Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Pang Chenggang angrily said, "listen, so what? Can you still eat us? Wang Shao, this treacherous thing is right here. Please ask two venerable people to come out and teach him a lesson!"

Zhao Kuan is good at martial arts. There are three grandmasters in his family. Next to him is master Lin. everyone here dares to abuse Zhao Kuan, but no one dares to fight with him.

Only the venerable master can deal with the master.

Wang Luming was not moved at all. He looked at Zhao Kuan with indifferent eyes and said, "you don't seem to be welcome here."

"Hehe, have you welcomed me before?" Zhao Kuan smiled.

Wang Luming smiled coldly and said, "come uninvited. What's your purpose? It's only 30 seconds. Otherwise, I'll invite the venerable to come over. You can't go out at that time."

"I'll leave the meeting," said Zhao Kuan, taking out a brown bronze medal from his pocket and slapping it in the middle of the table.

As everyone knows, that is the identity tablet of the tianmeng summit.

"Leave the meeting?" Chang Kun sneered.

Zhao Kuan said, "that's right. I paid 240 million yuan to tianmeng in three years! When I joined the association, I said that if I withdrew the money, I would still retire. Now give me the money and my relationship with tianmeng will be cut off."

Everyone was dumbfounded. Wang Luming was also dumbfounded. Unexpectedly, Zhao Kuan would put forward this request.

Chang Kun reacted faster and said, "donkey, you are really brazen. You betrayed everyone and still want the membership fee? You were kicked out of tianmeng, and the membership fee is not a penny!"

"What you mean by this is not to give it?" Zhao Kuan stared at Chang Kun and said.

Chang Kun took a breath. "Want membership fee? Hehe, you are so stupid and lovely. That thing has been eaten by our family for a long time. Now it has turned into dung. Shall I give it to you?"

"240 million, how much do you have to pull? How long?" Zhao Kuan said.

Chang Kun slapped the table, "even I dare to amuse myself?"

Zhao Kuan said, "it's not a pastime. It's seeking truth from facts. Pull out the money, but you said that."

"Presumptuous!" Chang Kun pointed out.

Wang Luming frowned. Tianmeng held a meeting. How can Zhao Kuan make trouble here? He took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Xiong Haiyang said excitedly, "hahaha, donkey, you wait to die. Wang Shao is already calling the venerable. Come here in minutes. At that time, everything in your Zhao family will be divided by our tianmeng..."

No one answered the mobile phone. Wang Luming felt uneasy for no reason. Since he came to Qizhou yesterday, Lin has been in a state of loss of contact.

Then he called Meng Jialiang. Meng Jialiang should practice in his room. Since he became a venerable, all things of Meng Jialiang revolved around practice.

It took Wang Luming a lot of effort to invite him over this time.

As soon as I dialed the number, I heard the wooden door of the conference room slamming open behind me, but I saw a figure flying in from the outside.

Bang.

The man fell firmly to the ground and rolled one after another. He didn't stand up until he rolled out six or seven meters.

"Ah! Meng Shi!" Wang Luming's hand trembled and the latest XR fell to the ground.

The scene was silent. The man with ragged clothes and blood on his face was... The venerable Wang Luming invited, from Meng's family, Meng youruo's cousin - Meng Jialiang.

"Oh, wow..." Meng Jialiang couldn't stand steadily. He immediately knelt on one knee and spit out blood. His eyes stared at the door and his face was full of fear.

People's eyes also turned. At this moment, the conference room was very quiet. They only heard a clear sound of walking outside. Firm leather shoes fell on the clean ceramic tiles and made a crisp click.

The voice is messy, obviously not alone.

Wang Luming was filled with fear. He had a feeling that the person he didn't want to see was coming.

The double wooden door was pushed open, and Jiang Wuchen's slender figure came in, with an evil smile on his face and bright eyes like an electric light, which suffocated everyone in the conference room in a moment.

Meng Jialiang looked up, "you... You are... Quan Zun!" then he closed his eyes and fell on the ground with a puff.

"Spit!" Tang Ju spat disdainfully and said, "venerable... But so."

Dozens of people at the scene felt their blood cold at this moment.

You Wu walked up to Wang Luming and said, "get up."

"What?"

"Stand up." you Wu said coldly.

Wang Luming dared not resist and stood up obediently from his position.

You Wu pushed his seat to Jiang Wuchen. "Please sit down, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Wuchen smiled at the surprised, shocked and dejected faces and said, "they are familiar faces. They haven't changed at all in three years. No, if there is, they have become young. It seems that everyone's life is good."

Zhao Kuan walked to Jiang Wuchen, leaned slightly, and then said, "Lao Pang, you said just now. When Mr. Jiang came, you knelt down and kowtowed here, didn't you?"

Pang Zhiqiang's scalp was numb and he didn't dare to look at Jiang Wuchen. His heart hung up. He bowed his head and didn't dare to say anything. His old face was hot.

"Jiang Wuchen, you... You are bold. This is tianmeng. How can you make trouble?" Wang Luming said angrily, holding his mobile phone to make a phone call.

Jiang Wuchen looked up at him and said, "who else can you contact? Lin Luping?"

Outside, several bodyguards carried the old Lin Luping and threw him on the ground. Lin Luping was tied like a mummy, but he was old overnight.

"Ah, master Lin!" Wang Luming's voice trembled. The situation in front of him seriously exceeded his expectation. Lin Luping, Meng Jialiang and the two venerable masters were all seriously injured by Jiang Wuchen.

Now, who else can be their opponent?

"Old Pang, come and kowtow." Zhao Kuan smiled.

Pang Zhiqiang gnashed his teeth.

"That's what you just said. If you don't come, I'll go." Zhao Kuan said with a smile.

The master Lin Lao behind him stood up at the moment, "I'm glad to help."

Pang Zhiqiang's heart was full of blood vomiting. Pang Chenggang nearby hurriedly said, "I'm kidding. I'm kidding."

"I'm serious. It doesn't look like I'm joking just now." Zhao Kuan said with a smile, "old Lin......"

"Yes." old Lin walked forward.

Pang Zhiqiang suddenly took out a black pistol from his back and aimed it at Jiang Wuchen. He shouted hoarsely, "don't force me, don't force me!"

"What I said will be realized even if I die," Zhao Kuan said.

"Ah!!" Pang Zhiqiang shouted and immediately pulled the trigger at Zhao Kuan.

Bang bang.

The muzzle sleeve reciprocates, the cartridge case jumps out, and the bullet flashes with fire. Before Zhao Kuan's eyes, it is blocked by an air hood screwed by Jiang Wuchen.