The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

This kid is definitely a tough one!

Huang Mao knew he had met his match; he was afraid that even the two of them combined wouldn't be a match for him.

So what? If two people aren't enough, then twenty will do. They have plenty of brothers.

"Kid! Who do you hang out with?"

Suppressing his fear, the blond-haired man tried to appear fierce: "Do you know that no one on this street has ever dared to lay a hand on Brother Leopard's men? Are you tired of living?"

"What Leopard Brother or Cat Brother? I don't know them."

Yang Shuisheng didn't even flinch.

"All I know is that you must return the two hundred dollars you just took from the proprietress to her right now."

"Then obediently pay the bill for the meal, kowtow to the proprietress and apologize, otherwise..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the blond-haired man's groin, his voice suddenly turning cold: "I'll make sure you're childless forever, believe it or not?"

The chill in his words sent a shiver down Huang Mao's spine, and he instinctively squeezed his legs together.

"You may not have heard of Brother Leopard, but you must have heard of Brother Kun, right?"

He was still unwilling to give up. Seeing that Yang Shuisheng seemed to have no reaction to Brother Leopard, he immediately brought up an even bigger backer.

"Brother Leopard is Brother Kun's trusted henchman."

"If you dare touch us, you're slapping Brother Kun in the face!"

Upon hearing the name "Brother Kun," Yang Shuisheng finally frowned slightly.

Wang Kun?

Are all these Wang Kun's men?

Wang Kun had been quite polite to him and had helped him a few times. Now that he had hit one of Wang Kun's underlings, even though there was a reason for it, he was afraid he would lose face if word got out, and it might even affect the delicate relationship between the two of them.

"How about that? Now you know what fear is, huh?"

However, when Huang Mao saw Yang Shuisheng frown, he was secretly pleased, thinking that the other party was finally afraid.

In this Daliang Town, Brother Kun's name is a golden signboard, a decree from the King of Hell!

"Kid, let me tell you, if you dare lay a hand on us today, this isn't over."

He immediately pressed his advantage, straightening his back a bit and returning his threatening tone: "If you obediently kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake, and each of you pay 500 yuan for medical expenses, we might consider letting you off the hook."

"Otherwise, you won't be leaving Daliang Town unscathed today."

The proprietress standing nearby turned pale with fright when she heard the name "Brother Kun".

She runs a shop in this town and knows all too well the power and influence Kun Ge has.

That's a real big shot who has connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles. This little guy may seem to have some skills, but how can he possibly fight against a behemoth like Brother Kun?

With a single command, they have plenty of men at their disposal.

In this surrounding area, no one dares to offend Brother Kun.

"Brother Gang! Brother Gang, calm down!"

Ignoring the pain on her face and the discomfort in her body, she quickly stepped forward to stand in front of Yang Shuisheng and pleaded with the blond-haired man, "This young man is young and ignorant. Please be magnanimous and don't take it to heart."

"Let's talk this out calmly, please don't alert Brother Kun..."

She feared that Yang Shuisheng would get into a terrible disaster by helping her.

By then, it will be too late to regret it and bring disaster to your family.

"Want to settle this peacefully? Fine!"

Seeing the proprietress back down, Huang Mao became even more smug. He glanced at Yang Shuisheng and held up one finger: "Make this kid pay me and Brother Long five hundred yuan each for medical expenses, a total of one thousand."

"Then kneel down and kowtow three times to us, saying he was wrong. We two brothers might consider not reporting this to Brother Leopard and Brother Kun, and spare his life. Otherwise..."

He deliberately drew out his words, the threat obvious.

When the proprietress heard that it would cost a thousand yuan, her face grew even uglier.

She glanced at Yang Shuisheng. How could this young man possibly come up with a huge sum of money, a thousand yuan?

Even during the peak of her business, it would take her almost two months to earn a thousand yuan.

"Brother Gang, a thousand yuan is way too much."

Desperate, she continued to plead with the blond-haired man, "Where would a young man like him get so much money?"

"Could you please let this go for my sake?"

"I don't want the money for today's meal. Consider the two hundred yuan a token of my respect for you and Brother Long, okay?"

"Your face?"

"You have absolutely no dignity!"

The blond-haired man's gaze swept over the landlady's alluring figure. He licked his lips and revealed a lewd smile, saying, "This isn't something we can't discuss, unless you're willing to sleep with us two brothers."

"you!"

The proprietress was trembling with anger and shame, but she couldn't utter a word.

She'd rather close down than sell her body to quell the trouble.

But what if he doesn't agree?

Based on her understanding of these thugs, this young man was most likely going to get into trouble.

"Whoosh—"

Suddenly, the water spout came to life!

He stepped forward, his movements so fast that the blond-haired man had no time to react, and kicked him hard between the legs.

That kick was fast and powerful, hitting the bullseye!

"Aww—"

A mournful howl, inhuman and shrill, erupted from the blond-haired man's mouth.

His eyes bulged out instantly, and he clutched his crotch tightly with both hands. The immense force sent him flying backward, crashing heavily into the brick wall of the restaurant, causing the plaster to flake off.

He collapsed to the ground like a dead dog, his face deathly pale, and cold sweat instantly soaking his entire body.

"And you!"

Yang Shuisheng didn't even look at the blond-haired man; instead, his gaze fell on the bald man who had just managed to sit up and was still dizzy.

"You just slapped the landlady. That slap will cost you 500 yuan for medical expenses."

"In addition to the cost of the meal, there's also the two hundred yuan protection fee you owe."

"Calculate the total yourself. If it's a penny less, I'll kick you."

Baldy was terrified by Yang Shuisheng's cold gaze, and seeing the miserable state of Huang Mao, he dared not have the slightest thought of resistance.

He was trembling and couldn't speak.

"You've got guts, kid!"

At this moment, Huang Mao, who was slumped in the corner, endured the excruciating pain in his lower body and stared at Yang Shuisheng with venomous eyes.

"You just wait! I'm going to call Brother Leopard! Call Brother Kun!"

"Let's see if you'll still be so tough then!"

"Okay, you go and call them, I'll wait here." Yang Shuisheng said, even pointing to the bald man still lying on the ground, "You stay here, he'll go and call them."

Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, not expecting that the other party would actually dare to ask him to call for help. He then endured the excruciating pain and struggled to get up by supporting himself with his hands on the ground.

He was filled with both elation and resentment. As long as Brother Leopard came, no, as long as Brother Kun found out, this kid was doomed!

This proprietress and this run-down shop are both doomed to fail!

He gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain in his lower body and face, and slowly moved outwards, his movements as slow as a snail.

Yang Shuisheng frowned impatiently at his dawdling.

Just as Huang Mao was passing by him and about to reach the door, Yang Shuisheng suddenly raised his foot and kicked Huang Mao in the butt!

"Ouch!"

Huang Mao was already struggling to walk, and this kick made him stumble and fall flat on his face on the threshold, breaking his nose and covering his face in blood.

"Stop dawdling! Hurry up!"

Huang Mao was filled with shame and indignation, but dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction. He didn't even bother to wipe the blood from his face, and limped away, disappearing around the street corner. Judging from the direction, he really went to call for help.