I saw Jiang Wuye walking towards me with his hands behind his back. As soon as he appeared, his momentum overwhelmed the entire audience.

When Jiang Fan saw his old man coming, he took the initiative to move out of the way.

"What's going on, brat?" Jiang Wuye looked around.

Jiang Fan said, "This guy bullied others with his power and harassed me, Sister Yanxue. I took action and taught him a lesson."

"There is such a thing," Jiang Wuye glanced at Wei Yanxue, "big girl, you are not at a disadvantage, right?"

Wei Yanxue shook her head, "Grandpa Jiang, I'm fine."

"Who are you?" Mr. He raised his head and looked at Mr. Jiang Wu.

Seeing this, Su Qin quickly stepped forward to apologize, "Jiang Wuye, I have alarmed you. Su Qin can solve this matter, you..."

"No need," Jiang Wuye waved his hand and looked at He Peng, who was walking behind Mr. He, "This is the kid, right?"

Jiang Fan nodded, "That's him, he seems to be one of this year's martial arts candidates."

"Martial man?" Jiang Wuye was stunned.

He Peng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Old guy, weren't you crazy just now? Why, you panicked when you heard the martial arts candidate, now..."

Before He Peng could finish speaking, Jiang Wuye pointed at He Peng and said to Jiang Fan, "It's useless. Why do you have mercy on such a thing? Go and give him a slap in the face."

"Are you presumptuous?" Mr. He was stunned when he heard this, "You heard clearly, my grandson is a candidate for Wuling, and his father, my son, is He Fuchang, a Wuling man."

"What kind of shit is He Fuchang?" Jiang Wuye raised his hand and slapped Mr. He.

Although this slap was not serious, it made Mr. He stagger and he was dumbfounded.

"You...you dare to hit me?"

"I'm beating you, an old guy. Don't you agree?"

"You are looking for death, dare to touch my grandfather!" He Peng rushed up angrily, not expecting Su Qin to be at the scene.

Su Qin secretly screamed, "Oh no!" He had already thought of the outcome.

In China, those who dare to take action against Jiang Wuye have to say that they are really brave enough.

"Hmph, it's no wonder that the Wulingren Organization has ended up like this. Anyone can be a candidate, so I'll just kill you here."

After saying this, Jiang Wuye raised his hand and waved it casually.

"boom!"

Blood exploded in the air, and He Peng rushed up like a kite with its string broken, rolling rapidly on the spot.

Jiang Wuye grabbed He Peng's chest with his right hand.

Something strange happened.

I could only see a layer of red steam rising from Jiang Wuye's arms as thick as water snakes.

"Get out of here!"

With an angry shout, He Peng's body shook violently in the air, looking extremely painful.

Seeing this scene, the wolf cub frowned and said to Jiang Fan, "Jiang Wuye wants to forcefully extract the ancestral spirit from his body. Most people can't bear it. He will be dead."

A sharp sound sounded from He Peng's body, and Jiang Fan saw He Peng's chest twisting, and a ball of green light was forcibly pulled out.

"Is this the ancestral spirit?" Jiang Fan saw it for the first time.

"No," He Lao's face changed drastically when he heard this, but as He Peng was thrown to the ground like garbage, it was already too late.

"The management of the Chinese organization also wants this kind of ancestral spirit. The Chinese martial arts world is considered useless." Jiang Wuye glanced at the green light in his palm with disdain and crushed it on the spot.

"Come here, come quickly," Mr. He rushed to his grandson's side, and more than a dozen bodyguards from the He family rushed over.

"Send to the hospital, send to the hospital, quickly!"

The He family was in chaos, and Mr. He followed behind him tremblingly and left the scene.

Dead silence...

Everyone at the scene looked pale.

Several of these people were martial arts people, and they could certainly see how much power it took for the old man to easily pull out the ancestral spirit from He Peng's body.

"Is this old man also from Wuling? Why haven't I seen his information in the company?"

Among the low-key Wuling people, one person asked his companions around him.

"I don't know him either, but he is very powerful. The ancestral spirit is definitely at least B-level. It's not something we can know with our authority."

In the Wulingren organization, the lowest rank is F, and the highest rank is the twelve S-level supervisors in China today.

They guard one side in various cities, and it is almost rare to see the two appearing in the same place.

Class B is considered a powerful existence in China, and ordinary people have no authority to know about it.

Su Qin sighed, shook his head and said secretly, "The He family is really looking for death. It's not good to offend anyone, but they offend Jiang Fifth Master. Jiang Fifth Master will take action. It's either death or injury."

