Urban Supreme Evil Dragon

"Keep your men searching, and notify me immediately of any news," Wu Qing said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Young Master Wu." Hong Feihu accepted the order.

It now appears that Wu Renxing's backing is not as simple as the Iron Fist Society.

"Do you know who's behind Wu Renxing?" Wu Qing asked, hoping that Hong Feihu might know something.

Hong Feihu pondered for a moment and said, "I'm not too sure either, but I have a gut feeling that there might be something wrong with his confidence."

"Alright, check that out too," Wu Qing ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Wu Qing hung up the phone.

After kowtowing to his parents in farewell, he drove down the mountain in his Ferrari, contacted the company's HR director directly, and obtained Liu Sanjin's address.

When Wu Qing arrived at Liu Sanjin's address, he learned that Liu Sanjin had already moved away.

No contact information was left.

Wu Qing sneered, becoming increasingly certain that something was wrong.

Wu Qing called Hong Feihu again, sent him Liu Sanjin's information, and asked him to send someone to investigate.

In retrospect, subduing Hong Feihu and the Iron Fist Society was indeed a wise move.

Wu Qing drove back.

Back at the villa.

Wang Siya waited respectfully like a maid, watching Wu Qing carefully. When she saw Wu Qing come in, she immediately bowed and stepped forward to take off Wu Qing's shoes.

Wu Qing sat down, watching Wang Siya change his shoes. "Do you know who else is behind Wu Renxing besides the Iron Fist Society?"

Wang Siya paused in changing Wu Qing's shoes, glanced at him cautiously, and said, "He seems to have some contact with the Five Poisons Sect."

Wu Qing narrowed his eyes: "Oh? What does he want to do?"

The Five Poisons Sect is most skilled in various poisons, but they usually present themselves as doctors and have opened various licensed and unlicensed clinics in Jiangcheng.

Many of their lower-level followers would go from street to street selling various kinds of "power pills" and "aphrodisiacs."

Wang Siya glanced at Wu Qing and said, "He originally wanted to use drugs to control you, but he found that you were in a daze and completely unprepared, so he didn't use them."

"Who in the Five Poisons Sect is he in contact with?" Wu Qing asked in a deep voice.

"It seems to be a clinic called Xu Linghao Clinic," Wang Siya said after thinking for a moment.

Wu Qing frowned immediately. Xu Linghao's clinic? Wu Qing had some recollection of it; it seemed to be a clinic nearby.

Thinking of this, Wu Qing's heart skipped a beat. Could Wu Renxing's disappearance last night be related to this Xu Linghao Medical Clinic?

Wu Qing immediately stood up, then stopped, looking coldly at Wang Siya: "Have you been in contact with Wu Renxing?"

A chilling killing intent suddenly enveloped Wang Siya.

Wang Siya trembled violently, her face turning deathly pale. She was so frightened that she cried out, "I...I didn't! I definitely didn't contact him!"

"That would be best, otherwise, the latrine on the back hill will always be there for you," Wu Qing warned in a deep voice.

"Yes, I understand!" Wang Siya trembled and lowered her head in fear.

"Put my shoes on, I'm going out," Wu Qing said as she sat down.

"Yes." Wang Siya hurriedly changed Wu Qing's shoes back.

Wu Qing put on his shoes and left home again. Instead of driving his Ferrari, he walked to Xu Linghao's clinic.

Wu Qing pushed open the door and entered; there were already many patients queuing up.

His face was full of piety, even a bit of passionate obsession.

Wu Qing twitched his nostrils, and a strange fragrance wafted into them, making him feel slightly dizzy. However, a surge of Yang energy within Wu Qing dispelled the confusion.

Wu Qing looked in the direction of the fragrance and saw a memorial tablet for the Sage of Medicine in a corner of the clinic. The strange fragrance was coming from the incense burner on the offering table.

Bewitching incense.

Wu Qing immediately determined the nature of the fragrance.

