Strongest Medical Saint

Chapter 174 What's the matter?

The sudden image that appeared froze the smiles on the faces of Tan Qihua and the others.

Looking at Huo Jian, who was crouching on the ground, wailing in pain, with one hand bloodied and dripping.

Tan Qihua and the others felt their hearts racing uncontrollably, blinking hard, trying to convince themselves that everything they were seeing was an illusion.

But as they closed and opened their eyes, closed and opened again...

Everything before them remained unchanged. They remembered that just now, Shen Feng had only flicked the bottle with his finger, right?

The bottle in Huo Jian's hand had exploded so violently?

For a moment, Tan Qihua and the others involuntarily stepped back. Could it be that Shen Feng possessed the martial arts skills described in wuxia novels? Your next read awaits at My Virtual Library Empire

They couldn't think of any other reason why Shen Feng could flick a bottle lightly, and the entire glass bottle would explode in such an incredible manner.

Shen Feng glanced at Huo Jian squatting on the ground: "Don't you know that glass is fragile? Be more careful next time."

Huo Jian, enduring the pain, stood up and quickly retreated to Tan Qihua's side. He glared at Shen Feng, flames of anger in his eyes, while blood continued to pour from his hand. He didn't dare to pull out the glass shards that had lodged into his palm.

Tan Qihua regained his composure, "Shen Feng, you indeed seem a little different from before, and you've even learned this kind of skill. But in this world, it's not the one with the strongest fists who has the right to speak the loudest. Can your fists block bullets?"

"Now you've added another crime of assault to your record. Huo Jian's blood-soaked hand is right here; there's no way you can deny it. Let's see how I'll play you to death this time!"

In the midst of speaking.

Tan Qihua was the first to quickly exit the private room. Since his cousin Liang Fan hadn't brought people here yet, what if Shen Feng decided to drag him down too? It was safer to wait outside.

Seeing Tan Qihua leave the private room, Zhou Kun and Cheng Yong, and others also quickly made their exits.

Shen Feng didn't pursue them. Since they wanted to rush to their deaths so eagerly, did he have a reason not to oblige? Patiently taking his seat again, he thought, 'Might as well finish off these few flies today; save me the buzzing in my ears.'

After Tan Qihua and the others left the private room, they retreated all the way to the outside of the KTV.

Huo Jian, with a grimaced face and slightly pale lips, said: "Bro Tan, I need to go to the hospital."

Tan Qihua frowned and said, "Endure it a bit longer. My cousin and I are on good terms. If he finds out this toad not only messed with my woman but beat up my brother like this, with his temperament he will certainly get furious. Then, when faced with multiple gun barrels, will that toad still dare to act tough? Just wait for that toad to kneel before you later!"

Zhou Kun said coldly, "Shen Feng, no one can save you today."

Hu Ling added insult to injury, "Guo Liqiang and the rest are fools to consider you a brother. There are few fools in this world, what can someone like you bring to your brothers? I'm sick of hearing Guo Liqiang constantly mention your name, droning on about a piece of trash like you."

Tan Qihua slapped Hu Ling's butt and chuckled, "Brother Fan, this is the guy. He knows a bit of kung fu, but I think it's safer to deal with him with a gun."

Then he turned to Shen Feng, still chuckling, "I told you, this world is controlled by those with power and status. Even if you're skilled, you're just a lump of mud."

Follwing behind came Liang Fan.

Upon seeing Shen Feng in the private room, his heart felt as if it was struck hard. He would never forget this face in his lifetime.

The bloodshed at the Jade Mansion Hotel was still vivid in his memory.

Listening to Huo Jian, Tan Qihua, and the others talk one after the other, Liang Fan almost pissed his pants. What the hell were these scumbags doing?

Now he knew that Tan Qihua was spewing bullshit. Would Master Shen take an interest in a woman like Hu Ling?

With Master Shen's status, how many women could he want? Would he need to resort to force?

Was he, Liang Fan, qualified to be called Liang Shao in front of Shen Feng? He grew more and more terrified, trembling non-stop. Damn, Tan Qihua was about to drive the Liang Family into the Abyss! And to think that he had always treated Tan Qihua like a brother. What betrayal!

Tan Qihua saw Liang Fan shivering uncontrollably and asked, "Brother Fan, are you very cold?"

Cold my ass!

Rage filled Liang Fan's eyes and he didn't hesitate to punch Tan Qihua in the face.

Tan Qihua was stunned by the sudden blow.

Why was his own cousin suddenly attacking him?

But before he could ask, Liang Fan threw a left hook, followed by a right, repeatedly striking Tan Qihua's face.

His nose was broken, blood spurted everywhere, and some of his teeth got knocked out. It was clear that Liang Fan used all his strength in the attack, almost wishing he could beat Tan Qihua to death on the spot.

The others, who were waiting to see Shen Feng beg for mercy, found their minds blank. What on earth was going on? They were completely clueless.