Chapter 1091: Coming Back Again

The whole audience was shocked!

They were speechless, their eyeballs were about to pop out, and they were extremely shocked. The scene that just appeared had been deeply engraved in their minds like a steel brand.

The strong man of the Cavendish family, Mr. Kerry, came in forcefully, waved his hand to create momentum, unmatched, unstoppable, and powerful, seemingly invincible.

In the end, he was still defeated by Luo Feng's leaf!

Who is strong and who is weak, the difference is immediately determined.

The roc spreads its wings and hates the sky is low!

It is not a fierce dragon that cannot cross the river!

Luo Feng's voice echoed in all directions, and the world was shocked when the strong dragon came out of the abyss.

"Hate the sky is low? No wonder he has been silent. In his eyes, Mr. Kerry is simply weak."

"Yes, Mr. Kerry is not in his eyes."

"How powerful is that leaf?"

"Andre is stunned!"

"The fierce dragon crosses the river! Even the Cavendish family can't stop it."

Jiang Xiaohai's tightly clenched fists are trembling, and his whole body is shaking with excitement. This is the real peerless strongman.

Jiang Xiaohai looked at Luo Feng with eyes full of worship, and he was completely convinced.

No matter how powerful the opponent is, no matter how powerful the momentum is, there is only one result, a leaf breaks it!

It's that simple.

When will he have this strength?

Jiang Xiaohai looked at Luo Feng with fiery eyes.

In the distance, Kerry, who fell to the ground and vomited blood, couldn't stand up yet, and Luo Feng had already stepped towards Andre, "Since you choose not to compensate... then, it's okay, just like him, take my hit."

Luo Feng pointed at Kerry in the distance, and between his fingers, a leaf permeated with a terrible breath.

Andre suddenly shuddered and came to his senses, with horror on his face.

Mr. Kerry is the strongest person he has ever seen.

Just now,

waved his hand to control the falling leaves, penetrating the wall, with infinite power.

Andre was expecting Mr. Kerry to continue to show his power, but he didn't know that he was solved so easily!

Take his hit?

A strong man like Mr. Kerry was seriously injured and fell to the ground. How could he possibly withstand this man's attack?

He would definitely die!

Andre retreated with a pale face.

"I'll give you three seconds to think about it." Luo Feng stepped forward suddenly, roaring like a dragon and elephant, "Three!"

The sound waves roared!

Andre retreated almost collapsed, stumbled and fell to the ground. At this moment, it seemed as if a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds pressed on Andre's chest, making him breathless.

"Two!"

Like a demon's roar!

Luo Feng took another step forward.

Andre was overwhelmed and vomited blood.

"I'll pay!"

Andre was completely panicked. This man was a demon king and could not be provoked at all. Andre lowered his head, tremblingly took out the check and pen, and wrote a string of numbers.

"This, this is 10 million." Andre's expression flashed with a trace of pain. Even though the Cavendish family is rich, it is not easy for Andre to take out this amount of money all at once. This part of his money has already embezzled the family's operating funds. Andre's status in the Cavendish family is noble, so he can do it easily.

Luo Feng took the check expressionlessly, took a look, and handed it to Mr. Jiang in Tang suit.

Mr. Jiang's name is Jiang Mingwen.

Jiang Mingwen looked at the check handed over by Luo Feng and shook his hand quickly, "No, I can't take this money."

"Don't worry, this is the compensation for your loss from Mr. Andre." Qian Yilan said, "I think, with the reputation of the Cavendish family, he won't regret the money he gave out." Qian Yilan glanced at Andre.

Andre shuddered and said quickly, "I will never regret it."

At the same time, Andre gritted his teeth secretly, lowered his head and flashed a flash of unwillingness. The reputation of the Cavendish family was shit. However, with such a terrifying strong man around, even if he wanted to regret it, he dared not take action.

In the end, Jiang Mingwen accepted the huge compensation this time, and Andre, who was coming with great momentum, fled Chinatown in disgrace.

The onlookers saw that there was no excitement to watch, and they all dispersed. The guys of Bencaotang cleaned up the mess, and Jiang Mingwen and his grandson invited Luo Feng and Qian Yilan to move to the inner hall.

Make tea and take a seat.

After a round of greetings, the two sides became much more familiar.

"Brother Luo." Jiang Xiaohai looked at Luo Feng's eyes, still unable to hide his excitement, "You, are you an eight-ding strongman?"

In Jiang Xiaohai's opinion, only an eight-ding strongman can match Luo Feng's level.

Luo Feng took a sip of tea.

Qian Yilan couldn't help but reveal his past, and told Jiang Xiaohai, "An ordinary Nine Ding warrior can't last more than three moves under Luo Feng."

Jiang Xiaohai was shocked and petrified!

"Young Master Luo." Jiang Mingwen asked doubtfully, "You seemed to say before that you had some connection with the Ancient Medical Sect?"

Luo Feng glanced at Jiang Mingwen and smiled, "Mr. Jiang, what is your relationship with the head of Jiang Tianya?"

Jiang Xiaohai also looked at Jiang Mingwen with doubt at this time. No one had ever mentioned this to him.

Jiang Mingwen's expression was a little complicated. After a moment, he sighed softly, "In the second year after Xiaohai's father was born, I took them away from the Ancient Medical Sect."

"Now the head of the Ancient Medical Sect, Jiang Tianya, is my nephew."

Jiang Mingwen told Luo Feng all the ins and outs.

Jiang Mingwen was born in the Ancient Medical Sect, but his meridians were blocked by nature, so he couldn't become a warrior. He was disheartened and ran away from home. He eventually crossed the ocean and settled in Chinatown in London, England.

Jiang Mingwen and Jiang Tianya's father Jiang Canghai are brothers.

"Grandpa, do you mean that our family is inherited from the Ancient Medical School, one of the nine schools in the Chinese martial arts world?" Jiang Xiaohai couldn't believe it. After a moment, his expression was filled with ecstasy, "Grandpa! I want to go back!"

Jiang Mingwen's body trembled.

The wrinkled face and slightly cloudy eyes suddenly turned red.

Go back... . . . . .

Go home!!!

For many years, whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Jiang Mingwen would cry when he had this thought, but he wanted to avoid it and didn't dare to go back.

Now, when Jiang Xiaohai mentioned it, it deeply touched Jiang Mingwen's soft spot.

Jiang Mingwen's heart twitched fiercely and hurt, "Although I have been in a foreign country for these years, I have been watching everything in the Ancient Medical School silently."

Jiang Mingwen's lips twitched violently, and tears welled up in his eyes, "The Ancient Medical School is ruined! We... are homeless!"

"What!" Jiang Xiaohai's eyes were dull.

Jiang Mingwen immediately told him about the collapse of the Ancient Medical School overnight.

"Qiyuan Xiemen!" Jiang Xiaohai was about to go crazy, roaring angrily, vowing to destroy Qiyuan Xiemen!

Drink water and remember its source, and fall leaves return to their roots.

Jiang Xiaohai found his "roots" and was excited, but he heard the bad news. Even though he had never stepped into the ancient medical school, he felt a sense of belonging that blood was thicker than water.

"Old Jiang, don't worry." Qian Yilan said, "The ancient medical school has indeed suffered a great disaster, but it has not been defeated. The disciples of the ancient medical school are actively preparing to revive the ancient medical school. I believe that it will not be long before the ancient medical school can stand tall in the world of warriors again."

Bang!

As soon as Qian Yilan finished speaking, a figure outside pushed the door in hurriedly.

It was a waiter from Bencaotang.

"Not good!" The waiter said anxiously, "They... they... are back again!"