He slapped it with one palm, and several lines of spiritual energy were attached to his palm, whistling and sweeping in a spiral.
Divide gold and cut iron, kill fiercely!
"Whoosh!"
Qin Feng's pupils shrank like needles and he ducked sideways.
"What?"
Before Wu Qing could react.
His other hand tightened and was held firmly in Qin Feng's palm.
"waste."
Qin Feng spoke calmly.
"boom!"
He raised his leg sharply and hit him with a knee!
The power poured out like a flood, reaching Wu Qing's abdomen.
"Well!"
Wu Qing's face froze, and his throat was sweet and full of blood.
He heard the sound of Dantian breaking.
The next second.
His body arched, and his limbs flew limply towards the ceiling.
"return!"
Qin Feng roared angrily and suddenly raised his hand.
"boom!"
He firmly grabbed Wu Qing's neck and pulled his flying figure back.
"Kneel down!"
"Snapped!"
He used his left hand hard and slapped him out!
"boom!"
Wu Qing's body flew away, turning into an afterimage that penetrated the box and directly hit the wall behind.
"Boom!" sounded.
The box shook, and the crystal chandelier was on the verge of falling down.
"Plop."
Wu Qing fell to the ground, vomiting blood, and his eyes were wide open.
The light flickers on and off.
Qin Feng's figure stood tall, like a murderous god projecting a terrifying silhouette from his back.
"go."
He pointed with one hand:
"Slap me back, otherwise you won't be my student."
The whole hall was dead silent.
Jiang Jian woke up from his dream and nodded respectfully:
"is teacher."
He turned around and glanced at Wu Qing with cold eyes.
"Jiang, Jiang Jian..."
Wu Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes fearful:
"Don't forget your identity. If you dare to touch me, you can't bear the consequences..."
Jiang Jian strode over, bent down and picked him up with one hand.
"You, you can't touch me."
"If you dare to touch me, the Wu family will not let you go, and Jiang Tiansheng will not let you go..."
Wu Qing hasn't finished speaking yet.
"Snapped!"
Jiang Jian slapped the left cheek:
"You were trampled into a dog by my teacher, and you still dare to threaten me?"
"Aren't you arrogant?"
"Aren't you going to kill my teacher within ten steps like killing a chicken?"
"Why is your face swollen again?"
Wu Qing lost one of his teeth due to this slap.
His eyes were filled with resentment and resentment:
"your mother……"
"Snapped!"
Jiang Jian slapped his words back:
"Shut up! Why the hell do you have to talk?"
"Snapped!"
Another slap in the face.
Jiang Jian held Wu Qing in his hand and fired the bow left and right with one hand.
Every slap was given with full force.
It seemed like he wanted to pour out all the resentment and unwillingness he had held in his heart for so many years.
few minutes.
Wu Qing was beaten into a pig's head.
"I was wrong, don't fight, don't fight..."
"I don't want that woman anymore, I'll give it back to you."
"I will leave Nandu tonight and never appear in front of you again."
"Let me go, and I promise I won't appear in front of you again. I won't dare to do it again..."
No matter how tough Wu Qing was, his confidence was destroyed by this rain of slaps, and he even lost his self-esteem and desperately begged for mercy.
He was even more frightened, and Jiang Jian became angrier as he fought.
On impulse, he directly killed himself.
Witnessing this scene, Chen Lian hid in the corner and shivered.
He looked at Jiang Jian with fearful eyes.
The other guests did not even dare to take a breath, watching the following scene that was rare in a century.
ten minutes.
Jiang Jian gradually relieved himself, and the depression and shame in his heart for so many years were all dispelled.
"You remember, the grudges between you and me will be wiped out."
"If you want revenge, just come to me."
"It has nothing to do with my teacher."
Jiang Jian casually threw it away, and Wu Qing fell to the ground like mud.
Wu Qing struggled to get up, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he passed out on the ground.
Feeling ashamed and angry, anxious and angry.
Half of his life's skills were wasted.
After leaving the box, Qin Feng planned to take a taxi home by the roadside.
"Teacher, I'm taking you back."
Jiang Jian held the keys to the Ferrari and followed behind him with great respect.
Qin Feng helped him avenge his previous shame and completely resolve his inner demons.
He had a premonition that he would break through and improve soon.
"You go back first and report everything that happened here tonight to the head of the Jiang family."
"Let him prepare in advance."
Qin Feng handed him the recorder:
"After he listens, he will make a decision."
He stretched out his hand to stop the car and ran over quickly.
Jiang Jian held the recording pen, his knees softened, and he knelt down towards Qin Feng's back:
"Teacher, thank you very much tonight for saving me from shame and regaining my lost dignity."
"From now on, I, Jiang Jian, am willing to die to pieces for my teacher!"
As he spoke, his voice became harder and his whole body was trembling.
After waiting for a long time, there was no response.
When he raised his head again, the taxi left only a taillight and disappeared at the end of the street...
