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Chapter 170 Master Style

The air suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Not only Jiang Jian and a group of Jiang family members, but also Sha Kun and Zhang Biao looked at the stunning girl in front of them with dull expressions.

Although they did not know Jiang Rubing, they could easily tell from Jiang Rubing's temperament and Jiang Jian's "sister" that this woman was a member of the Jiang family.

And his status is extremely impressive.

"Sister, what do you call him?"

Jiang Jian couldn't believe it and pointed at Qin Feng.

Jiang Rubing clenched her fingers and regretted parking here.

"Why are you here?"

She didn't give Qin Feng a chance to speak, and glanced at Zuolong Youhu who was screaming:

"Who is so brave and dares to touch our Jiang family?"

Jiang Rubing scolded in a sweet voice, and the eldest lady's momentum was completely released.

"It's this trash."

Jiang Jian stared at Qin Feng with a sneer: "This man not only beat up the disciples of the Jiang family, but also threatened to ask the head of the family to come and apologize in person."

"You came just in time. I was about to destroy his limbs with my own hands and take him to Tianyang Martial Arts School to let him know what cruelty is."

He gloated that Jiang Rubing, as the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, not only had a distinguished and special status, but more importantly, had an extremely hot temper.

There was once a man, the son of a wealthy Nandu family, who provoked the Jiang family in person. When she heard it, she broke his bones to pieces in public and threw him into the trash can.

Now not only did someone disturb the Jiang family, they also humiliated her father in person.

He couldn't wait to see how Qin Feng died on the spot.

Jiang Rubing looked at Qin Feng's playful expression and was slightly startled.

"Why do you want to touch my Jiang family?"

Her eyes were cold: "The Jiang family has done nothing to offend you, right? Why did you do this?"

Jiang Jian was stunned.

What the hell is this, a question?

Shouldn't we just go up and take action and beat the opponent to a point of disability?

This is not Jiang Rubing's usual style at all.

"He first wanted to steal my aunt's things and then hit her."

Qin Feng said calmly: "I just kicked him. Isn't that very merciful?"

He glanced at Zuolong and Youhu who were wailing in pain: "As for these two people, they accidentally hurt each other because of their bad eyesight. They have nothing to do with me."

"accidental injury?"

Jiang Rubing's beautiful eyes were startled. Zuo Long and You Hu were at the peak of Tianyang Martial Arts School's combat power. Although they could not be said to be strong men, because they were twins, they cooperated very well. If they joined forces, they could even leapfrog the challenge.

How could it be possible to make such a stupid mistake?

"What did you steal from him?"

She was too lazy to bother with this kind of thing. They were just two disciples, so they were useless.

She was more concerned about how Jiang Jian and Qin Feng faced each other.

"A notebook."

Jiang Jian sneered: "A handwritten version, the complete notes of Huo Shaoshan."

"What?"

Jiang Rubing's beautiful eyes were startled, and her jade hands directly grabbed Jiang Jian's skirt: "Burning the mountain? Taiyi Divine Needle burning the mountain?"

The holy science of Qi and blood healing, the fire of Taiyi Divine Needle burns the mountain.

Once the Jiang family takes control, it will be like buying a layer of personal insurance for thousands of clan members and disciples.

"Yes, originally I wanted them to hand over the notes nicely."

"But some people don't know what to do and insist on showing off."

"Then I'll beat him until he gives it."

Jiang Jian had a contemptuous smile on his face, and seemed to have taken the Huoshaoshan Notes as his treasure.

"Fifty million."

Jiang Rubing said coldly: "How about selling me the notes?"

"No, sister..."

Jiang Jian suspected that he had heard wrongly. Jiang Rubing, who had always been extremely arrogant, actually wanted to pay for something?

"Can."

Qin Feng smiled faintly: "I will also give you 50 million and sell me your Jiang family's martial arts secret books."

"you!"

Jiang Rubing's beautiful eyes turned cold. If she bought the Jiang family's secret book for 50 million, she might not even be qualified to take a look at it for 500 million.

He made it clear that he didn't want to sell it.

"Do you see, why are you wasting so much time with this kind of person?"

Jiang Jian sneered: "Give me one minute, no, thirty seconds, and I will destroy him directly. Without paying a penny, he has to obediently hand over his notes to me."

Jiang Rubing wanted to stop him, but seeing Jiang Jian's domineering look, she shut up again.

"Okay, anyway, this is a matter between the two of you. I'm just passing by, so I can't interfere."

A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and there was a sense of amusement suppressed in her slightly restrained eyebrows. She was originally very unhappy with Qin Feng calling him the master of the bet.

But this was his father's order, and Jiang Rubing had no choice.

Now I saw with my own eyes that Qin Feng had angered Jiang Jian, and Jiang Jian looked determined to fight to the death.

She felt that this was a great opportunity. With Jiang Jian's strength, it was no problem to kill Qin Feng. Once Jiang Jian succeeded, not only would the Jiang family obtain treasures such as the Huoshaoshan Notes in vain.

I'm afraid Qin Feng will be half disabled even if he doesn't die.

At that time, all he had to do was stand up in time, threaten Qin Feng to cancel the bet, and spare his life.

Then the problem that had been bothering her all night would be solved.

"A quick victory, don't lose my reputation in the Jiang family."

She confessed and then stepped back.

Jiang Jian sneered and walked out, with a cold smile on his face, his steps were like a dragon and a tiger, his fists turned into claws, and he swept away all the life gates on Qin Feng's body, which were firmly imprinted in his pupils.

The demeanor of a master.

"go to hell."

He suddenly exerted his strength, and his movement skills surged forward.

"Snapped!"

With a loud slap in the face, Jiang Jian twisted his mouth and face, rolled his body and flew out of the air.


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