Alchemy & Martial Supreme

There were also people who pulled up their clothes, and they could clearly see the centipede-like scars on them.    

Even experienced Martial Cultivator knew that these were fatal scars.    

In an instant, these burly men and ordinary Martial Cultivator became people of the same class.    

A feeling of sympathy arose in their hearts.    

Looking at these burly men, it was as if they were looking at themselves.    

If these big men received unfair treatment, then in the future, they would also be harmed by others. Then what should he do?    

"These people have a faction behind them. They don't even care about us."    

"Why are they born with countless resources? Why should we risk our lives to get some Origin Stones, and then get scammed by others?"    

With tears streaming down his face, he pointed at Meadow and cursed.    

Ordinary Martial Cultivator more or less had some hatred towards major powers. If it was just one person, they wouldn't dare to cause trouble.    

Now, a group of people, coupled with the fact that someone had indeed died, had joined a few big men to ask Meadow to give an explanation.    

Looking at the agitated people below, he felt that things were not good.    

What was going on?    

Why did ordinary people ask for an explanation?    

How could he know that these big men had hidden their hearts and used the hatred between the ordinary people and the rich to let them vent their anger on this matter?    

They had already done this kind of thing more than once or twice, and they were very experienced.    

"Manager Mi, my brother can't die in vain, right?" The short-sleeved man put away his knife and stared straight at Medo. A fierce look appeared in his eyes.    

The other big men sat on the ground, crying and shouting at their dead brothers. They looked as miserable and tragic as they could be.    

It was as if there was no explanation, and they were going to die here today.    

As more and more people gathered, the news gradually spread.    

Many passers-by who did not know the reason pointed at the shops of the Qin Clan and pointed at them.    

Who would speak ill of the weak? Most of them felt that it was because of this newly seen Pill Shop that the boss had a bad character.    

The scene was a mess. Things were going in a very bad direction for Qin Ming and the Pill Shop.    

In the distance, on top of a tall building, a middle-aged man holding a wine cup looked at everything that happened in the Pill Shop of the Qin Clan and nodded with satisfaction.    

He was the most favoured servant beside the young master of the Wang Family, wang Ba.    

The reason why he was favoured was because he did things beautifully.    

He was the one who had investigated Qin Ming. He had used the Wang Family's power to investigate everything clearly in just a few days.    

He was very experienced in dealing with these kinds of Martial Cultivator that didn't have any major powers.    

When Wang Ba wanted him to deal with Qin Ming, he had already thought of a plan.    

"There's something different about the people this time. After this mission is completed, we need to get rid of all these people."    

After drinking a mouthful of wine, the middle-aged man hummed a tune.    

Things had already developed to such a stage and there was no way to turn the situation around.    

The business of the Pill Shop of the Qin Clan would surely become more and more miserable. No matter how hard Qin Ming tried, it would be impossible for him to save the Pill Shop.    

After all, no Martial Cultivator was willing to buy a pill that could cost a person's life.    

Of course, Qin Ming could also spend a large sum of money to give the pill to ordinary Martial Cultivator. It would allow them to regain their image of the Pill Shop.    

However, as long as Qin Ming dared to give it to them, he would arrange for someone to collect it.    

He would absolutely not allow a pill to fall into the hands of an ordinary Martial Cultivator.    

After this move, if Qin Ming could withstand it, he would still have many more tricks up his sleeve.    

He had the resources of the Wang Family to use, and the opponent was just an ordinary Martial Cultivator. He didn't have any forces behind him, so it would be extremely easy for him to deal with this kind of person.    

"Unless you find the Feng Family, only then will I be able to save you."    

He was going to find the Feng Family. He wasn't someone he could deal with. Whether or not he still wanted to make a move was up to his young master.    

It seemed like his young master had already made up his mind.