The Strongest Cultivation System

1Luo Fann walked into the Qian family and saw a few people staring at him. He couldn't help but curl his lips and say, "Yo! Are they waiting for me to show up? "Looks like I'm quite popular!"    

    

Luo Fann did not seem to see Zhao Wenwen desperately giving him a look as he walked into the hall.    

    

"I did not expect that a little bastard like you would actually dare to come! He was alone! " You really aren't afraid of death. " Qian Sheng looked at the culprit who caused him to become inhumane, as if he wanted to eat Luo Fann alive.    

    

"Why wouldn't I dare to come? Now is the time for all of you to beg me. If you know what's good for you, let Wenwen go immediately. " Or else, your Qian family will be removed from the capital tomorrow! "    

    

Qian Sheng felt like he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. Just as he was about to say something, Qian Youcai, who was standing beside him, spoke first with a vigilant face, "Kid! What do you want to do?"    

    

Looking at Qian Youcai's fearful expression, Qian Sheng could not help saying. "Grandfather, you're not really afraid of him, are you? Don't forget, my father is still in the manor carrying heavy responsibilities! " And you're afraid of him, a little bastard who doesn't count for anything? "    

    

Qian Sheng's words made Qian Youcai think of his promising son. He finally let go of his guard and did not say anything else.    

    

As he listened to the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, Luo Fann said with great interest, "Oh? It turns out that the Qian family has a great background!"    

    

"How is it?! Are you afraid, little bastard? " Today, I will let you see with your own eyes the woman you love the most begging me. I will make you remember this humiliation for the rest of your life! " After saying that, Qian Sheng stretched out his hand and pulled Zhao Wenwen's hair in front of him.    

    

The intense pain caused Zhao Wenwen's face to instantly turn pale. Luo Fann looked at Zhao Wenwen's helpless and frightened expression and could no longer hold his anger.    

    

He took a step forward and said coldly: "I will give you one last chance. Let Wenwen go now and I will leave you with an intact corpse!"    

    

Qian Sheng laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He pulled Zhao Wenwen's hair back and forth and said, "Do you think I will be afraid of you in the territory of Qian family? Someone, hold him down! I want him to watch a good show! "    

    

After Qian Sheng finished speaking, a dozen or so men in black rushed out from outside. Their solid muscles looked like they had been trained before. They surrounded Luo Fann.    

    

Qian Sheng no longer looked at Luo Fann. Instead, he turned his eyes to Zhao Wenwen. He reached out his hand and slapped Zhao Wenwen hard on the face. He cursed and cursed. "Smelly b * tch! Last time, you even tried to pull me. This time, you are going to continue pulling me!"    

    

After saying that, she pulled Zhao Wenwen's hair and was about to slam into the table beside her. At this moment, a wrist stretched out and tightly grabbed his wrist. A cold voice sounded beside his ear. "I said, let her go!"    

    

Qian Sheng looked up in disbelief. He looked at Luo Fann, who was standing in front of him, and then turned to look at the bodyguards who had fallen to the ground. He muttered. "Impossible! How did you do it?! " You're not human! " After saying that, he began to struggle violently, trying to break free from Luo Fann's grip.    

    

Qian Youcai, who was watching the show with narrowed eyes, did not expect Luo Fann to be so fast. His mind could not help but think of the ancient martial artists that his son Qian Hann had mentioned to him. Could Luo Fann be?    

    

Suddenly, his face changed. Qian Hann had mentioned it to him before. For all ancient martial artists, one person could match up to hundreds of ordinary people. Under normal circumstances, one must not offend them. Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable! They were like aristocratic families that were not a match for ancient martial artists at all.    

    

When he thought that Luo Fann might be an ancient martial artist, Qian Youcai tried to test him out. "Kid! "Let go of my grandson! Who did you learn martial arts from?"    

    

Luo Fann pinched the acupuncture point on Qian Sheng's wrist, forcing him to let go of Zhao Wenwen. Then he gently broke it. With a clear sound, Qian Sheng's scream echoed throughout the entire hall.    

    

Luo Fann carefully picked Zhao Wenwen up and gently put her on a chair at the side. His eyes were deep and he could not see any joy or anger. He turned his head and looked at Qian Youcai. "It seems that you have some insight, old thing. That's right! I am an ancient martial artist! "Today, I will fulfill my promise!"    

    

After saying that, he once again appeared in front of Qian Sheng at an extremely fast speed. He reached out his hand and grabbed Qian Sheng's hair. He quickly and fiercely knocked on the table again and again. A dull sound echoed in the hall, making Qian Youcai break out in cold sweat.    

    

Qian Youcai was very clear about this. This time, he had really provoked someone he shouldn't have. He looked at his only grandson and slowly knelt in front of Luo Fann. Tears of humiliation slowly rolled down his face.    

    

"Luo Fann, count it as my old man begging you to let my grandson go! If you have anything to do with me, come at me. My body can still bear it. I only beg you to let go of the only bloodline of my Qian family!"    

    

Luo Fann raised his head and looked at Qian Youcai, who had tears flowing down his face. The corner of his mouth curled up into an evil smile. "You want me to let him go?"    

    

"Grandpa, save me, I don't want to die yet! "Grandfather!" Qian Sheng's head was dizzy, and the great fear made him pee in his pants. The pungent smell went straight into their noses.    

    

Qian Youcai nodded embarrassingly. "I beg you, please let my grandson go!"    

    

Luo Fann nodded indifferently. He looked at Qian Sheng, who was on the verge of dying. "Sure, come here! Slap him in the face! Slap him until I'm satisfied! If I stop midway, I'll take his life! "    

    

Qian Youcai listened to Luo Fann's words and looked at his own grandson with a face of despair. He walked step by step towards Qian Sheng.    

    

"Pa!" A crisp sound made Luo Fann curl his lips and look at the good show in front of him with satisfaction.    

    

He originally thought that money only meant money. He did not expect that he would be serious. The sharp pain on his face made Qian Sheng's eyes turn red. He opened his mouth and cursed, "You old bastard! You actually hit me. I am your only grandson! Stop! Old thing! "I'm going to kill you!"    

    

Qian Sheng forced himself to focus. He reached out and grabbed Qian Youcai by the neck. He was in a daze now. The intense anger had made him lose his ability to distinguish. His mind was filled with thoughts of destroying everything!    

    

Qian Youcai's eyes widened. He had never thought that his grandson, whom he had loved since he was young, would reach out his hands to strangle him to death!    

    

He slapped Qian Sheng's arm with all his might while helplessly opening his dry mouth.    

    

Luo Fann looked at the wonderful scene in front of him and could not help clapping and shouting. He had never thought that Qian Sheng would be so ruthless! He forcefully strangled his grandfather to death.    

    

"You old thing, I told you to hit me! I told you to hit me!" Qian Sheng felt the man in his hand stop struggling. After letting go of his hand, he stood up and kicked Qian Youcai, who had lost his breath, hard.    

    

If there were other people in the hall at this moment, they would not be able to help but scream.