Chapter 292 Vulture

The top floor of the restaurant usually didn't serve guests, so it was very quiet. Tian Sheng's sudden arrival interrupted Gao Jiajun's confession plan, which made him very displeased.

He turned his head to look at these people and said, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

As a Hong Kong jewelry tycoon, he was always a distinguished guest wherever he went, so he naturally didn't pay any attention to these people.

Tian Sheng immediately saw the flute in his hand and yelled, "Ye, you dare to give away my flute!"

He waved his hand at the bodyguards behind him: "Go, get my flute back."

He wasn't familiar with Gao Jiajun to begin with, and now Gao Jiajun was wearing ordinary clothes, looking no different from a half-Old Man, without any of the Aura of a Hong Kong tycoon.

Seeing the sudden arrival of these people, Ye Bufan's heart stirred, and he had a new idea.

"Tian Sheng, don't mess around. I'm telling you, there are some people you can't afford to offend."

"I can't afford to offend? What a joke. Is there anyone in Jiangnan City that I, Tian, can't afford to offend?"

Tian Sheng shouted again to his bodyguards, "Get the flute back and then teach this Old Man a good lesson!"

He felt that he had completely controlled the situation today, so he was not in a hurry to deal with Ye Bufan, deciding to teach the half-old Old Man in front of him a lesson first.

Seeing these people rushing towards him, Gao Jiajun was instantly furious: "I'd like to see who dares!"

He had worked as a bodyguard back then and had some skills, so he was about to fight these people.

Just then, a voice sounded in his ear: "The plan has changed. This bitter ploy is more realistic. Let them hit you; don't resist. Just protect the flute."

Hearing Ye Bufan's instructions, Gao Jiajun immediately gave up resisting, covering his head with one hand and clutching the jade flute tightly to his chest with the other.

As soon as he reacted, the bodyguards rushed over and began to punch and kick Gao Jiajun.

Two bodyguards rushed over, trying to snatch the jade flute, but he refused to let go no matter what, and was eventually beaten to the ground.

Seeing this Old Man being so stubborn, Tian Sheng shouted again, "Hit him! Hit him hard! Keep hitting him until he lets go!"

After speaking, he looked at Ye Bufan smugly, thinking that Ye Bufan would surely intervene.

But to his surprise, Ye Bufan just stood there quietly watching, a faint smile seemingly playing on his lips, showing no intention of stopping them.

Seeing Gao Jiajun being surrounded and beaten by these people, the expressions of Xia Zihan and Gao Daqiang changed.

Especially Gao Daqiang, after all, this was his biological father. He couldn't just watch him being beaten by others, but since his mother hadn't spoken, he couldn't step forward to intervene.

Xia Zihan shouted, "Who are you people? Why are you hitting him? Stop it now!"

A cold sneer hung on Tian Sheng's lips as he arrogantly shouted, "I hit whoever I want to hit. Why do I need a reason?"

He then shouted to his bodyguards, "Quickly grab the flute; don't break it."

Gao Jiajun lay on the ground, desperately protecting the flute, and shouted, "This is a gift for my wife. I won't give it to you even if you beat me to death."

Upon hearing this, Tian Sheng flew into a rage and cursed, "This Old Man is still talking back to me! Hit him! Hit him hard!"

Upon hearing this, the bodyguards immediately increased the force of their punches and kicks, hitting with full power, becoming even more vigorous.

Ye Bufan saw that the time was right and once again secretly transmitted his voice: "Mr. Gao, it's time to spit blood!"

Upon hearing the instruction, Gao Jiajun secretly put a blood bag into his mouth. As a bodyguard kicked him in the back, he spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood with a 'wah' sound, splattering it onto the flute in his hand.

Then, with a mouth full of blood, he shouted, "This is a gift for my wife. Even if you beat me to death, I won't give it to you."

Ye Bufan smiled slightly. This Old Man was quite good at adding to his own act.

Seeing Gao Jiajun being beaten to the point of spitting blood, Xia Zihan could no longer hold back and rushed forward, shouting, "You all stop hitting him right now!"

Seeing his mother take action, Gao Daqiang no longer hesitated. He stepped forward and punched the leading bodyguard, sending him flying, then quickly knocked all of them to the ground with a few more punches and kicks.

Xia Zihan stepped forward and helped Gao Jiajun up, saying nervously, "Jiajun, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, but it's a pity I dirtied your flute."

Gao Jiajun said with a slight smile, revealing teeth stained with blood.

Then he reached out and wiped the flute, seemingly trying to wipe off the bloodstains, but the more he wiped, the more there was, staining most of the flute red.

How could Xia Zihan know that this was blood from a blood bag? She choked out, "Gao Jiajun, why are you so foolish? It's just a broken flute; just give it to them."

"No, this is my gift to you. I can't break my promise again. I won't give it to them even if I die."

Gao Jiajun said, and then his body went limp, leaning into Xia Zihan's arms.

Ye Bufan thought to himself, it's a real shame this Old Man's acting isn't winning an Oscar.

Seeing his subordinates knocked to the ground, Tian Sheng's expression changed. "No wonder they said I couldn't afford to offend him. So this big guy is a master.

But do you think that can scare me? You're far from it!"

He shouted behind him, "Vulture, it's your turn to act."

The one called Vulture was a Middle-aged Man of forty or fifty, tall and thin, with a bald head and only some hair on the sides of his ears. His eyes glowed fiercely, making him look incredibly vicious.

This guy always acted viciously and ruthlessly, leaving no bones behind, which was why he was given the nickname Vulture in the Jianghu.

"Young Master, don't worry, I'll crush all the bones of this big guy right away!"

Vulture finished speaking and stepped towards Gao Daqiang. He didn't put the big guy in front of him in his eyes at all, thinking that he only relied on his physical strength.

"Big guy, go to hell!"

With that, he extended his gaunt hand and clawed towards Gao Daqiang's collarbone.

This move was both fast and ruthless, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed Gao Daqiang's shoulder.

A smug smile appeared on Vulture's lips. After all, he was just a useless person with only brute strength, completely incapable of resisting in front of him.

He exerted force with his hand, intending to snap Gao Daqiang's collarbone and cripple him directly.

But to his surprise, his right hand felt as if it had gripped a copper wall and iron barrier; no matter how much force he used, he couldn't Breakthrough even a bit.

He was only at the Profound level initial stage, while Gao Daqiang was a genuine Xuan Realm Great Perfection, and he Cultivated Body Refining Cultivation Technique. His body was tougher than steel, so how could he be shaken by him?

"Old thing, you're still far from it!"

Gao Daqiang said, raising his hand and seizing Vulture's hand in his palm. Immediately, the sound of bones cracking came, and one hand was actually crushed.

"Ah!"

Vulture let out a heartbreaking scream, and his other hand attacked like lightning, clawing at Gao Daqiang's throat.

The result was the same. Gao Daqiang didn't dodge at all, but his shallow Cultivation couldn't cause any damage.

Instead, his left hand was grabbed again, followed by more sounds of bones cracking.

"Ah!"

As the saying goes, all ten fingers are connected to the heart. With his entire hand crushed, Vulture was in excruciating pain, no longer caring about his reputation as a master, and screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

In just one exchange, Gao Daqiang crippled both of Vulture's hands, then kicked him in the abdomen, sending him flying.