However, Jiang Wuye was very calm. He pointed at Jiang Fan's nose and cursed, "Next time you encounter such a bastard, he will be completely destroyed like me. Do you hear me?"

Jiang Fan was speechless, "I am a good citizen who abides by laws and regulations. It is not good for me to fight and kill."

"I don't like to hear what birds are saying," Jiang Wuye slapped his face, "Just do it, and I'll see who dares to cause trouble for you. It won't happen if you go against the will."

"Calm down, calm down," Jiang Fan smiled bitterly.

At this time, Long Zangyue of the Long family was a little shocked and asked Long Er next to him, "What is the origin of this little brother Jiang Fan? His old man is so powerful that he defeated He Peng with one move. And Su Qin seems to have

Afraid of that."

Wei Yanxi smiled and said, "Uncle Long, Grandpa Jiang and Mr. Su of the Su family used to be friends."

"Oh, that's incredible. No wonder it's Mr. Su who used this method," Long Zangyue said with excitement on his face. He was glad that he had left a pretty good impression on Jiang Fan.

"Long Fei, Long Er, from now on you must make more friends with Mr. Jiang, do you understand?"

Long Fei nodded and looked at Jiang Fan with a different look.

Before, he thought Jiang Fan was just a weak scholar, but judging from his actions just now, even if he was not a martial artist, he was many times stronger than him.

And there was still a trace of jealousy in his heart.

The old man beside Jiang Fan has an extraordinary status. If he wants to become a martial spirit, with his relationship with the Su family, he will definitely be able to get a good ancestral spirit, at least an F-level one, right?

But what about him?

His family is rich and somewhat powerful, but with the He family's status and background, it's not worth mentioning after all.

... ...

after an hour...

Hospital...

The corridor was full of people from the He family.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a suit and slicked back hair appeared in the ward.

This middle-aged man has a tall and straight figure, eyes like swords, and full of aura.

He looked at his son unconscious on the hospital bed and couldn't help clenching his fists.

"What a ruthless method, you actually ripped out my son's ancestral spirit!"

"What should we do now, Fuchang, will this be okay?" Mr. He blamed himself.

"Dad, it's okay. I still have some sympathy for this man, but I'm afraid this unsatisfactory boy will be useless in the future, and it will be difficult for him to become a martial arts man."

"What!" Mr. He's face changed drastically when he heard this. He was so frightened that he collapsed on the spot. "If He Peng knew this news, he... how would he survive?"

"Dad, I've told you several times that you can help me discipline this kid when I'm not at home. You'd better dote on him since he was a child. He's caused me a lot of trouble over the years."

He Fuchang sighed, quite helpless.

"Is now the time to talk about this?" He Lao stamped his feet angrily, "You are not worried at all that your son cannot become a martial artist, yet you still say that we are not."

"With his personality, it's better not to go in, so as not to cause trouble to my He family." Of course, He Fuchang did not dare to say this, otherwise his pedantic old father would be so angry that he would faint to death.

"Okay dad, I will give you an explanation for this matter. I have asked people around me to investigate. Although this kid is at fault, but..."

He Fuchang narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "For openly attacking a candidate of the Chinese Martial Arts, even if he is also a member of the Chinese Martial Arts, he cannot escape the blame. I want to see who is so contemptuous of the rules."

"Brother," a Chinese martial arts man came to the door, with one hand on the door frame and a document in the other, and said with a wry smile, "I found it, good news or bad news, which one do you want to listen to?"

"Go out and talk," He Fuchang walked out of the ward with a cold face.

corridor...

He Fuchang looked at the documents and frowned more and more.

He, who is also a member of the Chinese Wulingren next to him, smiled bitterly and said, "This old man is indeed a Wulingren. According to the clues on the scene, he is at least a B-level ancestral spirit, just like us."

"Is this good news or bad news?" He Fuchang closed the document and looked out the window of the hospital.

"The good news is that at least for martial arts people at this level, with my strength and my big brother, it's not a big problem for me to take action and teach him a lesson."

"What about the bad news?"

"What's the bad news..." He scratched his head and said helplessly, "This old man should be a martial arts man trained by Mr. Su. If we take action and Mr. Su discovers it, we can't tell the person in charge above us.

Explain."

Mr. Su is one of the three elders in the management of the Huaxia Wulingren. Mr. Su knows at least one S-level Chinese inspection envoy who is a big shot...

In terms of strength, the He family really didn't dare to challenge him.

"It doesn't matter," He Fuchang sneered, "If things are done cleanly, everything will be fine. He's just a B-level old guy. He can't make any big waves."
Chapter completed!