The man claimed to be Wang Jianmin, the captain of the Municipal Administration Bureau.
Entrusted by Sun Wei, the young master of the Sun family, he came to check on Qin Feng's medical clinic.
He didn't know the reason, but he couldn't help but listen to Sun Wei's words, so he led the people here at noon.
"It seems that the Sun family is ready to make a move."
After driving Wang Jianmin away, Jiang Rushi's eyes were downcast: "This person is probably just a test, and more violent revenge is yet to come."
"It doesn't matter whether it's violent or not."
"Since we have already beaten the Sun family, if they don't repent, we will beat them to death."
"After all, he is the youngest member of the four major families, Hong Zhang, Jiang and Sun. What qualifications does he have to dance here?"
Zhang Yingfeng's temper was as fiery as ever and she defended Qin Feng unconditionally.
"Sun Zhengmin is not stupid."
"The last time my master negotiated with him, he showed unprecedented toughness."
"He even threatened afterwards that he would clean the Sun family's butt himself."
"But he will definitely avenge the Shen family's destruction."
Jiang Ru's eyes were deep: "If the head of the family hadn't mobilized the three major martial arts gyms this morning to scare Sun Zhengmin, I'm afraid this medical gym would have ceased to exist."
"Then let them come."
Zhang Yinfeng curled her lips: "I have been a dog for the Hong family for so many years, and I am finally willing to show my dog's tail."
"Don't he have to wipe his butt clean? I don't believe he can wipe it clean."
"Let my elder brother get to the bottom of it and collect all the evidence of their spitting and swearing decades ago."
"Even if they are not sent to jail, their consumption and travel will be restricted."
"When the time comes, let them have money and no place to spend it, and let's see how arrogant they can be."
It is absolutely impossible to have no money.
But power can turn money into a pile of waste paper.
As powerful as the Sun family, they are nothing but the palm of their hand in front of the Zhang family.
Qin Feng secretly lamented that his level was still too low.
"Okay, just think it's me worrying too much."
Jiang Ru smiled and said: "Be careful with the Quanwannian Ship. I heard that the Hong family has been in contact with the forces in Jinling recently."
"I don't know what they are doing. I hope it has nothing to do with it."
He looked at Qin Feng: "Contact me anytime if necessary. The head of the family said that he hopes you can serve as the head of Tianyang Martial Arts School. You should seriously consider it. The Jiang family will never treat their friends badly."
"Martial arts master?"
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I will seriously consider it."
After going through hardships and dangers, Qin Feng now fully understands the value of having more identity and more protection.
What's more, he doesn't know much about martial arts. He can make more friends in this field by using the name of the martial arts master.
"By the way, there is one more thing."
Zhang Yingfeng suddenly grabbed Qin Feng and quietly glanced at Shen Xue who was boiling water in the hut: "Brother, is this woman your aunt?"
Qin Feng nodded: "Yes, we came from Shenjia Village together."
"Married?"
Zhang Yingfeng waved her hand: "It's okay to get married. Have you ever had children?"
Qin Feng looked at her suspiciously: "What on earth are you going to say?"
"Your aunt is very beautiful. In a city like Nandu, it is rare to see such a refined woman."
Zhang Yingfeng lowered her voice: "I have a nephew who is a deputy director in the province. If your aunt agrees, can I arrange a meeting for them?"
"Let's get closer and closer?"
Qin Feng's eyes were dull: "I, I will ask her later..."
After watching several people leave, Qin Feng sighed and regained his mood.
Zhang Wuji's death does not mean that the temple's revenge will disappear.
Zhang Wuji is just a gold medalist, and there will be more fierce and powerful people above him.
It might be a month, it might be tomorrow.
So I don't have much time to celebrate.
He wants to put cultivation on the agenda, break through the peak of inner strength as soon as possible, and become a master of Huajin.
By that time, whether it is the Hong family, the Sun family, or the temple.
You will be able to face it yourself with ease.
"Why are everyone gone?"
Shen Xue appeared in the yard carrying a kettle: "They have been waiting for you here all morning, why did they leave without having a meal?"
"Xiao Feng, you don't understand the rules too much."
Shen Xue wiped the sweat from her forehead, which was as pure and beautiful as hibiscus.
"No, they are very busy."
"I just came here to take a look. I don't have time to eat."
Qin Feng saw that his aunt's complexion improved and a smile appeared on her face.
He recalled Zhang Yingfeng's instructions just now and thought that if this matter could really be accomplished, it might be a worry.
He hesitated whether to tell Shen Xue now.
"Yingying! Yingying!"
"I know you're here, stop hiding."
"I have reflected on what happened yesterday. I was too reckless."
"But I know what kind of person you like."
"Yingying, are you here?"
Qin Feng turned his head, and a short figure appeared in the yard, shouting that he was about to walk in.
