The Ultimate Martial Instructor

As soon as the warlord heard the word "Xueshen", his body was shocked and his face became ugly.

"Master Qin, I'm afraid it can't work. I do have a blood ginseng in my collection, but as you know, my mother is still here. The old man is old and has a lot of diseases. I need this blood ginseng to continue her life." The warlord zhang said.

If it was anything else, warlord zhang would offer it to Qin Changfeng with both hands even if he didn't give up. But the blood ginseng is different. Its value can't be measured by money at all. It can almost be regarded as half of warlord zhang's life.

"Is it?" Qin Changfeng's narrowed eyes began to smile, which made Zhang warlord feel a little flustered.

The warlord zhang has been famous for decades. When he was young, he was not afraid of anything. Even he could not remember the grudged soul that died in his hands. He developed a whole body of hostility. After half retiring these years, he reduced that body of hostility. But now, in the face of Qin Changfeng, the sense of fear that he had not seen for a long time appears again.

"You don't have to lie to me. Your old mother is still alive, but the news I received seems that she is dying, and she has a month's life at most. Besides, the effect of blood ginseng is not to prolong her life. Even if you give her the whole blood ginseng, it will only make her live beyond tomorrow." Qin Changfeng continued.

Zhang warlord did not expect that Qin Changfeng had investigated everything clearly, and his face was even more pale and ugly, but he still could not give up the ginseng so easily.

"The master of the Qin family must also know the value of blood ginseng. Since the master of the Qin family has already spoken, I can't refuse it, but I can only give half to you. I want to keep half myself." The warlord zhang said.

"No, I want all of them. Once the blood ginseng is damaged, most of its efficacy will be lost. Don't worry, I will compensate you with the same value to ensure that you won't suffer." Qin Changfeng said in a faint voice, but his tone was obviously tough, and Zhang warlord could not help but refuse.

Warlord zhang's face was gloomy, and the cold light in his eyes flashed by. At the moment, his heart was very angry. Blood ginseng was priceless. He didn't believe that Qin Changfeng would pay any price to compensate him.

Kill Qin Changfeng? This idea suddenly flashed into warlord zhang's mind.

Now Qin Changfeng is in his territory. If he uses all his strength to kill Qin Changfeng, warlord zhang is not 100% sure. After all, he has seen the man's terror with his own eyes.

Even if he really killed Qin Changfeng, warlord zhang was sure that his northeast king had come to an end. If the Qin family of guwu family wanted to destroy him, he had no choice but to run for his life.

For the sake of a blood ginseng, the warlord zhang shook his head, which was not worth it.

"You're not trying to kill me, are you?" All of a sudden, Qin Changfeng's voice exploded in the warlord zhang's mind, and the thoughtful warlord zhang was startled without warning.

"The master of the Qin family is joking. Even if you give me some courage, I dare not." Zhang warlord repeatedly explained that his back was already in a cold sweat.

"It's best if you don't have it. You're a smart person who knows what to do and what not to do. Only in this way can you live longer, right?" Qin Changfeng said with a faint smile.

Threat, the threat of chiguoguo, is the absolute control of the superior over the inferior. Qin Changfeng's words can not help but threaten Zhang warlord and remind him that the inferior should have the consciousness of the inferior.

"Yes, master Qin, wait a moment. I'll take the blood ginseng right now." Warlord zhang bowed his head, did not dare to hesitate for a moment, and left pianting in a hurry.

Qin long has been watching the play. Although he doesn't like Qin Changfeng very much, he has to admit that Qin Changfeng has a kind of courage he doesn't have. Maybe it's strength that decides who has the right to speak. He is a king of Northeast China who has been influential in Northeast China for decades. But now he is led by the nose by an outsider in his hometown, which is a little sad.

Before long, the warlord zhang came back breathlessly. At the same time, he had a sealed red sandalwood box in his hand. This red sandalwood box alone is a valuable treasure, and the blood ginseng must be sealed in it.

Qin Changfeng smilingly took the red sandalwood box in the hands of warlord zhang, and did not open it to check, because he believed that warlord zhang did not have the courage to cheat him with fake blood ginseng.

"I heard that some time ago you accidentally killed a senior official in Beijing?" Qin Changfeng asked suddenly.

Zhang Warlord's mourning face was stunned. Thinking of Qin Changfeng's method, he knew it was no surprise, so he nodded.

The incident happened two months ago. Zhang Shanbao, the youngest son of the warlord, caused trouble outside and had a conflict with the other party. At last, the other party locked Zhang Shanbao in the police station and tortured him for one night. When Zhang warlord learned about it, he let people put him in a sack and throw him into the cold river. Up to now, no body could be found.

Who knows that man's background is not small. He is actually the son of a senior official in Beijing. Although Zhang warlord is powerful in the Northeast underworld, once he is targeted by the state, he will never have a good day.

In the past two months, in order to suppress this incident, the warlord zhang also used a lot of relationships and money, but still failed to alleviate. The high official insisted that the warlord zhang's son should die, which also made him headache."I'll solve the problem for you, but let your son keep a low profile in the future. It's better not to make the same mistake again, otherwise I can't save him." Qin Changfeng said.

Zhang warlord was stunned for a while before he reflected the meaning of Qin Changfeng's words, and his gloomy face burst into laughter.

"I'd like to thank the Qin master for Xiao'er." Zhang warlord looked a little excited and said.

After all, he is a black sheep. No matter how powerful he is, he can't cover the sky with only his hands. If things go wrong in the end, unless warlord zhang is willing to become a shrinking turtle and hide in the mountains and forests, he can only hand over his son.

Most of the dissatisfaction with Qin Changfeng's taking away his blood ginseng has now disappeared. Although Zhang warlord is bloodthirsty and merciless, he is more important to Zhang Shanbao than his own life. For mobile phone users, please browse and read for better reading experience.