was about to get in the car, he turned around as if he had remembered something and looked at the Shen family's father and son.

"Go to me, slap two hard!" Luo Fan said.

A man next to him nodded, walked over and slapped him one by one.

It’s strange that after being slapped, Boss Shen and the others actually woke up from the confusion and chaos.

"Today I'm just giving you a little lesson. Remember, not everyone can offend you! For your good attitude towards admitting your mistakes, I would like to advise you that Mr. Shen's Yin Tang will be in black and will be in blood. It's better to go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha and chant Buddhist scriptures for a few days! Oh, by the way, when you go back later, it's best to walk back and not drive!" Luo Fan finished speaking and got in the car.

The young people immediately got into the car, and drove away with a few "Didi" sounds.

In the yard, Boss Shen's face was so gloomy that water was about to drip out. Today's experience was a great shame and awesome thing that could make people irritate themselves!

All the guests were constantly talking, and those who had good things came over.

"Lao Mu, what's going on with your son-in-law?"

"Lao Mu, do you think your son-in-law has deliberately concealed the background?"

"I also look like Lao Mu, are you sure you really know his origin?"

Mu Bingtian no longer knows what he said. When did Luo Fan pass so majestic in three years?

Who are the people who came to pick him up today?

Now there is only a blank space left in my mind.

The Shen family father and son stood aside with a swollen face. It felt like not only Mu Bingtian's divorced son-in-law, but even everyone in the yard didn't take him seriously.

"Let's go!" Boss Shen said to the driver with a swollen face.

"Dad! Just forget it?" Shen Shengwen asked unwillingly, covering his face.

"Shut up! It's not embarrassing enough!" Boss Shen cursed with a gloomy face.

He wrote down this matter today!

...

Cultural and entertainment street.

There is a large shop in the middle, with antique decoration, with Jinbaozhai sign hanging on it, and a gourd made of brass hanging beside the door.

"Old Feng, I'm very good at giving me a gift today!" Luo Fan, who was already in the car, sat lazily next to the Tea Sea.

"This is time is too tight, and I can't leave. Otherwise, I must let them know how big the situation is for my junior uncle Feng Bugui to appear!" Feng Bugui made a pot of tea and poured a cup for Luo Fan, "What's going on today? Isn't it okay if I get a divorce certificate?"

"Don't mention it!" Luo Fan said, "You said that the master has been working too long, and you can't ignore me even if you avoid the life disaster, right? You can't resist even if you are bullied. You will get angry when you mention this!"

"What did they do to make you so angry?" Feng Bugui asked again.

"Their mouth is too damaged. Do you think I'm easy for the past three years? On the last day of today, the road is coming up after the divorce. The Mu family still wants to step on me, but with the face of the master and Mr. Mu, I won't touch them easily. But, are I annoyed so much from others?" Luo Fan rolled his eyes and said.

"You are just like your master, your temper is stink and hard, and you will not be willing to suffer any loss!" Feng Bugui said with a laugh.

In fact, Feng Bugui is not the disciple of Master Luo Fan.

Luo Fan's master was Luo Qian, and Feng Bugui was the disciple of a good friend. Fifty years ago, his friend and disciple, Feng Bugui's master, were lost to the west together, so he left a message to ask Luo Qian to take care of Feng Bugui, who was only ten years old, for them.

Speaking of which, when Luo Qian picked up Luo Fan, Feng Bugui followed him, which was considered to be the one who watched Luo Fan grow up. Their career was full of people with five disadvantages and three shortcomings. Therefore, he always regarded Luo Fan as his son, although Luo Fan was the best of his generation.

"Oh, I promised to hold back and not take action no matter what I have been doing in the past three years. I guess the old man would be angry when he knew I did this. I'd better go back early to coax him!" Luo Fan sighed and said.

"Don't rush to say go back!" Feng Bugui said, turned around and took out a letter and handed it to Luo Fan, "Your master asked me to hand it to you!"

"What?" Luo Fan asked, reached out and opened the envelope, poured out a key, a card, and a piece of letter paper from the envelope.

"He left me before he left. He left a house for you in the back and there was that card, saying that even if you lie down and turn around in your circle and spend your best in your life!" Feng Bugui said.

"This, this, why is this old man going to be willful again? He left at will and sold his hometown house! Where has he been?" After reading the letter, Luo Fan couldn't help but be anxious.

"I don't know, he just mentioned it and said that he would go to the west to meet an old friend. I didn't ask if he didn't say anything about it." Feng Bugui said.

"He is so worrying! You don't talk about him, I think he just wants to go out and play!" Luo Fan muttered.

Feng Bugui smiled again, "I'll take you to see the residence first, settle down before talking about it!"

