Mad Doctor No. 9

"Today, I have three demands." Wang Tian pulled up a chair and sat down. "The first thing is that Liu Ziming bullied my sister, and he must apologize to her and compensate her one million yuan for emotional distress."

"Secondly, Zhang Biao and Zhang Hu have worked for the Liu family for many years, and they have harmed countless people. The Liu family must bear this debt."

"The third thing concerns the Crimson Sun Fruit."

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhendong burst into laughter: "Wang Tian, ​​I've investigated your case thoroughly. Seven years ago, you were imprisoned for intentional assault and only recently got out. I don't know where you learned your martial arts skills, but you dare to come to the Liu family and cause trouble?"

He picked up his teacup, took a slow sip, and said calmly, "You dare to cause trouble in the Liu family? Let me tell you, the reason the Liu family has been able to stand tall in Tiancheng for decades is not just because of fighting."

As he finished speaking, the doors on both sides of the hall opened one after another, and seven or eight men dressed in training clothes filed out.

These eight men walked with steady steps, their temples slightly bulging, and their eyes gleaming with a restrained sharpness; they were clearly masters of internal martial arts.

"These eight people are all martial arts masters I hired at great expense," Liu Zhendong said. "Wang Tian, ​​kneel down now, kowtow and admit your mistake. I'll let you stay in the Liu family as a dog because of your exceptional talent."

"What a pity." Wang Tian glanced at the eight people and shook his head.

"What's there to regret?" Liu Ziming sneered.

"What a pity, we spent so much money and ended up hiring a bunch of useless people."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the other eight people changed simultaneously.

"Arrogant!"

The long-faced old man at the head roared and took the lead, striking Wang Tian's face with a palm. The palm wind howled, bringing with it bursts of sonic booms.

Wang Tian didn't dodge, and met the attack with a palm strike of his own.

The two palms collided.

With a "crack," the long-faced old man's entire arm curved in a strange arc. He screamed and flew backward, crashing heavily onto the mahogany coffee table with a agonizing howl.

The remaining seven people's expressions changed, and they all attacked at the same time.

Wang Tian moved like a ghost, weaving through the encirclement of the seven men, leaving a trail of fallen bodies wherever he went.

Ten seconds passed.

Martial arts masters all fell to the ground, their arms and legs broken, their screams echoing everywhere.

With a "crack," the teacup in Liu Zhendong's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Liu Ziming was so frightened that he plopped down on the sofa, his face turning pale.

Wang Tian stepped forward, squatted down, and looked at Liu Ziming: "Now, can you admit your mistake?"

Liu Ziming trembled when he met Wang Tian's icy gaze.

He never imagined that someone could be this strong—a martial arts master whom his father had hired at great expense!—couldn't even last ten seconds!

"I...I was wrong..." Liu Ziming's voice trembled. "I shouldn't have had improper thoughts about your sister...I'll compensate you, one million, no, two million!"

"And you?" Wang Tian asked Liu Zhendong.

Liu Zhendong forced himself to remain calm and said, "Wang Tian, ​​you are indeed formidable. However, you should know that there are things in this world more terrifying than violence. The Ye family has the backing of the Ye family in the provincial capital; in Jiangnan Province, they wield immense power."

Wang Tian's gaze turned cold as he said, "The Ye family?"

The eight hundred brothers of the Dragon Gate Society died on the border, all because of the Ye family.

"That's right, it's the Ye family." Liu Zhendong thought Wang Tian was intimidated. "In fact, I can recommend you to join the Ye family. With Young Master Ye's abilities, his future is limitless..."

"Have you found out anything about the Crimson Sun Fruit?" Wang Tian interrupted him.

Liu Zhendong was stunned for a moment, not expecting that Wang Tian was still thinking about this matter at this point.

"I have heard of the Crimson Sun Fruit," Liu Zhendong said after thinking for a moment. "In three days, there will be an underground auction in the provincial capital. It is said that a century-old Crimson Sun Fruit will be auctioned off, and there will be bidders. However, auctions of this level require invitations."

Wang Tian asked, "Do you have any way of getting an invitation?"

Liu Zhendong said with a bitter face, "There's only one copy, and it has the Liu family's name on it. If you'd like, I can give you an invitation, as a token of our friendship."

Wang Tian gave Liu Zhendong a deep look, then suddenly laughed: "You're smart to know what's good for you."

Liu Zhendong was finally relieved.

Wang Tian changed the subject, saying, "The invitations are mine, and the money is mine too, but this isn't a transaction; it's something your Liu family owes me."

Liu Zhendong's expression was uncertain, but he finally nodded.

"I'll transfer the two million to you right away. Three days later, I'll give you an invitation to the auction."

Wang Tian stood up and said, "Remember, if you dare to harm my family again, the Liu family will cease to exist."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left, and no one dared to stop him.

Just as he stepped out of Biyue Manor, Secretary Xu's phone rang.

"Mr. Wang, Elder Xu asked me to tell you that there's been progress on the matter of the Crimson Sun Fruit. There's an auction in the provincial capital in three days, and Elder Xu has prepared an invitation and some money for you."

Wang Tian laughed and said, "Just tell Old Xu that this isn't necessary. Someone will prepare the invitations and the money for me."

He hung up the phone and looked up at the sky.

The Ye family in the provincial capital.

It's time to settle the score from back then.

Wang Tian received two million yuan in compensation from the Liu family and immediately had his family move.

He rented a four-bedroom apartment in an upscale residential area in the city center. It was large, bright, and had an elevator.

On the day of the move, when Wang Yu saw her new, tidy home, she shed tears again.

"Sister, don't cry." Wang Tian wiped away her tears. "Once I'm done with my work, we'll go buy a house."

Longlong ran around his new house, his little face flushed, and asked, "Uncle, this house is too big! Can I do my homework here?"

Wang Tian rubbed his head and said, "Once your uncle is done with his work, he'll send you to the best school."

Two days after moving into the new house, Wang Jianguo's complexion improved significantly.

Wang Tian used his internal energy to regulate his condition every day. Although he couldn't cure it completely, his condition finally stabilized.

On the third day, Liu Zhendong sent someone to deliver the auction invitation and a bank card worth five million to Wang Tian.

"Boss Wang, Young Master Liu asked me to inform you that the auction will begin tomorrow night at eight o'clock at the Liuli Building in the provincial capital. The money here is a small token of our Liu family's appreciation, and we hope it can clear up the previous misunderstandings."

Wang Tian accepted the invitation, but not the card.

"Tell Liu Zhendong that I haven't finished settling scores with the Liu family yet."

The man dared not say anything more and left dejectedly.