Wanjie Supreme Creditor System

Chapter 400 Revenge
Two subordinates were beaten, Leng Yi's face was severely beaten, and he must be taught a lesson.

The eyes of the people around were all focused on the two of them, and their faces were very ugly.

It was the first time that the Meng family army came out of the mountain, and they encountered such a thing and needed to stand up.

Just when the scene was silent, a cold and indifferent voice came from inside:

"Kneel on the ground and kowtow, when they wake up, when can you get out!"

Xuanming and Wei Chongliang were all excited, and their treatment of Canggou proved that Leng Yi's anger was not as simple as kowtowing.

"say something!"

Seeing the fear in their eyes, Meng Jishui roared suddenly, shaking the lights above his head like an earthquake.

The sight is appalling.

Facing the extremely powerful Meng family army, even the innate master Xuan Ming couldn't help but feel terrified.

Not to mention the ordinary Wei Chongliang, his teeth were chattering, his face was pale, and there was fear in his eyes.

It took a while to calm down, and he stuttered and asked:
"How can you let us go, the compensation is certain, and the apology must be an apology!"

Once it happened, there was no way to escape it.

If the big industry is here, where can it go.

Besides, facing such a group of people, how could it be possible to escape?

An evil smile appeared on Meng Jishui's face, and he said coldly:

"You don't know right from wrong, don't investigate the reasons, and protect your relatives. Compensate 3000 million and heal them! Now, kneel down in front of our master and apologize to him!"

While speaking, he signaled the big man next to him to take him inside.

Immediately, Meng Shoulu stepped forward, also grabbed his shirt collar, and grabbed him very roughly into the private room.

Facing the more solemn atmosphere inside and seeing Leng Yi who was healing two subordinates, Wei Chongliang's heart beat wildly and he collapsed on the ground as if there were no bones in his body.

Even though Meng Shoulu asked him to kneel several times, he couldn't stop.

"Okay, he's scared out of his wits, just ask him to transfer the money! Qinglong and the others were injured, which caused me huge trouble!"

Leng Yi glanced over, stopped Meng Shoulu's useless movements, and said lightly.

The hands are constantly moving, and they are still giving Qinglong acupuncture and moxibustion to treat internal injuries.

It's all arranged, and when I go home tomorrow, it's just right for the two of us to change shifts and drive!
But I might spend the entire afternoon healing their injuries, which is very annoying!

Hearing the voice, Wei Chongliang finally regained some sanity, took out his mobile phone tremblingly, and prepared to transfer money.

Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.

He was solving the problem in the private room, Meng Jishui stared at Taoist Xuanming from outside, and said in a cold voice:
"Old guy, you abolished your martial arts and knelt in front of them to repent! When they recover, it's time for you to get out!"

This seemed very harsh, almost cutting off his future and leaving him with no possibility of survival.

After all, as a warrior, he must have offended countless people.

Especially for those who injure others with a single shot, their enemies are all over the world, and if they lose their force, they can only die.

Facing such harsh conditions, Taoist Xuan Ming was filled with regret and fear.

I simply can’t imagine what life will be like in the future.

Where is the present scenery and calmness?

disagree?
Does he dare?
There are nine grandmasters around, and there is nowhere to run!
He fell into a crisis in an instant, and the many guests who were scared out of the private room beside him were all horrified when they saw the scene in front of them.

The boss was caught inside, but his number one thug was also severely suppressed, facing a terrorist crisis.

I don’t know where a group of people came from, so strong and domineering.

However, thinking about Shangri-La's usual actions, it seems that it is nothing, but it has finally hit the iron plate.

"Awesome, Wei Chongliang finally kicked the iron plate!"

"It's nothing. They bully people all the time. This is retribution!"

"Who are these people? They are so powerful and domineering, they don't give people a chance. Aren't they afraid of Bruce Lee? I remember he has shares here!"

Everyone present at the scene focused their attention on Taoist Priest Xuanming, waiting for his choice.

What choice does he have, under high pressure, he is lucky to be alive!

With a sad look on his face, he forced his chest out, raised his whisk with both hands, and said solemnly:

"I have been practicing for forty years and have seen countless masters, but I have never challenged the master. Today, I am asking you for advice. Please give me some advice!"

It is impossible for him to abolish his martial arts!
The dignity of a warrior must be defeated in battle, which is the final destination.

Fighting to death was what he was thinking about now.

It's a pity that he doesn't know how strong the master is at all.

A slight sneer appeared on Meng Jishui's face, and he said: "Okay, I will make you completely give up, convince yourself, let's do it!"

He didn't even make the movement of clasping his fists, he only pressed towards Taoist Xuanming with a big face.

The speed is not fast, but the movement is steady, waiting for his shot.

"Ah!"

Daoist Xuan Ming was forced, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he let out a loud roar.

Immediately, his body seemed to be shot out like a cannonball, and the whisk in his hand swung with the sound of wind, hitting Meng Jishui.

However, just as he started to move, he saw a foot, with a phantom in the shape of a dragon, kicking hard towards his stomach.

Nothing fancy, just like a train, roaring in.

There was no place to hide, the speed was too fast, and the stomach was hit hard.

"Pfft!"

Like a sound of frustration, Taoist Priest Xuanming's body instantly suffered a huge impact and flew up from the ground ten meters away.

Until it hit a wall, the huge shock wave knocked down an oil painting on the wall, and both the man and the painting sat dejectedly at the base of the wall.

He seemed to have lost all his strength and could no longer stand up.

Sitting on the ground, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, his eyes lost all luster, and he muttered to himself:

"With one move, I was defeated. From now on, I won't be able to..."

In one move, he was kicked by Meng Jishui to the point where his Dantian exploded. His martial arts skills were completely useless and he was a useless person from then on.

The only good thing is that the muscles are strong, stronger than the average person.

However, it is no longer possible to reach today's level.

"Get up, you must apologize to the master!"

He grabbed him by the collar and took him to the private room.

Many other Meng Jiajun ignored the assistants and bodyguards on the scene and returned to the private room to check the situation inside.

Wei Chongliang's money transfer was over, and he lay limp in front of Qinglong, watching him slowly spit out blood, and his injuries were getting better little by little.

Although it still looks like he can't move, but at least he's much better. His eyes turned to Taoist Xuanming who was lost and unable to move.

From his appearance, one could tell that he was very miserable and took revenge.

"Hehe, I told you, you must apologize to my young master. You just defended that bastard, are you okay now?"

Qinglong's voice was a little weak, but he still looked at him, gloating.

Suddenly I feel very happy now. If I was bullied in the past, I would usually not dare to retaliate, fearing the consequences would be even more miserable.

But, it's different now, not only the young master will stand out, but so many people under him will also make moves!

No longer afraid of being bullied.

(End of this chapter)