Chapter 418: Greed brings trouble
"What a joke!" Jia Zhengyu hurriedly dodged Feng Baobao's attack. "After taking off her high heels, she's like a completely different person!"

"Uncle, you don't know how horrible this thing is. It's not something a human can wear."

Hearing Feng Baobao's words, Murong Ji couldn't help but look down at the pair of red heels on Qu Tong's feet...

Qu Tong smiled slightly and moved her feet to allow Murong Ji to see more carefully.

Murong Ji felt helpless. He turned around and saw that the battle had ended. Feng Baobao had suffered very little damage.

Then, Murong Ji stretched and said, "Let's leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, the top of his head suddenly cracked and Zhang Chulan fell down. Looking up, he saw a person standing on the pit, Feng Shayan.

The thunder magic on Zhang Chulan's body had not completely dissipated, and lightning flashed from time to time. Murong Ji paused and looked at Zhang Chulan deeply.

Is Thunder Method a move? No, it is called Thunder Method, but it is actually Qi Method. It is a very authentic Taoist practice method, a method to reach the heavens.

This brings us to the secret of the Divine Sword Controlling Thunder, which is a move that uses true energy to defeat the enemy. It is not a fundamental method of cultivation. It can promote cultivation, but it cannot replace the Tai Chi Xuanqing Taoism.

Coming back to his senses, Murong Ji ignored him and walked towards the stairs.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking air. Murong Ji was shocked and turned around to see Qu Tong, who was following behind him, pierced by the Dragon-Pecking Cone.

For some reason, Murong Ji's first reaction was not anger, but rather a feeling of something being weird, but he couldn't tell what was weird about it.

“Hahaha! You’re so arrogant! Now you know how powerful I am!” Jia Zhengyu was a little crazy, his mind wasn’t quite right. “And you guys! You’re laughing at me! You want to leave after you’re done!”

Murong Ji's face gradually darkened and he stared at Qu Tong in a daze. He understood what was wrong. Jia Zhengyu was not the kind of brainless person.

He had already understood his strength before, so how could he still challenge him like this? Was he looking for death? !
[Shuangquan Hands? ! ! ]

But when did Qu Tong make the move? How come he didn't notice it at all?!
Looking at Qu Tong, the Dragon-Pecking Cone that pierced through her chest would be covered with tiny barbs once it was fully exerted. When it was pulled out of her body, she would suffer pain and injury again.

Exhaling slowly, Murong Ji asked Qu Tong for a pill and hugged her, "Bear with it."

The next moment, she pulled out the Dragon-Pecking Cone, and a large amount of true energy poured into her body, dissolving the power of the medicine and healing the wound.

"I, Feng Zhenghao, am really blind! Smash it!" An angry roar was heard, and Murong Ji just took a look.

He let Qu Tong nestle in his arms, looking at the Dragon-Pecking Spike in his hand, a trace of murderous intent flashed across his face. In an instant, the Dragon-Pecking Spike in his hand was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards Jia Zhengyu.

"Ding!"

Feng Zhenghao's heart trembled, and his hands suddenly turned black. He waved his hand to knock the dragon-pecking spikes away. Without waiting for a word, the two dragon-pecking spikes that were nailed to Feng Baobao's body were pulled out instantly.

It stabbed towards Jia Zhengyu at such a fast speed and at such a tricky angle that Feng Zhenghao had to defend himself with all his strength. If he was not careful, Jia Zhengyu would die.

"Mr. Murong, right? Please calm down. I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation! Spare his life!"

Murong Ji turned a deaf ear and picked up Qu Tong. Until now he couldn't be sure whether it was Qu Tong who did it.

"bump!"

A black light flashed in front of Murong Ji, and a fist mark appeared inexplicably and hit him. Immediately afterwards, countless fist marks followed. The attack was fierce, but it could not do anything to Murong Ji. They were meant to influence Murong Ji's judgment.

"Shayan! Get back quickly!"

Murong Ji turned his head and saw a woman named Feng Shayan appearing in front of his left.

Feng Shayan looked at Murong Ji and suddenly smiled, then swung a punch through the air. With a "bang", the fist mark hit the black light in front of Murong Ji.

"Fei Changfang has a magical skill that can shrink the earth veins and make them appear thousands of miles away. It is as clear as before when you let it go. The skill of shrinking the earth! Do you know how Fei Changfang died?"

As soon as Murong Ji finished speaking, he directly transformed Feng Zhenghao's Yin spirit's Yin Qi and crashed it into Feng Shayan's body.

"Puff!" Feng Shayan spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered a few steps, and wanted to punch Murong Ji again, but she couldn't make a punch mark.

"Shayan!" Feng Zhenghao wanted to go forward to check on his daughter's injuries, but he couldn't. Jia Zhengyu died in the Tianxiahui, and the Tianxiahui would be in trouble.

Murong Ji set his sights on Jia Zhengyu. At this moment, he stared at Murong Ji in a daze, and kept muttering, "Impossible, impossible..."

His eyes fell on Feng Zhenghao. Not to mention that he was at ease, if this was the only method he had, it would be absolutely difficult for him to break through Feng Zhenghao's defense.

Being one of the top ten, he must have a lot of confidence. With Jia Zhengyu restraining him, he was a little confused.

