Chapter 854 - 857: Are You Mr. Jiang?
In the jungle, on a rugged dirt road.
A Bentley was speeding along, but the road was just too rough, and the car couldn’t pick up speed.
Behind the Bentley, two middle-aged men dressed in black leapt forward, swiftly chasing the vehicle.
"Damn it! Who would have thought that Chixiao Sect would send a Semi Innate Grand Master to protect this Lu Chengfeng? Don’t they usually disregard their affiliate families?" one of the men in black cursed under his breath as he pursued.
The other man’s eyebrows furrowed tightly. He glanced at the front of the Bentley, which was fast approaching a smoother main road, and a worried look flashed in his eyes. He spoke in a low voice, "Brother Luo, we must not let him escape. If he manages to relay the message back to Chixiao Sect, and they thoroughly investigate, the arrangements by the Zhuge Family might be exposed!"
"Brother Qi, rest assured, the Zhuge Family’s side should not be noticed by the people of Chixiao Sect. Our people have been very discreet; it should not be discovered," reassured the one called Brother Luo, shaking his head, then paused and continued, "Moreover, the situation with the Zhuge Family is not looking good. They definitely won’t reject us. We should thank the Jiang Family Head for this smooth operation. If it weren’t for him, Chixiao Sect wouldn’t have suppressed the Zhuge Family, giving us an opportunity to take advantage!"
Brother Qi nodded slightly and then suddenly, with a gleam of excitement in his eyes, he exclaimed as he looked in the direction ahead of the Bentley, "Uncle Master Jiang?!"
Suddenly, an old man dressed in black appeared in front of the Bentley, holding a tiger-headed saber. As he saw the Bentley driving toward him, he lifted the saber above his head, a chilling murderous intent erupting from all over his body, as if he was about to face the oncoming car.
If an uninformed person encountered such a scene, they might think the old man in black had gone mad. But Lu Chengfeng knew that the roadblock must be a powerful figure; the car wouldn’t be able to kill him, and it was very likely that he would cleave both the man and the car in half.
A look of resignation flashed in his eyes. Lu Chengfeng smiled bitterly and slammed on the brakes!
Screech!
The piercing sound of braking was followed by a cloud of dust, and the Bentley stopped a meter from the old man.