Medic Martial Dragon King

Chapter 1733: Chapter 1736: This One’s For You to Kill

Bang!

A loud explosion sounded, and Li Zhe’s body suddenly burst apart, turning into a mist of blood, not touching Jiang Chen at all, merely falling onto the floor.

”Ah!”

”Ah!”

With screams ringing out, Lin Ya and Li Sihui both shrieked in terror.

A Heavenly Peak Grandmaster, someone they had to look up to absolutely, who had just held the power of life and death over them, was brutally crushed before their eyes, overturning their worldviews completely!

”Mr. Jiang, spare me, please spare me, I didn’t mean to harm Miss Su Qingqing, I just wanted some resources, I truly didn’t mean to harm Miss Su!”

At this point, Zhang Chu completely collapsed, kneeling on the ground and constantly banging his head.

”Is that so? But then again, what about your intent to kill those who saved me?”

Jiang Chen’s tone remained exceptionally detached, casually raising his hand toward Zhang Chu and making a striking gesture in the air.

Buzz!

A white light flashed.

Roar!

A dragon’s roar resounded, and a phantom dragon shadow emerged from Jiang Chen’s hand, swiftly charging toward Zhang Chu.

”No...”

Zhang Chu exclaimed in horror, but he could never finish his sentence!

Bang!

Another explosion occurred, and once again a mist of blood lingered in the air, gently drifting down.

Having witnessed the previous incident, Zhang Chu’s explosion did not trigger any screams this time, it simply sent a tremor through everyone’s heart.

Having dealt with Zhang Chu, Jiang Chen turned his gaze to Wang Wengang at his feet.

”You, you can’t kill me! My uncle is the president of the Martial Alliance Dingjing branch, if you kill me, you’re done for, you’ll be wanted by the Martial Alliance, there are over a thousand Martial Artists in the alliance, no matter how strong you are, you can’t escape!” Wang Wengang loudly threatened, seeing his pleas were in vain.

Jiang Chen smiled at Wang Wengang, bending down to reach for Wang Wengang’s thigh.

Wang Wengang was so scared he didn’t dare move, nervously watching Jiang Chen.

When Jiang Chen straightened up, he had a mobile phone in his hand.

He casually reset the phone, and took out the SIM card inside.

”What, what are you trying to do?” Wang Wengang’s expression changed, confusion flickered in his eyes.

Jiang Chen ignored Wang Wengang, opened the hand he had been clutching for who knows how long, and took out a SIM card from between two lenses.

Pocketing the lenses, Jiang Chen inserted his own SIM card into the phone, found a number, dialed it, and turned on the speakerphone.

”Hello, who’s this? How do you have Mr. Jiang’s phone!?” The call quickly connected, a voice full of surprise and anger came from the receiver.

Wang Wengang’s complexion changed, he recognized the voice from the other end of the call, it was his greatest reliance, Wang Boshan, the president of the Martial Alliance Dingjing branch.

Su Qingqing, Lin Ya, and Li Sihui exchanged looks of concern; they too recognized the voice from the call.

”President Wang, it’s me.” Jiang Chen spoke calmly.

”Mr. Jiang?! Is it really you? You’re alive!?” A huge exclamation came from the phone.

Jiang Chen indifferently replied: ”What’s that? President Wang, are you surprised that I’m alive, were you hoping for my death?”

”No, no, no! Mr. Jiang, I didn’t mean that! You’ve been missing for a month, everyone thought you...” Wang Boshan quickly held back further remarks.

”Has it been a month?”

Jiang Chen paused momentarily, then glanced at Wang Wengang, pretending to be confused: ”President Wang, I recall holding a position in the Martial Alliance, but I’ve forgotten what it was, do you remember?”

”I remember! Of course, I remember! You’re the president of the Martial Alliance!” Wang Bowen’s rapid response echoed from the receiver.

Since appointing Jiang Chen as the president, the Martial Alliance had gained prestige, no longer enduring sarcasm from various Martial Arts Forces, all treated him with respect, acquiring many elixirs from Jiang Chen, eternally grateful for his leadership!

”What!?”

”President of the Martial Alliance!?”

”Damn! Mr. Jiang is that impressive!?”

Upon hearing Wang Boshan’s response, everyone, including the Badgers, exclaimed in disbelief.

Wang Wengang’s face turned completely white, despair crossing his eyes.

”President Wang, you stated you didn’t wish for my death, but here is someone who seized the chance of my grave injury to kill me, furthermore, this person is somewhat connected to you, how do you explain this?” Jiang Chen coldly glanced at Wang Wengang.

Thunk!

”President, I was wrong! Please spare me! I’m worthless! I beg you to let me live!”

Before Wang Boshan could respond, Wang Wengang slammed his head on the ground, crying for mercy.

Hearing Wang Wengang’s voice, silence ensued on the phone, followed by a fury-laden voice: ”Mr. Jiang, Wang Wengang’s family will lose everything, they won’t appear in Flame Dragon again, as for Wang Wengang, please deal with him however you see fit!”

”No! Uncle! Uncle! Save me, save me! He’ll kill me!” Wang Wengang urgently cried out to the phone.

”Shut up! You dared to provoke Mr. Jiang, you’re damned!” Wang Boshan’s angry roar came from the receiver.

Beep beep...

Jiang Chen gently tapped the phone’s screen, ending the call.

”Swift Wind Wolf, right? I heard while unconscious that you have a grudge, now it’s yours to settle!” Jiang Chen looked at Swift Wind Wolf.

”Thank you, Mr. Jiang!” Swift Wind Wolf thanked him, expression cold, walking towards Wang Wengang.

”No! No!”

Wang Wengang scrambled back, hands on the ground, in panic.

Swoosh!

Swift Wind Wolf flickered, plunging the dagger in his hand deep into Wang Wengang’s heart.

Splatter!

Wang Wengang coughed up blood, falling slowly to the ground, eyes losing their spark.

Jiang Chen didn’t spare Wang Wengang a glance, turning to Li Sihui instead.

”Lin Ya, Qing Qing, help me, save me! I’m sorry! I don’t want to die!” Li Sihui pleaded, fearfully looking toward Su Qingqing and Lin Ya, crying out desperately.

Su Qingqing showed a hint of reluctance, opened her mouth to say something, but Lin Ya held Su Qingqing’s hand, shaking her head.

”No need to plead with them, I won’t kill you, but whether Lin Bingrui will or not, I’m not sure!” Jiang Chen spoke coolly, dialing another number.

Xibo Yichen Group’s CEO Office.

Ye Jingyi, Fang Qing, and Lin Bingrui sat on the sofa in the lounge area discussing matters.

Ding ling ling!

A phone ringtone sounded, Lin Bingrui apologetically smiled at Ye Jingyi, frowned, and retrieved the phone.

”What!?”

Seeing the caller ID, Lin Bingrui exclaimed, shooting up from the sofa, quickly answering the call: ”Hello, who are you? How did you get Mr. Jiang’s number? Who the hell are you?”