Chapter 380： Personal threats, arrogance

"Who is this girl?"

"Like the staff of the Jiang family, right?"

"It's too rude to dare to speak to Zhang Yanghao like this, I don't know how high the sky is!"

When everyone saw Shen Mange stood up, they also spit words at Zhang Yanghao's Zhang Xuanhu mouth, and they were shocked, and the scene was uproar.

Some students of Zhang Yanghao's disciples were furious and scolded:

"No words! You have no respect, you want to die!"

"Little girl, do you think you have a long life?"

"You know, if your words were spread outside, you would be torn up by Zhang Lao's followers in minutes!"

"Little girl, dare to speak to my grandpa like this, I think you owe it!"

Zhang Xuanhu even rolled up his sleeves and approached Shen Mange. There was a slam in her face.

Mo Zhengrong quickly pulled him, and sang to Shen Man: "This lady, it's not unreasonable!"

Zhang Yanghao turned his head to look at Shen Mange, his eyes were suddenly swollen, and he looked at Jiang Tian next to him. He stunned in his heart and was so shocked that he did not faint.

Then, under the eyes of everyone, he quickly walked to Jiang Tian, ​​a robe of hem, knelt straight towards Jiang Tian, ​​and respectfully said: "Discipline Zhang Yanghao, see the teacher! See Ms. Mange!"

As if the believer saw the gods, his face was horrified and revered.

"Practitioner Chen Jishi, meet Master Jiang, Ms. Mange!" Chen Jishi also faced the soil, and immediately followed his knees.

"hiss--!"

For a moment, everyone took a breath of air.

Everyone seemed to see a ghost in the daytime, their eyes were so dangling.

How is this possible?

Zhang Yanghao, Taishan Beidou of Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine and Traditional Chinese Medicine, a director of the Red Wall Royal Medicine Hall, and the academic general counsel of the Chinese Medicine and Pharmacy Association, the Yangtze River Scholar and other honorary titles

How respectful of status?

How profound is academic skill?

But at this moment, he bowed down to a twenties boy and said that the other party was a mentor, which was incredible.

"What's the matter with the teacher?"

Everyone was puzzled and puzzled, and they were all confused. They looked at Zhang Yanghao, a Chinese medicine master, in horror, and respectfully gave Jiang Tianxing a three-day worship ceremony.

"Get up, but you are not my disciple, you are not worthy"

Jiang Tian's face was calm, he took up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, his eyes were indifferent and authentic.

At that time, he set up an altar in the Shennong School, preaching and believing for half a month, and Zhang Yanghao as an elder outside the door also listened under the altar.

In just two weeks, he felt like he was listening to an immortal's lectures, enlightened, and deeply inspired. Many mysteries and problems were solved, and his medical skills improved significantly.

He is grateful to Jiang Tian Dade!

In his mind, Jiang Tian is his mentor, even an immortal.

However, Jiang Tian didn't think so. He had a strict selection of apprentices. Many conditions of non-talent, mentality, and loyalty met.

If you have a few words of casual guidance, you call yourself a disciple, then you have too many disciples.

"Master Jiang"

Zhang Yanghao just stood up and heard the second half of his sentence. She was stiff and anxious, so tears didn't shed?

At this moment, he can understand it. Jiang Tian is the child of the Jin family in Jinling and the grandson of Jiang Changgeng.

He regrets not falling, he really can't see Tarzan, he is blinded by hatred, and he is rude to Jiang Changgeng. I am afraid it will be hard to get Master Jiang's advice in the future!

"Sit down and continue the meeting!"

Seeing the suspicious eyes of everyone, Shen Mange didn't bother to explain, and ordered it indifferently.

"Let Jiang Lao, Master Jiang, and Ms. Mange sit at the chief. Everyone please let it go!" Zhang Yanghao quickly gave up, politely and authentically.

"Yeah, a few please!"

Although Mo Zhengrong felt strange, he also realized that this "Master Jiang" was definitely an expert and quickly agreed.

"I'm fine here, my ears are clean! You drive yours!" Jiang Tian waved his hand and refused.

He just heard their discussion just now. It is nothing more than striving for reason, studying history to prove that Chinese medicine is the source of Korean medicine, and so on. It is too naive, it is itching.

"We also want to ask Mr. Jiang, Ms. Mange, and Mr. Jiang for a few pointers!" Zhang Yanghao said with a humbly expression on his face.

Jiang Tian lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, ignored him.

Jiang Changgeng also declined politely.

Zhang Yanghao had no choice but to sit down, press his uneasy heart, open the manuscript, organize his thoughts, and prepare to say a few words.

Behind him, Zhang Xuanhu frowned and muttered, "Grandpa, why would you kneel to him? One kid!"

Zhang Yanghao turned around and gave him an earscraper, angrily reprimanded: "Master Zi is ignorant! Master Jiang is the chief enshrinement of the Shennong School. He is a sage of heaven and earth, and he has unsurpassed medical skills. , You dare to say crazy words! "

"hiss--!"

The crowd immediately took a sip of air-conditioning, and their eyes almost jumped out of their eyes.

Jiang Tian's face changed.

Shennong School!

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Known as the source of traditional Chinese medicine, the world's medical practice has made Shennong.

