Mad Doctor No. 9

Chen Qingxuan laughed, "You've got guts. Too bad, I'll show you what true martial arts really are."

Before he could finish speaking, the person had already appeared in front of Wang Tian and raised his hand to deliver a palm strike!

This palm strike carried a scorching heat!

Wang Tian's eyes narrowed, and he also met the attack with a palm strike.

With their palms clasped together, a burst of energy emanated from them, causing the walls on both sides of the alley to crack!

Wang Tian and Chen Qingxuan both took three steps back at the same time.

"Huh?" Chen Qingxuan was taken aback. "Who is your master?"

Wang Tian did not answer, but instead circulated his true energy and took the initiative to attack!

In the alley, the two fought fiercely, their fists and palms striking each other like muffled thunder, causing the bricks on the floor to shatter continuously.

Chen Qingxuan grew increasingly alarmed as the battle progressed. The purity of his opponent's true energy far exceeded his expectations! Even more terrifying was that this seemingly simple move was in harmony with the Dao of Heaven, and every strike was deadly!

After fifty moves, Chen Qingxuan gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Impossible!" He gritted his teeth and unleashed his family's secret technique, "Burning Heart Palm," turning his palm crimson and scorching hot.

Wang Tian's eyes turned cold. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his right hand forming a sword-like gesture, pointing towards Chen Qingxuan's Laogong acupoint in his palm!

Take a break!

"Pfft!" Chen Qingxuan's palm was pierced, and the force of the impact made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

"What...what kind of kung fu are you using?!"

Wang Tian stopped and said, "The true energy in your body is already disordered. If this continues, it will damage your heart meridian. Go to the hospital for treatment now; at least you can preserve your cultivation."

Chen Qingxuan gave Wang Tian a deep look, then sighed and said, "I will remember this defeat. Young man, the Ye family will definitely not let you off easily."

After saying that, he staggered away.

Wang Tian watched his retreating figure thoughtfully.

Chen Qingxuan's palm technique is upright and not wicked.

The fact that the Ye family could afford to hire such a person as a guest advisor shows the depth of their resources.

But so what?

Wang Tian carried the safe and walked out of the alley.

The moonlight cast a long shadow of him.

The water in the provincial capital is much deeper than that in Tiancheng.

However, he had to get involved in this mess.

After returning to the hotel, the first thing Wang Tian did was check on the condition of the Crimson Sun Fruit.

The fruit was intact, with a fragrant aroma of herbs, and golden veins that were faintly visible under the light.

He carefully put it away and then dialed Tiancheng's number.

"Brother Tian!" Guo Zi's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Wang Tian asked, "How's everything at home?"

"No problem. The Liu family has been quite well-behaved these days, not playing any tricks. Uncle is in good health lately; he was even able to get out of bed and walk yesterday."

Wang Tian finally felt relieved: "I'm going back tomorrow. By the way, has there been any result regarding the matter I asked you to investigate?"

"Brother Tian, ​​I've found a witness to what happened seven years ago. On the night the Longmen Society incident occurred, he saw several cars with provincial license plates, led by a black Mercedes with the last four digits being 888."

A cold glint flashed in Wang Tian's eyes.

The black Mercedes-Benz with the license plate ending in 888 is the vehicle of Ye Zhenshan, the head of the Ye family.

"Also," Guo Zi said in a low voice, "the old man said that the people in those cars were speaking Japanese."

Japanese!

Wang Tian's hand, which was gripping the phone, had turned somewhat white.

Back then, the Longmen Society guarded the southwestern border to prevent foreign forces from smuggling rare resources from China to other countries.

If the Ye family is truly colluding with the Japanese, then that is treason!

Wang Tian said in a deep voice, "Protect that person. Don't let anyone discover his existence before I return."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Tian stood at the window, gazing at the lights of the provincial capital outside, his heart burning with excitement.

Back when the leader was teaching martial arts and medicine in prison, he held his hand and said, "The blood of the eight hundred brothers of the Dragon Gate Society must not be shed in vain. It is your duty to investigate thoroughly and cleanse the sect."

At that time, Wang Tian did not fully understand what these words meant.

He got it.

The next morning, Wang Tian took the high-speed train to Tiancheng.

When he got home, Wang Jianguo was slowly walking back and forth in the living room, with his mother, Li Xiulan, carefully supporting him.

The two elderly people's eyes lit up when they saw Wang Tian.

"Oh my god!"

The first thing Wang Tian did after putting down his luggage was to take his father's pulse.

The innate energy in the meridians has also become stronger.

Wang Tian said, "Dad, I'll prescribe some medicine for you today. With the Crimson Sun Fruit, you'll be fully recovered within three months."

Wang Jianguo's tears streamed down his face: "Yes, yes, yes..."

In the afternoon, Wang Tian prepared the medicinal herbs.

The Crimson Sun Fruit has a potent medicinal effect and requires seven mild medicinal herbs to neutralize it.

A bowl of dark red medicine had been simmering for a full three hours.

Wang Jianguo drank it all in one gulp, and his skin turned bright red and steamed.

Wang Tian used acupuncture needles to prick the liver meridian a few times, guiding the medicinal power into the liver meridian.

Two hours later, the father fell asleep, his breathing even and long.

"The initial treatment went very smoothly," Wang Tian told his family. "From now on, I will have treatment every week, and in about three months, the cancer cells will be completely eliminated."

Wang Yu cried with joy, while Longlong hugged his uncle's leg tightly.

In the evening, Guo Zi arrived with one other person.

His surname is Zhou, he is over seventy years old, and he walks with a limp.

Guo Zi introduced, "Brother Tian, ​​this is Uncle Zhou, and Uncle Zhou, this is my elder brother, Wang Tian."

Uncle Zhou glanced at Wang Tian and nodded: "You're just like your father when he was young."

Wang Tian was taken aback: "You know my father?"

Uncle Zhou sighed and said, "Your father was my squad leader when he was in the army. Later, he retired and returned to his hometown, while I continued to do business on the frontier. Seven years ago, I saw the Japanese people coming and going from the Ye family's car with my own eyes."

The old man recounted everything he had seen that night: three SUVs, a dozen people, and more than a dozen sealed boxes were being moved from the border.

The box has special markings, suggesting it contains a rare mineral.

Uncle Zhou recalled: "Among that group of Japanese people, there was an old man with a cane, wearing a kimono, whose name was Yamamoto."

Yamamoto?

Wang Tian kept this name in his heart.

After Guo Zi saw Zhou Bo off, he asked, "Brother Tian, ​​what should we do now? The Ye family is too powerful, I'm afraid..."

Wang Tian tapped his fingers lightly on the table. "The Ye family is able to stand tall in the provincial capital because they must have someone protecting them. There's no doubt about that. First, cut off their wings, then destroy their roots."

He glanced at the darkness outside the window: "The Liu family will be our first target."

The next day, Wang Tian went to the Liu family again.

This time, he did not enter through the main gate, but instead, like a ghost, quietly entered the Liu family head's villa.

In the study, Liu Zhendong held the phone and said respectfully, "Third Master, don't worry, I will keep a close eye on that kid. Yes, yes, yes, it's about the Crimson Sun Fruit. It was my oversight..."