Urban Supreme Medical Saint-Chapter 1845 - 1841: Master Ren, We Finally Meet! (Three updates!)

Chapter 1845: Chapter 1841: Master Ren, We Finally Meet! (Three updates!)

Fang Guodong’s face was filled with shock.

He had never expected that Ren Feifan would dare speak to him like this!

The key point is that the other party is just a young man in his early twenties! It’s simply asking for trouble!

Fang Guodong’s face turned blue, veins bulging on his neck like an enraged lion, and he pointed at Ren Feifan and cursed, "You brat, when I was conquering the world back then, you didn’t even exist! Don’t think that with Feifan Pharmaceuticals and the Holy Gate, you can do as you please? Believe it or not, I can close down your Holy Gate and Feifan Pharmaceuticals!"

Ren Feifan had no intention of bothering with the other party, his face remained calm, and he grabbed Wang Zhen, seating him beside him.

"Wang Zhen, sit down, just sit down and relax."

The reason he didn’t address Wang Zhen as uncle was that he didn’t want their sensitive relationship to be exploited by others.

If Wang Zhen’s position was there due to a single call of uncle, it might not be secure!

Wang Zhen glanced at Ren Feifan, although feeling a sense of relief, he couldn’t feel happy no matter how he thought about it.

Because the people around were that generation controlling power in Huaxia, how did he qualify to sit with them?

Although he managed the real power of the National Security Bureau, he was fundamentally incomparable to these few guys in front of him!

He originally wanted to stand up, yet was covered by Ren Feifan’s unparalleled pressure, unable to rise.

He looked at Ren Feifan in surprise and said, "Feifan...what is this..."

Ren Feifan smiled and said, "Leave the matter following this to me, I’ve got it under control." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Fang Guodong saw Ren Feifan talking eagerly with Wang Zhen, yet seemed to ignore himself, his anger continued to burn in his heart!

Was Fang Guodong really less important than Wang Zhen?

What a joke!

He looked towards several other friends, but they had no intention of standing out to help him, cold laughter echoed in his heart, truly seeing through these people.

He clenched his fist again and said to Ren Feifan, "Kid, don’t think by doing some things you can see yourself as a kingpin. Believe it or not, with one command, I could make you the cultivator stay here permanently."

"Oh, you fat bastard can do all that? I’m truly in disbelief, try it if you’ve got the guts."

To Fang Guodong’s surprise, Ren Feifan responded directly like that.

"You..."

Fang Guodong was unable to contain his rage, no longer hesitating, he directly pulled out his phone, just as he planned to send the command to those outside, a pair of elderly hands gripped his wrist.

"Guodong, for my sake, don’t do this, today’s meeting itself concerns Ren Feifan, he has every reason for having a seat, so why don’t we add a few more seats, what’s the big deal, and should it lead to conflict like this?"

Fang Guodong was stunned, looking at the old leader in disbelief, wanting to refuse yet didn’t dare.

While now the old leader no longer held real power, his influence remained. At least that major leader would take heed of this elder, what qualifications did Fang Guodong have not to?

After clearly understanding everything, Fang Guodong flicked his sleeve, glaring fiercely at Ren Feifan, saying, "Kid, considering the old leader, I’ll let you off today. If you dare provoke me next time, I promise to take everything from you."

Ren Feifan despised threats from others the most.

He directly stood up, unparalleled pressure spread out, saying, "Fang Guodong, if you dare say another word, I also guarantee you’ll turn into a mist of blood immediately. Do you truly think the weapons hidden outside are fast? Why don’t we test it out, I’m curious whether their speed is faster or my sword?"

Ren Feifan’s icy voice resounded throughout the entire private room, everyone changed color at it!

This young man truly dared say it!

Really isn’t afraid of causing a big stir!

The old leader looked at Ren Feifan, shook his head with resignation, and thought secretly, "This young man’s character remains unchanged, simply a ticking time bomb, who knows whether it’s Huaxia’s disaster or blessing, perhaps this banquet truly is pivotal."

Fang Guodong was just about to stand up, yet felt a cold chill touch his skin, glancing out of the corner of his eye, unexpectedly seeing a large black sword!

The large black sword was currently floating behind him, the cold blade nearing his neck.

With the slightest movement, death was certain.

At this moment, Fang Guodong had truly seen Ren Feifan’s might.

Ren Feifan had done nothing yet controlled such a sword, if he wished to kill him, he indeed had no chance.

Wasn’t it said that Huaxia’s cultivators hadn’t reached this level?

So how did this young man do it?

In the midst of the tense situation, two footsteps sounded outside the door.

Soon the private room’s door opened, two elderly men in white walked in.

Ren Feifan’s attention was immediately drawn to the elderly men in white, he initially thought leaders had come, yet didn’t expect the others were cultivators!

Moreover, their strength wasn’t weak!

Ren Feifan even sensed a hint of danger from the two elderly men in white.

When did Huaxia have such masters? These two evidently surpassed previous Huaxia monsters!

The two elderly men in white stood on either side of the door, scanned the room, and then focused their gaze on Ren Feifan.

Because they felt Ren Feifan was the most uncertain factor in the entire room.

Afterward, the two pulled out a compass from their hands, placing it on each side of the private room, in an instant, Ren Feifan felt disconnected from his Dantian.

Extremely bizarre.

How was this possible!

Ren Feifan even discovered the previously floating Ancient Dust Sword had fallen.

This meant that from now on, the room was utterly devoid of True Qi!

Even his Spiritual Sense had been sealed!

Ren Feifan’s eyes locked fiercely on the two elderly men in white and those two compasses!

The problem was definitely here!

At this moment, a figure walked in from outside the private room.

Entering was a man about fifty years old, with a square face, wearing casual clothes, looking quite dignified.

The other party had no trace of cultivation aura, yet bore a unique ethereal demeanor.

Even without anger, it commanded respect.

The man’s gaze immediately fixed on Ren Feifan, mouth revealing a smile of interest, suddenly clasping hands and saying:

"Master Ren, we’ve finally met, I’ve looked forward to this meeting for quite a while."

As the words fell, a seated middle-aged man stood up, voluntarily offering the man a seat, bowing, and said, "Mr. Sima, please."

Mr. Sima?

Evidently, this Mr. Sima was the most important person during this banquet!

Ren Feifan furrowed his brows quickly checking through Huaxia’s leaders and influences in his mind.

There was no Mr. Sima!

Then who exactly is this person before him?