Urban Supreme Evil Dragon

Fang Dongping was stunned.

He thought that since he had brought people with him, and they were all muscular men from the gym, Wu Qing would be terrified and beg for mercy when he saw them.

The results of it?

Wu Qing not only didn't beg for mercy, but he also put on an act.

"You fucking think I'm bluffing you?" Fang Dongping roared, swinging the grip strength bar at Wu Qing.

Made of high-quality steel, the grip strength bar is heavy and powerful; you can imagine the force it would have if it hit someone.

Fang Dongping's expression was ferocious, and he unleashed his full power without holding back.

If you are selected, the consequences are predictable.

Wu Qing's eyes turned cold as he raised his hand and grabbed the grip strength bar that was falling down.

A crisp snap!

Wu Qing gripped the grip strength bar firmly.

However, it did not cause any harm to Wu Qing.

Fang Dongping was stunned. He never expected this outcome. In a fit of anger, he hurriedly tried to pull the grip stick back.

But it was all in vain; he couldn't pull out even a tiny bit.

"Do you even know how to use it?" Wu Qing looked at Fang Dongping with a sneer. "You're a piece of trash. You wouldn't be of any use to me."

"Let me teach you how to use it." After saying that, Wu Qing snatched the grip strength bar and swept it across Fang Dongping's face with a sharp crack.

"what……"

Fang Dongping screamed and rolled away, his face was covered in blood and several teeth were flying out.

It was far more painful than the slap Wu Qing had just given him.

Fang Dongping, clutching his face, scrambled to his feet, tears streaming down his face from the pain. He yelled at the muscular men, "Are you blind? Go get them! I paid you to watch this show!"

Several muscular men gave Fang Dongping a sinister look, and without hesitation, pounced on Wu Qing.

Wu Qing sneered, swung the grip strength bar, and lashed it a few times. Several muscular men covered their faces and screamed in pain, all showing expressions of horror.

They knew they had met a master.

They exchanged a glance, and without further ado, they turned and ran.

Fang Dongping was so frightened that he covered his face and didn't dare to scream. He got up and ran away.

"Here's your stick back!" Wu Qing sneered, swinging the grip stick out of his hand.

Whoosh!

The grip strengthener shot out, accurately hitting Fang Dongping's buttocks, and with a "plop," it went in.

"what……"

Fang Dongping screamed in agony and collapsed to the ground, convulsing in pain. The gripping rod swayed on his buttocks like a bull's tail.

Wu Qing glanced at Fang Dongping with a mocking look, then walked away leisurely. After reaching the street corner, he took a taxi back.

Back at the villa.

Upon hearing the commotion, Wang Siya immediately came over to greet Wu Qing and knelt down to change his shoes.

Wu Qing sat down and glanced at Wang Siya serving him.

His heart was cold, devoid of any pity.

"Wash my feet." Wu Qing put on slippers, walked over to He Tingli, and put down the medicinal herbs and the medicine stove.

"Okay." Wang Siya immediately went to get some water to wash Wu Qing's feet, took off Wu Qing's socks, and gently rubbed and massaged Wu Qing's feet.

The service was excellent.

Wu Qing glanced at the free foot massage technician, then lifted his foot and placed it in her lap, letting her wipe it clean.

Wang Siya obediently wiped Wu Qing clean, and only then did Wu Qing let her put on slippers for him. He then got up and took the medicinal herbs and medicine furnace to the kitchen in the backyard to refine the antidote pills.

"Natural gas or a stove? They should be the same, right?" Wu Qing pondered for a moment and then began to operate according to the procedure.

After practicing for three days in a row, I messed up the practice.

Finally, they figured out the trick and refined three poison-avoiding pills.

"Not bad, not bad." Wu Qing smiled, took the three antidote pills, and walked out of the kitchen.

Wu Qing immediately contacted Hong Feihu, instructing him to purchase a large quantity of herbs according to the prescription, as well as a large medicinal cauldron. He was to notify Hong Feihu after everything was prepared so that he could proceed with the refining.

Glug glug.

hungry.

Wu Qing put away the antidote pills, drove his Ferrari straight to Gao Daquan's braised meat shop.

Before I even arrived at my destination, I received a call from Su Qingluan.

Wu Qing answered the phone with a smile: "Honey, you missed me?"

"Have you eaten?" Su Qingluan asked in a low voice, sounding somewhat unhappy.

"Oh? You haven't eaten yet, but you're already going to eat? Want to come together? It's on me." Wu Qing was a little confused. What was Su Qingluan up to?

Give me the space.

"No problem, Gaojia Braised Pork Shop, I'll send you the location." After Wu Qing finished speaking, Su Qingluan hung up the phone immediately.

After sending his location to Su Qingluan, Wu Qing arrived at the braised meat restaurant in less than ten minutes. He parked his car in an inconspicuous spot before getting out and walking over.

"Oh, Brother Qing, I've missed you so much! Come sit down, I'll get you some meat." Gao Daquan came up and hugged Wu Qing, inviting him to sit down.

Wu Qing smiled and patted Gao Daquan on the shoulder, "You go ahead and do your work, I'll just grab something to eat myself."

"Alright then, I won't stand on ceremony with you." Gao Daquan nodded with a smile and went to help his parents, since it was a busy time.

Wu Qing walked into the store, greeted Gao Daquan's parents with a smile, took a plate to scoop out some meat, and then took an oil dish to make minced garlic and chili oil.

As soon as everything was set up, Gao Daquan beckoned Wu Qing into the backyard and pointed to a private room that looked freshly made, saying, "From now on, you can eat in this room when you come."

This was specially set up for Wu Qing to use; it's private and won't be contested by anyone.

After all, Wu Qing's identity is special.

Their relationship is also special.

Wu Qing didn't stand on ceremony, smiling as he entered the private room and sat down, saying, "Daquan, you're so kind. Come, let's have a drink together."

Gao Daquan sat down with a smile, clinked glasses with Wu Qing, and said with a smile, "Have you settled everything in your family?"

Wu Qing smiled and said, "More or less."

Gao Daquan gave a thumbs up: "I knew you could do it."

He then whispered, "Zhang Dabiao came to apologize this morning, saying that Iron Fist will protect my shop from now on and won't let anyone cause trouble."

As Gao Daquan spoke, his eyes filled with gratitude and excitement as he looked at Wu Qing.

Although he and his family suffered greatly because of Wu Qing, almost losing their shop and becoming disabled, he did not regret it.

He was happy with the reward he received, but he was even happier that Wu Qing was able to turn his life around.

Then, a hint of worry crept in: "Will you and Iron Fist be alright?"

"It's alright. From now on, the Iron Fist Society will be on our side. You can order them around without worry." Wu Qing smiled and clinked glasses with Gao Daquan.

Gao Daquan smiled happily.

"Alright, you can go ahead and get busy. Oh, and when Su Qingluan arrives later, just have her come over," Wu Qing instructed Gao Daquan.

"Su Qingluan?" Gao Daquan exclaimed softly, a worried look on his face. "She's looking for you, is she alright?"

Wu Qing smiled and took a bite of braised pork, saying nonchalantly, "It's alright, let her do it."

He then chuckled and said, "Just call her sister-in-law when you see her."

Gao Daquan's eyes lit up: "Ah, you got her? That's great, she's the number one beauty in Jiangcheng!"

He then chuckled and asked, "What does it taste like?"

"Want to know?"

"Mmm, I want to."

"Go find yourself a wife."