Mad Doctor No. 9

Wang Tian suddenly made his move.

He moved through the crowd like a ghost, and wherever he went, the sound of bones breaking echoed.

With just one punch, one of them had his chest caved in, and he flew backward.

With that kick, the other person's knees buckled, and he knelt directly on the ground.

In less than half a minute, all of the dozen or so thugs were lying on the ground, unable to get up again.

Zhang Hu was startled and quickly retreated.

"Where is the Liu family's old house?" Wang Tian stepped forward.

Zhang Huqiang tried to remain calm and said, "You...you dare to lay a hand on the Liu family? If Young Master Liu wanted to kill you, it would be as simple as pulling out a finger..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Tian grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

Where is the Liu family located?

Zhang Hu's face turned red with fear, and he finally cried out in terror: "East of the city, Biyue Manor, don't kill me!"

Wang Tian released his grip, and Zhang Hu fell to the ground, panting heavily.

"Tell Liu Ziming." Wang Tian stepped on Zhang Hu's right hand and crushed his wrist with force.

"Make him prepare to explain to my sister and nephew."

Wang Tian turned and left, hailing a taxi and disappearing into the night.

It was already getting dark.

Wang Tian carried the food he bought on the way upstairs, but heard arguing coming from the corridor.

"Wang Yu, don't push your luck! I have the right to take Longlong away!"

A male voice, high-pitched and shrill.

Wang Tian pushed open the door and entered. He saw a middle-aged man in a wrinkled suit pulling his older sister along, while Longlong huddled behind his mother, looking terrified.

The man turned around, looked at Wang Tian, ​​was taken aback at first, then recognized him: "Wang Tian? You've been released?"

"Chen Zhiqiang," Wang Tian said coldly.

This man, who abandoned his wife and son and took all his savings, actually dared to come back.

Chen Zhiqiang released Wang Yu, puffed out his chest, and said, "Fine, since your sister is disobedient, then you be the judge. I'm short of funds for my business trip to the south, and Longlong is my son. What's wrong with letting him stay in the south for a while?"

Wang Yu cried, "Are you selling Longlong?! I heard you owe a huge gambling debt!"

Chen Zhiqiang retorted angrily, "Nonsense! Would I, as his father, harm him?"

He reached out and grabbed at Longlong again.

Wang Tian stood in front of him.

"Get out." Those words were filled with murderous intent.

Chen Zhiqiang felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at Wang Tian, ​​but he quickly remembered something and hardened his heart: "Wang Tian, ​​do you think you're still the same thug you were seven years ago? Let me tell you, I'm with Tiger from the Liu family now! If you dare lay a hand on me, the Liu family will wipe out your entire clan!"

"Zhang Hu?" Wang Tian smiled slightly. "He has a broken right hand and is in the hospital."

Chen Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Wang Tian slapped him hard across the face.

The slap wasn't delivered with much force, but it knocked out two of Chen Zhiqiang's teeth.

"This slap was for my sister."

Another slap in the face.

"This one is for Longlong."

Chen Zhiqiang was completely bewildered, his mouth full of blood, and his speech was slurred.

Wang Tian grabbed his collar and pulled him out, saying, "If you dare to harass my sister again, I'll make you wish you were dead."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he kicked Chen Zhiqiang in the stomach, sending him tumbling down the stairs.

Wang Tian slammed the door shut with a loud bang, and the whole world fell silent.

Wang Yu held Longlong and cried.

Wang Tian stepped forward and gently hugged his sister.

"From now on, no one can bully you anymore."

Longlong looked up, his eyes a little wet: "Uncle, why doesn't Daddy want us anymore?"

Wang Tian patted his head: "Not everyone is qualified to be a father. You still have your uncle, your mother, and your grandparents."

That night, Wang Tian prepared a hot meal, and the family squeezed into the small basement.

Older father Wang Jianguo's complexion has improved considerably; he can even sit up and drink half a bowl of porridge.

Li Xiulan looked at the children and grandson gathered in a circle and silently wiped away her tears—this was the first time in seven years that the family had eaten together.

After finishing his meal, Wang Tian's phone vibrated.

Bank notification: 50 million has been deposited into your account.

Old Xu keeps his word.

Wang Tian put his phone away and looked out at the pitch-black sky.

Tomorrow will be the day to settle accounts with the Liu family.

Bishui Villa is located in a high-end villa complex in the east of the city. Backed by green mountains and facing an artificial lake, it boasts a tranquil environment and is a rare secluded place.

The Liu family's businesses in Tiancheng are mainly entertainment real estate. Bishui Manor was developed by the Liu family themselves, and the best villas there are never sold to the public. They are reserved for their own residence or to entertain VIPs.

At 10 a.m. the next day, Wang Tian took a taxi and arrived at the gate of the manor.

The security guard, a middle-aged man in his forties, stopped Wang Tian when he saw that he was dressed casually: "Who are you looking for? Have you made an appointment?"

Wang Tian said calmly, "Liu Ziming."

The gatekeeper sized him up and down, then said disdainfully, "You dare to call Young Master Liu by his full name? Get out of here, get out of here."

Wang Tian didn't say anything more and went straight in.

"Stop!" The security guard grabbed his shoulder.

The next second, the security guard was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall of the guard booth and immediately losing consciousness.

Wang Tian didn't stop and walked straight towards the largest villa in the manor.

Along the way, security personnel noticed something was wrong and surrounded him, but within three meters of Wang Tian, ​​they were all forced back by an invisible force.

Four bodyguards in black suits stood at the entrance of the villa, clearly having been notified beforehand.

"Wang Tian?" the bald bodyguard leader said coldly, "Daring to trespass into the Liu family's residence, he's got a death wish, isn't he?"

Wang Tian glanced around and said calmly, "Call Liu Ziming here."

"You're asking for death!" The four of them attacked simultaneously, their moves swift and ruthless, clearly indicating they were skilled in martial arts.

Wang Tian remained motionless until the four approached, at which point he finally moved.

One punch shattered the chest of one of them.

With one kick, he broke a person's leg.

The last person's neck was stuck, and he was pressed against the wall.

Wang Tiandao: "Where is Liu Ziming?"

The bodyguard's face turned purple, and he pointed inside the villa.

Wang Tian released his grip, and the bodyguard collapsed to the ground, powerless.

Upon entering the magnificent living room, Liu Ziming was sitting in a leather chair drinking tea, while beside him sat a middle-aged man over fifty years old with an imposing presence.

Liu Ziming looked at Wang Tian as he entered, and instead of being surprised, he laughed: "Wang Tian, ​​you actually dared to come."

The middle-aged man looked Wang Tian up and down and said slowly, "Young man, you have some strength, but you don't know your own limitations. That's not good."

Wang Tian recognized him at a glance; it was Liu Ziming's father, Liu Zhendong, the head of the Liu family.