Romantic Medical Immortal

Kong Lingwen and Cheng Ruonan both have voluptuous figures and exquisite features, making them stunning beauties. Even dressed simply, their extreme beauty is undeniable.

A group of hooligans were dumbfounded. They’ve never seen such pure and enticing women in real life, nearly drooling at the sight.

"Kid, if you don’t want a beating, leave these two beauties to serve us. Once we’re satisfied, we’ll let them go!"

Xiong’s eyes were filled with greed. Such stunning beauties, even if he couldn’t possess them, sleeping with them a few times would be worthwhile in his lifetime.

As soon as he finished speaking, the frail Wu Ji immediately stood in front of Kong Lingwen, his gaze full of vigilance.

Kong Lingwen felt a warmth in her heart and her face broke into a smile, further bewitching the hooligans.

"Damn! This woman is so beautiful. What’s that line from the poem again, something about myriad charms?"

"A single smile excites myriad charms! Got me reacting, damn it."

The men were all excited, at the thought of bedding such stunning beauties they couldn’t control the lust within them, eager to immediately pin them onto the bed and oppress them brutally.

Upon hearing their disgusting words, Kong Lingwen’s smile disappeared instantly, her cheeks turning red with anger, shouting, "Bastards! Shut your filthy mouths!"

"A beauty is a beauty, even angry she looks stunning, must be even more enticing in bed."

Xiong chuckled, and the crowd revealed lecherous smiles.

Yang Cheng’s expression turned icy, radiating a chilling aura all around.

"I don’t need you to deal with these hooligans, I’ll teach them a lesson myself."

Just then, Cheng Ruonan spoke in a sweet voice, stepping forward.

Seeing such a delicate woman approaching, Xiong and his group were first stunned, then burst into laughter: "Beauty, you must be joking with me, with your puny shoulder and weak arm, still dare to teach us a lesson?"

"Why don’t you discipline us in bed, we’ll surely cooperate, let you play however you like, haha!"

Their eyes trailed slowly down from Cheng Ruonan’s cheeks to her ample bosom, involuntarily swallowing their saliva.

Cheng Ruonan’s face still maintained a charming smile, in the next moment suddenly drew out a dagger, stabbing towards Xiong at the forefront.

Her movements were so rapid, by the time the crowd reacted, the dagger was already before them.

"Ah!"

With a miserable scream, Xiong’s vision turned blood red, warm fluid gushed out, flowing down his eye socket.

"Damn!"

The crowd exclaimed, only now realizing Cheng Ruonan had struck mercilessly, gouging one of Xiong’s eyes with a single stab.

The eyeball rolled to the ground, leaving trails of blood.

Xiong belatedly felt the pain, screaming in agony, his body swaying, stomping on the eyeball with a single step.

A group of small-time thugs were stupefied, though they often engaged in brawls, they’ve never seen anyone strike so viciously, gouging out an eyeball without a word, especially from a stunning beauty.

Indeed, the hearts of women are the most venomous!

Cheng Ruonan didn’t blink an eye, just showing a bit of disdain seeing the remaining traces of blood on the dagger.

The crowd hurriedly supported Xiong, who was seated on a nearby chair, recovering from the shock, his remaining eye filled with terror.

"Spoke nicely to you but you wouldn’t listen, had to harass my woman, now you’re paying the price."

Yang Cheng spoke with some helplessness.

This group really needs discipline. If it was only a dispute over Master Chen, a beating would suffice, but they insulted Cheng Ruonan, leaving him with one eye was already showing leniency.

"Who are you people?"

Xiong kept swallowing, trembling violently from the pain.

"Don’t ask what you shouldn’t, or your tongue might not be safe."

Yang Cheng spoke coldly.

Upon these words, Xiong instinctively shivered, feeling a chill on his back.

The underlings dared not make a sound, controlling their breathing to be faint, fearful of losing their eye or limb over a disagreement.

Only now did they realize these people were not to be trifled with, they must be significant figures, whom they’re unworthy of confronting.

"Boss, I won’t ask anything more, but I was tasked with finding Chen Shixiang today. He refuses to agree to make weapons, I can’t report back, and the boss won’t spare me."

Xiong looked aggrieved, not only was the task unaccomplished, his eye was wasted, returning in such a state, who knows what awaits him.

"Who’s your boss?"

Yang Cheng asked curiously.

Xiong hesitated but seeing his chilling gaze, dared not hide, quickly replied, "It’s Cao Ruibin. Cao Family’s been expanding rapidly, making many enemies recently, so Boss Cao sent me to ask Master Chen to craft some weapons."

"Cao Ruibin, fate’s quite the ironic thing!"

Yang Cheng snorted coldly, surprised at the coincidence.

Clearly, the weapons crafted by this Weapon Master aren’t meant for ordinary people, suggesting Cao Family might have hidden experts.

Upon hearing this, Xiong’s heart sank. He assumed invoking Cao Ruibin would intimidate the young man before him, yet it turns out they’re adversaries.

"Tell Cao Ruibin to clean his neck and wait, I’ll eventually take his life, now get lost."

Yang Cheng impatiently waved his hand, the thugs gratefully rushed to assist Xiong in leaving.

They’re like street rats, afraid of encountering Yang Cheng and his group, sticking to the wall as they departed.

Absent this group, the small room felt less crowded, Yang Cheng raised his eyes and smiled at Chen Shixiang: "Hello, Master Chen."

"Young man, thank you for your help earlier, or I’d have been unable to escape today."

Chen Shixiang appeared calm, despite being a Weapon Master, he carried an air of tranquility and wisdom.

"You’re welcome, it was nothing. But I believe Cao Ruibin won’t give up easily, surely he’ll send trouble your way again. You should consider living elsewhere."

Yang Cheng gently advised.

"Alas!"

Chen Shixiang sighed, showing a helpless expression, "I’m penniless, no place to go if I leave here, might as well stay, at least I can die at home."

"If they want trouble, let them, I only have this one life, even if it kills me, I won’t make weapons for them."

Yang Cheng greatly admired his resolute character, unwilling to compromise his principles even facing death. Nonetheless, it’s a pity for such a talented Weapon Master to perish.

Even though today Chen Shixiang didn’t agree to craft weapons for him, he’d still do his utmost to protect this venerable master.

"Master Chen, you’re renowned as a Weapon Master, why is life so difficult for you?"

Beside them, Gao Peng couldn’t contain his curiosity.