Chapter 2427 - 2420: The Elder
"Ah!"
The screams kept coming one after another. In the blink of an eye, those few men all clutched their thighs and collapsed to the ground howling—every single one of their leg bones had been smashed.
Wang Dadong walked toward the yellow-haired youth with the steel pipe in hand. The yellow-haired youth was so terrified he turned to run, but before he’d taken a few steps, Wang Dadong’s fist smashed into his nose. His glasses shattered, blood gushed from his nose, and he fell to the ground.
Covering his nose, the yellow-haired youth groaned, "I’m one of Old Buddha’s men. You dare hit me? I’ll wipe out your whole family!"
"So you’re Old Buddha?" Wang Dadong pretended to be surprised.
The yellow-haired youth said smugly, "Well? Now you know to be scared, huh?"
Before he could finish, Wang Dadong swung his leg and viciously kicked him in the crotch.
"Old Buddha, huh? Sorry, never heard of him." Wang Dadong lifted the steel pipe, sneering. "So, still planning to wipe out my whole family?"
The yellow-haired youth clutched his crotch, his face twisted in pain. "N-no, I wouldn’t dare..."
Wang Dadong drew circles on the yellow-haired youth’s thigh with the steel pipe, making his leg tremble uncontrollably.
Wang Dadong chuckled and said, "You’ve got two choices today. First, kneel to the old man and apologize, pay a hundred thousand in medical fees, and if the old man doesn’t agree, you’re not allowed to force the demolition; you compensate him five times the market price. Second, I break both your legs. Which one do you choose?"
The yellow-haired youth hesitated on the spot, stammering, "Uh... this..."
"Crack!"
The steel pipe in Wang Dadong’s hand smashed down mercilessly on the yellow-haired youth’s leg.
With a scream, the yellow-haired youth’s leg snapped.
"Hurry up and choose, or this leg is going too." After breaking one leg, Wang Dadong started measuring up the other with his steel pipe.
"Ah! I choose the first one! I’m willing to apologize and pay!" the yellow-haired youth yelled in panic.
"Then hurry up and kneel and apologize!" Wang Dadong barked.
The yellow-haired youth scrambled up and knelt in front of the old man. "Sir, I’m sorry, I’m here to apologize to you!"
He spoke his apology, but a cold, vicious glint flashed in his eyes. Just you wait till I get out of this, I’ll chop up your whole damn family!
The old man was a little flustered and overwhelmed. He hadn’t expected anyone to stand up for him, much less force this thug to kneel and apologize. Seeing the yellow-haired youth’s leg broken as well, his heart softened and he said, "Forget it, as long as you compensate me according to the market price, that’s enough."
"And the medical expenses?" Wang Dadong reminded the yellow-haired youth.
The yellow-haired youth immediately pulled a check from his bag, signed his name, and handed it to the old man.
The old man didn’t dare accept it and waved his hands over and over.
In the end, Wang Dadong had to keep it for the old man and, while he was at it, reset the yellow-haired youth’s broken leg.
"Get the hell out of here. If you dare come back for forced demolition, I’ll break all five of your limbs!" Wang Dadong kicked the yellow-haired youth away.
The yellow-haired youth scurried off with his men, scared shitless.
At this moment, quite a few residents from the civilian district came out and all knelt to Wang Dadong.
"Xie Xie, young man, you finally helped us vent our anger."
"Why don’t you want to move?" Wang Dadong felt that demolition was a good thing. After all, the city had to be planned and built; letting this patch of old houses sit here forever wasn’t an option.
"Kid, you don’t understand. We want to move too, but if we move, we’ll be living under bridges." An old man shook his head.
"What’s going on? Isn’t there compensation for demolition?" Wang Dadong really didn’t understand the inside story, so he asked, confused.
"Yeah, there’s compensation, but they only give us eight hundred per square meter, while the average housing price in Jingnan City is over eight thousand per square meter. How are we supposed to survive? If we don’t move, they send these thugs every few days to harass us. Lots of people have been beaten up by them."
"They’re pure animals. They don’t even spare the elderly. This morning they even beat up an old man. Oh right, Xier, that’s your grandpa. We wanted to find you, but couldn’t." An auntie said.
Hearing this, Zhang Xi’s face changed instantly. "What? My grandpa was beaten?"
"That’s right. We sent your grandpa to a nearby clinic. The doctor there said he’s too old and too badly injured and didn’t dare treat him, asked us to send him to a major hospital. But we don’t have that kind of money."
"Then where is my grandpa now?" Zhang Xi’s eyes reddened at once.
"Right by the roadside." The auntie pointed toward the road.
Zhang Xi immediately ran over.
When he saw the old man, Wang Dadong’s heart twisted so hard he almost cried.
The old man was skin and bones, his hair and beard completely white. He curled up by the side of the road, his body covered in blood.
This was once the Sect Leader of the Divine Medical Families, and he’d actually fallen into such a state.
And if what Zhang Xi said was true, then all of this had been caused by those four lofty Divine doctors.
However, he had quite a bit of history with those four Divine doctors. Maybe there was some hidden story behind this.
He’d just have to ask Old Chen when the time came.
Zhang Xi squatted down, hurriedly took out the silver needle, and began to treat the old man.
Don’t be fooled by Zhang Xi’s young age—her grasp of the body’s acupoints was incredibly accurate. Even though the old man was clothed, not a single one of her needles missed by a hair.
After a round of treatment, the old man coughed up a mouthful of clotted blood and came to.
Only now did Wang Dadong truly witness how powerful Zhang Xi’s medical skills were. The old man was aged and frail, and he’d suffered serious injuries. Even if they’d gotten him to a big hospital, he might not have survived. Yet Zhang Xi had only used a few silver needles and brought him back from the brink.
Of course, bringing him back didn’t mean he was cured. After all, Zhang Xi wasn’t a Cultivator, she had no Inner Strength in her body. All she could do was stabilize his injuries and let his own body slowly recover.
"Xier..." The old man stretched out his withered hand to touch Zhang Xi’s face, but no matter how he tried, he couldn’t lift it.
𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
"Grandpa!" Zhang Xi grabbed his hand and pressed it against her face.
"My good Xier, hurry and tell Grandpa, did you win the championship?" The old man looked at Zhang Xi with a face full of hope.
"I..." Zhang Xi lowered her head.
"That’s right, Zhang Xi won the championship!" Wang Dadong said, his tone rock-solid.
The old man’s face relaxed into a gratified smile. "Xier, you really didn’t let Grandpa down. *Cough, cough...*"
The old man coughed up fresh blood, but the smile on his face was bright as the sun.
"Wang Dadong, hurry and save Grandpa!" Zhang Xi looked anxiously at Wang Dadong. She knew that with just her medical skills, she might not even be able to fully treat Grandpa’s current injuries, let alone his old ailments.
Wang Dadong took the old man’s pulse, and his heart ached even more. The old man was suffering from many illnesses; most of his organs had already declined. An ordinary person would probably have died long ago. He really didn’t know what kind of belief was supporting this old man and keeping him alive.