Zhao Feikun felt a little embarrassed.

Qin Sheng asked him to investigate this matter, because he wanted to make a special situation come forward and rescue Yuan Shuai.

However, Zhao Feikun also said the reason.

Unless Yuan Shuai dies, the special situation can only stare at the side.

The Divine Fist Sect has been rooted in Jiangcheng for 20 years and has had friendships with all aspects. In terms of connections and relationships, Yuan Shuai's father, an ordinary rich man, cannot compare with him.

"Thank you Brother Zhao. It's already very good to know where Yuan Shuai is. I'll solve the following things myself."

Qin Sheng sent a message.

Zhao Feikun, "Qin Sheng, don't be impulsive. Zhu Yingjie is a arrogant person. He rarely gives up what he believes. At present, the situation is not too bad, and Yuan Shuai is not in any danger. In a few days, Zhu Yingjie's anger will fade. I'll try to find someone to talk to Zhu Yingjie. Perhaps, he can let Yuan Shuai go."

"Thank you Brother Zhao first. As for this matter, I have a good attitude." Qin Sheng replied to the message.

Arrogant? Rarely give up?

Since this kind of personality, how could it be possible to let Yuan Shuai go so easily!

It would be fine if Qin Sheng had no ability.

But if he has the ability to intervene, he doesn't mind going to the "Shenquan Martial Arts Hall".

The second level of the martial arts master opens forty acupoints.

Qin Sheng was not afraid of such an existence, and he didn't even have the element of fear!

As for the 108 disciples, there are only a few heads.

Make up your mind.

After the car returned to Jiangcheng, Qin Sheng went straight to the martial arts branch of the "Shenquanmen" in Hanshanxi District and found Zhu Yingjie.

This is a training ground, where there are ten men wearing training uniforms practicing fists and feet.

One of the young men with a thin figure, handsome appearance, short hair but meticulous combed, said calmly while posing.

"It's just that you pass the special situation and want me to release someone?"

Zhu Yingjie spoke slowly, but he didn't even look at Qin Sheng at the whole process.

Qin Sheng frowned and his eyes were surprised by this sentence.

What a fast speed!

The other party actually knew that it was Zhao Feikun, who was asked by Qin Sheng, to investigate the incident.

It seems that the relationship between the Divine Fist Sect and the Special Scheme is not very good!

"Does Yuan Benan have a boxing guide? You can investigate this matter, it has nothing to do with Yuan Shuai. If you hold Yuan Shuai and keep it away, things will be worse."

Qin Sheng spoke calmly.

"Yeah."

Zhu Yingjie slowly posed, without looking up at Qin Sheng, and sneered, "You said you should investigate, do I have to investigate?"

"besides……"

Zhu Yingjie suddenly raised his head and stared at Qin Sheng for the first time. His expression quickly became flamboyant and arrogant, shouting in a low voice, "Who are you? A casual cultivator dares to come over and ask me to release others? What are you? Ah! I ask you what are you!"

Qin Sheng didn't say anything, but his eyes narrowed.

Zhu Yingjie's arrogant face surprised him and was reasonable.

If you don’t have this personality, how could you catch people in the street and not let them go afterwards!

"I'm not doing anything about this. I just want to show that you have already obtained half of the boxing score and have released the people you kidnapped, which is good to everyone. Also, please be kind to you."

Qin Sheng spoke again.

"Hahahaha! Be kind of polite?"

Zhu Yingjie laughed loudly, his voice getting louder and louder, and the others around him were full of mockery.

"Fuck, you have the sort of saying it again!"

"A cat and dog dare to come over and care about my "Shenquan Sect"? Do you still need to teach me how I want to do it?"
Chapter completed!