Urban Strongest Medicine God

"You're Zhao Qiang?"

A cold light flashed in Zhao Qiang's eyes. He did not answer and instead asked a question, "You are First gang's Sect Leader, Bi Fu?"

Hearing this question, the expressions of all the strong men standing around Zhao Qiang changed. They all stared at him with cold, bone-piercing gazes. If looks could kill, Zhao Qiang would have died tens of thousands of times over.

Zhao Qiang looked at Bi Fu fearlessly.

A minute later.

Bi Fu retracted his gaze, flicked away the cigarette in his hand, and stared at Zhao Qiang as he said each word in a serious tone, "You are very bold."

"Most worlds have a third place." Zhao Qiang smiled.

Bi Fu smirked, and said indifferently: "Please take a seat."

Zhao Qiang sat down on the sofa with his legs crossed. "Sect Leader Bi, if you have something to say, then just say it."

"Speak quickly, I like it." A cold light flashed in Bi Fu's eyes, and he said solemnly: "In order to rob us, you and I have always been taking money from others, and there are no debts nor grievances between us. To deal with you, you have only taken the money of others."

Zhao Qiang was not surprised at all. He mocked, "Sect Leader Bi, after you've dealt with me so many times, are you going to pretend that nothing has happened just because you took money from me?"

Hearing that, Bi Fu laughed coldly: "I'm only telling you the truth, if you want to take revenge on me, just do it, I'll go with it."

Zhao Qiang stood up and stared at Bi Fu, saying each word coldly, "Even if you don't come looking for me, I will come looking for you. Today, I will settle the grudge between you and I."

Bi Fu stood up with a dark face, his entire body released a powerful aura, staring straight at Zhao Qiang, he said coldly: "You have guts, I had heard from younger brother that you were extremely powerful, I hope you did not disappoint me."

"Similarly, don't disappoint me."

Bi Fu waved his hand and said in a heavy voice, "Everyone leave. No one is allowed to enter without my permission."

"Yes, Sect Master."

Everyone left.

Zhao Qiang had lived in the Jinzhou for a long time and had heard many legends about Bi Fu. He was a strong and ruthless person, back then, he was just a little hoodlum, but later on, he climbed up to his current position step by step. It was said that there was a big shot supporting him behind his back, but no one knew who he was.

"If I attack, I'll definitely see blood. There's still time for you to stop." The reason why Bi Fu told Zhao Qiang so much was not because he wanted to show mercy and release Zhao Qiang, but because he felt that if there was no need to, he shouldn't fall out with him easily.

"There's no need for that."

Bi Fu had given Zhao Qiang face, but Zhao Qiang still refused to accept his kindness. Bi Fu's patience had already been exhausted, with a cold smile, he rushed forward as fast as lightning.

Zhao Qiang stood unmoving like a mountain. When Bi Fu got close, he swung his right hand and released a tyrannical force.

Ah!

Bi Fu screamed in shock and involuntarily retreated a few steps to stabilize his body. He knew that Zhao Qiang was very strong, so he did not hold back when he attacked.

Zhao Qiang had a clear understanding of his own strength, and said with a smile that did not reach his eyes, "I really didn't think that the famous First gang's Sect Master, Bi Fu, would be so incompetent.

Bi Fu was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, he roared and rushed towards Zhao Qiang.

Zhao Qiang still did not move from his original position. This time, he did not even raise his hand, allowing Bi Fu to kick him twice. If you didn't eat breakfast, why didn't you say so earlier? I can give you a few dollars for a bun. "

Ah!" "Zhao Qiang, I want you dead." Bi Fu bellowed with bloodshot eyes. He suddenly jumped up and slammed his palms together towards Zhao Qiang's head.

Zhao Qiang laughed coldly, his body agilely turned 120 degrees and punched towards the stunned Bi Fu.

Bi Fu screamed out miserably, his entire body was like a broken kite as he flew backwards and finally fell heavily onto the ground. His face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, he spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, then covered his chest and panted heavily.

With a dark expression, he walked up to Bi Fu and coldly said as he stepped on his arm: "You've sent people to deal with me time and time again. Now that I've sent you to the hospital for a few months, the grudge between us has been resolved.

When Bi Fu felt the killing intent coming from Zhao Qiang, he was so scared that he kept what he wanted to say. In the end, he lowered his head and cursed Zhao Qiang in his heart, but he was already regretting it now. If he had known earlier, no matter how much money Zhao Qiang was willing to pay, he would not be involved in this mess.