Looking at those patients who were obsessed to the point of being almost pious, Wu Qing knew what was going on.

They were clearly under the influence of the bewitching incense.

"Do you want to see a doctor or get medicine?" A nurse immediately came over and asked Wu Qing coldly, her attitude arrogant.

Wu Qing smiled faintly and said, "Get the medicine."

"Give me the prescription," the nurse said coldly.

"Oh, no, I can write it down," Wu Qing said.

The nurse's face darkened: "You write it down."

They simply tossed him a pen and paper.

Wu Qing immediately wrote a prescription to remove the incense's effects. The nurse glanced at it but couldn't understand it at all, but that didn't stop her from tearing it up and throwing it into the trash can.

Then, looking at Wu Qing with a mocking expression, he said, "Remember this: our clinic doesn't accept prescriptions from outsiders, understand? If you want to get medicine, wait for the doctor to prescribe it for you."

Wu Qing sneered, "Are you sure the prescription he gave me will cure my illness?"

"Nonsense, otherwise why would we open a clinic? If you don't believe me, get out now!" Nurse Wang Lan pointed to the door and cursed without any politeness.

Wu Qing laughed. "As expected, he's domineering."

"Tell me to get lost? You think you're worthy?" Wu Qing sneered. They really dared to be so arrogant.

The nurse was taken aback and subconsciously glanced at the offering table.

Clearly, she thought Wu Qing had already been swayed by the bewitching incense and could be manipulated however she pleased.

But Wu Qing's reaction exceeded her expectations, making her wonder if the incense hadn't been lit properly.

When she saw the incense burning brightly, her face darkened, and she turned to stare at Wu Qing with a sinister gaze. "You didn't come here to get medicine?"

She then shouted, "Someone's causing trouble!"

Soon, two burly apprentices with sinister expressions walked over, splitting to the left and right to form a pincer movement, staring at Wu Qing.

Nurse Wang Lan glanced at Wu Qing with disdain: "Kid, looking for trouble? You've come to the wrong place!"

Wu Qing smiled and shook his head: "No, I think I've come to the right place."

"You think we're easy to bully?" Wang Lan sneered.

"More or less," Wu Qing nodded.

"Go! Arrest him!" Wang Lan shouted angrily, then immediately took a step back.

Two burly men, acting as apprentices, approached Wu Qing from the left and right.

"Kid, you've got some skills. Coming here to die, you really know how to pick a spot." An apprentice sneered at Wu Qing, as if he were an ant.

"Kneel down immediately, kowtow and admit your mistake, and make offerings in front of the ancestral altar to apologize!" another apprentice said domineeringly.

"Oh? How much is the tribute?" Wu Qing asked with great interest, without any sign of panic.

"One hundred thousand dollars!" the apprentice grinned sinisterly.

Wu Song gave a thumbs up. "This limit is a bit high. Could you lower it a little?"

"Impossible! I'll break your leg if you lose even a fraction of a point." The apprentice glanced at Wu Qing's legs with a wicked grin, seemingly choosing which leg to break later.

"Not bad, not bad... So do you think I'm scared?" Wu Qing raised an eyebrow and looked at the two of them with a teasing expression.

The two apprentices' expressions darkened, and they pointed at Wu Qing's nose, cursing, "Kid, do you know where you are? How dare you cause trouble here?"

"A swindling clinic." Wu Qing sneered, his gaze sharpening as he stared at the apprentice.

"You're asking for death!" The two apprentices were furious. Without further ado, they pounced on Wu Qing from the left and right, fierce and domineering.

Wu Qing ignored them and instead looked at the middle-aged man who was sitting steadily behind the table, pretending to take people's pulses.

Then I saw that he prescribed a bunch of Western medicines for the patient.

Wu Qing was stunned.

This thing is labeled as Traditional Chinese Medicine, but it's actually Western medicine?

boom……

The two apprentices' fists reached Wu Qing, one aimed at his face and the other at his groin.

cunning and ruthless.