The disciples of Shennong are descended from living fossils.

People from the Shennong School are no longer traditional Chinese medicine in the traditional sense. They are not the four methods of diagnosis, but the doctor of Taoism. They are proficient in the magic alchemy, drawing symbols, and the art of healing. Medicine can give birth to human flesh and bones, like the gods in the sky.

Zhang Yanghao has a lot of patience, but it is only an elder of the Shennong School. It took many years for him to join.

But this person turned out to be the chief dedication, so that the head of the Shennong faction could claim to be his disciple. Is that still human?

"Grandpa, aren't you kidding me?" Zhang Xuanhu covered his face, terrified, and suddenly laughed.

"I'm kidding? You jerk, you don't kneel yet!"

Zhang Yanghao was so angry that he turned white and pointed at Zhang Xuanhu.

"Grandpa" Zhang Xuanhu's face turned red and he begged.

He has realized that what Grandpa should say should be true, and that he should kneel to Jiang Tian when he talks about status by himself.

However, Jiang Tian was young and almost the same as him. He knelt on Jiang Tian blatantly and could not accept it emotionally.

"Forget it, have a meeting, don't care about these details!" Jiang Tian smiled indifferently.

The ants are just smashing with one hand, and they can't be beaten if you care about them.

The meeting continued as usual.

However, with Jiang Tian present, Zhang Yanghao was uneasy. Even if he had prepared a speech, he still had a knot in his tongue and sweated his forehead. He looked at Jiang Tian from time to time to see his face.

After he finished speaking, everyone expressed their opinions and discussed how to smash the conspiracy of Korean doctors to apply for the world's intangible cultural heritage.

Suddenly, there was a noise at the door, as if someone was arguing, and then the door of the conference room was kicked open.

A group of big men in black clothes, as many as a dozen people, broke in.

Each face was somber and stern, with cold eyes, tall and big horses, and thorns on his arms. It wasn't a good stubble at the first sight, and surrounded everyone with a flood.

"Who are you? How dare you break into our conference room?" Zhang Yanghao was furious, and patted the table.

"I heard that you are terrorists from China and intend to undermine the International Medical Exchange Conference, so we intend to beat you out!"

The head of the man, two meters tall, has a beard, long shawl, supports the conference table with both hands, overlooks the crowd, and smiles in jerky Chinese.

"It's nonsense, we are normal academic communication, get out!"

Zhang Xuanhu pointed at Dahan's nose, angrily.

"Oh, I rarely see such a strong Chinese person!"

The long-haired man smiled gloomily, and suddenly grabbed Zhang Xuanhu's finger and slid it up.

Suddenly, Zhang Xuanhu screamed screamingly, his fingers were bent into abnormal arcs, and a crackling fracture sound was made.

The Zhang family doctors have the crown of skill in the world, and they have some contact with martial arts figures. Zhang Xuanhu was also able to learn some martial arts. Although it was only in the early stages of the iron body, three or five big men usually couldn't get near.

He suffered a loss in his hand, and immediately retaliated under his foot. A side kick kicked fiercely toward the waist of the man with the hair.

"waste!"

The long-haired man greeted.

boom! With a sound, the legs collided.

Zhang Xuanhu immediately flew out like a rag doll with his legs folded. He could not stand on the ground and rolled with pain.

Everyone looked dumbfounded and panicked.

Unexpectedly, South Korean medicine doctors were so crazy and so arrogant that they came straight to the door.

"Does anyone dare to come up?"

The man with long hair hit Zhang Xuanhu, looking as if he patted an ant with ease.

Asking in his mouth, he thrust his finger on the conference table with a smile.

Just listen! With a sound, the conference table made of pure solid wood with a thickness of more than three centimeters was like tofu, penetrated by his fingers.

All of a sudden, everyone took a sip of cold air, panicked, and sweated his forehead.

They rescued the wounded, and cursed impassionedly.

But the fight was too far away, this man is obviously a master, and by no means they can handle it.

"Alarm?" Someone said.

"Alarm, useless!"

Someone shook his head and pointed at the door, "You see, there are policemen outside, they have been colluding for a long time. Just wait for us to start and arrest us!"

"Under the broad daylight, are there assassinations and assassinations? Is there any law?"

Mo Zhengrong stood up, patted the table, and screamed angrily: "We are a formal group protected by law from the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine Association of China, and we are here to participate in academic exchanges. I want to inform our embassy and show you that Protest and strong condemnation! "

"up to you!"

The long-haired man sneered, and said without fear: "Get out of South Korea for me now, otherwise, I will fight once and see once, and you ca n’t take care of yourself!"

Mo Zhengrong instantly understood that his face was pale, and a heart sank quickly into the valley.

The legacy of Han Yishen is of great importance. If Huaxia steps in and prevents them from successfully applying for the legacy, their losses will be too great. This is a lot of Korean medicine vested interest groups who are reluctant to see.

Korean pharmaceutical companies like Daewoo Pharmaceuticals have a market value of 200 billion won, and it is normal to buy a few desperate people who are not afraid of death to interfere with the Chinese medical visiting team.

Even if you let the embassy protest, you may even pursue legal responsibility afterwards.

However, they have successfully applied for the legacy, and it can be said that they have won a great victory at a small price.