Zhao Qiang sneered coldly, turned around, and walked toward the door.

Bi Fu bitterly stared at Zhao Qiang's back. If looks could kill, Zhao Qiang would have died tens of thousands of times over. It was only when Zhao Qiang walked out that Bi Fu could finally stand up again and endure the pain with all his might.

Just then, the door opened, and a few of his trusted aides ran in. Seeing Bi Fu like that, they were all shocked, and all of them asked at once: "Sect Master, are you alright?"

"Leader, I'll call the ambulance right now."

"…"

Bi Fu raised his hand and slapped the little brother who called for an ambulance loudly in the face, and scolded loudly: "Fuck you, calling an ambulance, why aren't you calling a funeral cart? I'm not dead yet! "All of you, get out and shut your mouths. Whoever tells the world what happened today will be killed without mercy."

Having followed Bi Fu for so long, this was the first time they had seen Bi Fu get so angry, so none of them dared to say anything. All of them lowered their heads and walked out of the room as they received their orders.

Bi Fu was like an injured tiger hiding in a corner and 'healed' his injuries. The hatred in his heart for Zhao Qiang had already destroyed 'everything', and he couldn't care less as he took out his phone and dialed a number. He coldly said: "Kill a person for me."

"Who is it?" A cold, bone-chilling voice came from the other end of the line.

Bi Fu's entire body shivered, he had coincidentally helped this extremely terrifying expert out by accident, so the other party owed him a favor, and if he wanted to repay him, he could call him back, regardless of what the situation was, he only had one chance.

"A little bastard called Zhao Qiang. I'll send you his photo later. His background and skill are not ordinary. Please keep some rest."

"Your reminder is completely unnecessary. After all, there are not many experts with good backers who have died at my hands. I helped you kill Zhao Qiang. The grudge between us has been settled. From today onwards, you are not allowed to call me again. "

"As long as you help me kill Zhao Qiang, from now on, you will walk in your own path and I will cross my own path."

"Sure, send me the photo."

Bi Fu hung up the phone, his face revealing a sinister cold smile, and said with hatred: Zhao Qiang, no matter how powerful you are, and no matter what background you have, if you offend me, you will die, haha!

At this time, Zhao Qiang was walking on the small path up the mountain. Although winning the battle with Bi Fu was easy, Zhao Qiang was aware of his own inadequacies, which was that he did not know any moves, and only knew how to use his cultivation, and was completely focused on fighting. It was not bad to fight against people like Bi Fu.

Therefore, Zhao Qiang felt a sense of crisis in his heart. He felt that he had to quickly practice the [Tyrant God Martial Arts] 's cultivation technique to become a true expert in a short period of time. He had a faint premonition that a true crisis would soon befall him.

After about half an hour.

Zhao Qiang came to a quiet valley. The environment here was extremely suitable for cultivation, and after searching through his mind, he finally felt that the Godly Boxing and the Divine Wind Palm were the most suitable places for him.

Cultivate Godly Boxing first.

Zhao Qiang slightly bent his legs and assumed a posture. A terrifying light flashed in his eyes. He shouted loudly, and as he moved his right leg, he threw out a punch. With a bang, a deep, smoking hole appeared on the ground.

He had just started cultivating and already felt this kind of power. Zhao Qiang was secretly amazed. His heart was filled with anticipation as he continued to cultivate like a raging fire. If one time didn't work, then two times; if two times didn't work, then three times.

In the past, when he read the novels of Xianxia, he would often read that she had cultivated for a thousand years without a single trace of time.

At that time, Zhao Qiang didn't understand what this meant, but now that he had become a cultivator, he truly understood. He felt that it hadn't been long, and when he stopped cultivating, he realized that it was already deep into the night.

Looking at the sky full of stars, Zhao Qiang let out a breath of relief. Huang Tian was not a kind person. When he reached the Small Success Realm in the Godly Boxing, the only reason he succeeded his first time was because his own cultivation had played a critical role.

After a short break, Zhao Qiang followed the same path and returned. His speed was extremely fast, and the scenery around him was constantly changing.

Just as he was about to reach the top of the mountain, he heard the sounds of fighting mixed in with a familiar voice.

Zhao Qiang's expression changed and he quickly rushed towards the source of the sound.