"Hubby, let go."

Murong Ji glanced at Qu Tong and saw that she was no longer seriously injured and the wounds on her internal organs were slowly healing, so he let her go.

With a flash of his body, he appeared in front of Feng Zhenghao. The two men crossed each other's paths. Feng Zhenghao was startled and with a burst of black air, he directly carried Jia Zhengyu away.

A Tai Chi diagram suddenly bloomed and spread out in all directions, but the next moment, it disappeared into thin air.

Murong Ji landed silently. Behind him was Feng Zhenghao. Most of the black energy around him had dissipated, leaving only a few wisps and a group protecting Jia Zhengyu.

Feng Zhenghao pushed his glasses and said softly, "Mr. Murong, we will give you an explanation, please rest assured."

This time, he could imagine that the originally agreed contract would be overturned, and Tianxiahui would probably suffer a great loss at the hands of Qu Tong. Murong Ji thought for a moment and said, "The contract with Tianxiahui should not be changed once it is agreed upon."

Qu Tong was a little hesitant. She could understand what Murong Ji meant. Tianxiahui was the local tyrant in Tianjin. If they wanted to use some tricks, they would have no way to stop them.

But there are huge benefits involved, and I’m reluctant to give it up.

He continued, "President Feng, don't worry, the contract we have agreed on will not change. As for the explanation, forget it..."

"when"

Three dragon-pecking spikes suddenly fell to the ground.

Feng Zhenghao breathed a sigh of relief, "Since Mr. Murong has made up his mind, we still have some resources in the Tianxia Association, so let's take it as an apology."

"No need for that. I also hurt someone from your family, so we're even. Let's put this matter behind us."

"Good! Great! We will protect Mr. Murong's business in North China and will never let it go wrong!"

Murong Ji turned his head and looked at Jia Zhengyu. His heart sank. This guy had already become greedy. [Jia Village, I'm afraid there will be some trouble! ]

Looking at Feng Baobao, he thought for a moment, took a step forward, and instantly appeared in front of Zhang Chulan. Feng Zhenghao's heart skipped a beat. This was Feng Shayan's trick. He didn't expect...

Murong Ji squatted down and carefully examined Feng Baobao's body, meridians, and automatically running Qi. "Jia Zhengyu, you were really cruel. You completely destroyed her heart and liver."

If this dragon-pecking spike pierces the heart and then is pulled out, even a top-notch Qi-refiner will be doomed.

Murong Ji quickly pressed a pill into the heart along the wound, and then stimulated the Qi around Feng Baobao's body to slowly heal the wound.

"What a great move!" Feng Zhenghao praised sincerely. He could see clearly that Feng Baobao's breathing was becoming more and more stable, and she no longer looked seriously injured.

Murong Ji did not answer, he wrote down the method of 'Old Farmer's Skill' and began to finish.

"bump!"

More people came up, and there were quite a few of them. Xu San and Xu Si came up with a lot of well-informed people.

The elevator opened and several more people walked in.

"You two, I'm sorry. It's all my fault that I didn't act sooner..."

"Chairman Feng, it was our people who took action first..." Xu Si looked at Murong Ji standing next to Feng Baobao, his heart skipped a beat subconsciously.

Xu San instantly controlled Feng Baobao back in one year, and looked at Murong Ji with vigilance. When he saw the blood on Feng Baobao's body, his pupils shrank.

When he found that Feng Baobao's wound had been treated, his eyes sank again.

Murong Ji stretched lazily, turned around and looked at the two brothers. Xu San was quite strong. One could tell from his first move that his strength was definitely top-notch.

"Zhang Chulan! What are you still in a daze for? Come back with me!"

As soon as Xu Si finished speaking, Xu San turned around and left without saying a word, holding Feng Baobao, leaving Xu Laosi to deal with the rest of the problems.

"President Feng, please prepare a suitable car for me."

Murong Ji watched them walk out of the Tianxiahui and glanced around, which was in tatters due to Feng Baobao and her gang.

"President Feng has things to do at home, so we won't disturb him."

Feng Zhenghao stepped forward and said apologetically, "It is true today... I will apologize to Mr. Murong someday."

Murong Ji nodded and looked at Qu Tong, whose face was a little pale. After making sure that she was fine, he took Qu Tong away.

In the parking lot.

Murong Ji walked to the side of the car and asked Qu Tong to sit in the passenger seat. After getting in the car, Qu Tong suddenly asked, "Husband, can you beat Feng Zhenghao?"

Murong Ji drove a taxi, "If we compete, we are not my match. If we fight to the death, it's fifty-fifty."

He left some room for maneuver and did not say anything absolute. Relying on his own experience and feeling, even without the support of true Qi, he would not be afraid of those big guys if his physical fitness was trained to a certain level.

In terms of "skills", I can already be considered a master.

After chatting for a while, the two drove back to the hotel.

He asked Qu Tong to lie on the bed and take off her shirt, then carefully checked her injuries. The wounds had already scabbed over and her body was slowly healing, so there was nothing serious.

"Honey, what's wrong? Will it affect my study with you tomorrow?"

Murong Ji frowned slightly, then relaxed, "Learning something simple is no problem."

The next morning, Murong Ji found a jungle and began to teach Qu Tong some moves and body techniques.

(End of this chapter)