Luo Fan nodded and walked out with Feng Bugui.

As soon as I went out, I saw a little fat man grabbing a girl's hand at the door of Jinbaozhai and spitting out vernacular language.

The little fat man grabbed the girl's hand and stroked it back and forth, asking for more hooligans, but the girl thought she was touching her bones, and she didn't realize that the little fat man was taking advantage of her.

"Beauty, your hands are clear and slim, slender and soft, and they are good at your husband's life! It's obvious that he is kind-hearted and has a good appearance. His husband is either an official or a businessman!"

"I'm not married yet!" the woman covered her mouth and smiled.

"I took it out, I'm talking about your future husband."

"Then can you find out when will I find my boyfriend? What does he look like?"

"In less than three years, my boyfriend... he is not tall or short, he is slightly fat, and he is very lucky..."

Luo Fan didn't say anything, standing behind the little fat man and listening, Feng Bugui was as dark as the bottom of the pot.

"He is very beautiful!" Luo Fan said quietly.

"That's, this is the most beautiful I've ever seen..." the little fat man said casually, then suddenly turned around, "Who are you?"

Luo Fan smiled, "Who are you? You are lying here, and you are not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue!"

When the little fat man heard this, he immediately exploded, "Who lied to others? I am from Jin Baozhai. I can see my bones and look at my face personally! If you talk nonsense, let Master Feng know you will be in trouble!"

"Yo roar!" Luo Fan exaggeratedly, "I'm so scared! Let him deal with me quickly!"

Seeing this, the woman looked at the fat man suspiciously and turned around and left.

"You... walk around! Don't make your fat man unhappy here!" The fat man was so angry that he was embarrassed.

"Who is your fat man?" Luo Fan slapped over, and the little fat man covered his head, "Ouch", Luo Fan slapped him again, "Who did you ask me to deal with me? I'm right? I'll let you pass it on! I'll let you touch the bone!"

"Come on, someone is here to smash the situation!" The little fat man screamed.

"Fat Dahai!" Feng Bugui shouted angrily, scaring the guy who was about to come out again.

The little fat man shuddered, "Feng, Uncle Feng!"

Luo Fan smiled and raised his eyebrows, "It's really the fat man of Jinbaozhai! I feel respectful and disrespectful!"

Little fat man: "..."

In Jinbaozhai, Feng Bugui scolded the fat man with a calm face for a while.

"At such an old age, I'm still so angry, so I'll calm down!" Luo Fan poured a cup of tea for Feng Bugui.

"Teacher... Mr. Luo, his name is Gu Dehai, and everyone calls him Pang Dahai. When he was a child, his parents divorced, no one cares about him. He stayed outside all day long. Last year, when I saw him being beaten by a few hooligans on the back street, I stopped him. Seeing that he was pitiful and smart, he asked him to be an errand here for me and slept in the small warehouse next to me to watch the door!" Feng Bugui said to Luo Fan.

"Uncle Feng is a good person!" said the fat man.

Feng Bugui glared at him, and he immediately returned to his shameless look.

Luo Fan nodded and looked at the face of the little fat man again. The atrium was full and round, which should be a face that would be worry-free for life. However, a piece of his nose was prominent at the base of the mountain, which showed that although he had no worries for life, he had not had a good life before he was twenty years old and had a lot of ups and downs. Fortunately, he was straightforward and kind-hearted.

"Don't you go home?" Luo Fan asked.

"No!" the little fat man said quickly, "My mother is gone, my father married my stepmother and gave birth to a younger brother. They are doing well!"

"Oh!" Luo Fan nodded.

Although the little fat man said it easily, he could hear a lot of ups and downs and helplessness from it!

"There is no rules, call me Mr. Luo!" Feng Bugui scolded.

"Mr. Luo!" The little fat man quickly bowed and shouted with his fists.

"Okay, just let him pay attention in the future. It's no big deal!" Finally, Luo Fan said something to Pang Dahai.

Isn’t it just picking up girls? What a big deal!

Fat Dahai quickly went downstairs and bowed, "Thank you, Mr. Luo, a lot, Uncle Feng, I'm sorry, I won't dare to do it again next time."

Feng Bugui snorted, "How dare you go next time? Let me know that you are going out to fool people, and see if I won't skin you!" After that, he turned to Luo Fan and said, "That's it, let's take you to the house to settle down first!"

Like a fat big sea dog's legs, he rushed to help Luo Fan carry his bag and get his luggage, followed Luo Fan and Feng Bugui out of Jinbaozhai and walked forward.

There is a very narrow alley at the end of Wenwan Street. The third house inside is the house left by Luo Qian for Luo Fan.
To be continued...