The Fierce and Powerful Immortal Physician

"Shen Zeyu, you have money to show off here, but you can't pay your debts? I'll fucking kill you!"

The leader was a burly man with a full beard, buck teeth, and a fierce look in his eyes.

He grabbed Shen Zeyu and began to beat him mercilessly, leaving him bruised and battered, tears and snot streaming down his face, kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

"Biao~ Brother Biao~ Have mercy~ I really have no choice but to let the client pay the project fees. Please give me a few more days and I will definitely pay them back."

None of the relatives and friends present had ever seen such a scene before. They were all terrified by this sudden turn of events, trembling with fear and remaining silent.

"You dare to renege on your debt to God? Pay back two million right now, or I'll break your leg."

Zhang Biao slapped Shen Zeyu twice more, making him see stars, dizzy, and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't dare to utter a sound.

"Enough! Zeyu is the second young master of the Shen family. The Shen family is a core partner of the Triumph Group. You dare to cause trouble here. We are not to be trifled with."

Qiu Shulan's face turned pale with nervousness, but she still braced herself and brought up the Triumph Group, shouting.

"Pshaw, what kind of core partner is this? Stop trying to pull the strings here. How could the Shen family possibly associate with Triumph Group? It's just a peripheral contractor for a municipal project."

Zhang Biao grabbed a chicken leg, stuffed it into his mouth, took a few bites, then spat it at Qiu Shulan with a sinister laugh.

"If your Xia family wants to pay, that's fine too. It's only right to pay back debts. We're offering legitimate loans with the same interest rates as banks."

Qiu Shulan shivered and immediately shut her mouth, not daring to utter another sound.

"Let's talk this out. You're not allowed to use violence. It's true that you should pay back your debts, but don't resort to cutting off limbs at the drop of a hat. This is a society governed by law; how can we tolerate your reckless behavior?"

Although Xia Zhongjing was honest and timid, he couldn't help but stand up and angrily rebuke his family members for bullying them.

"Old man, don't push your luck. I know you have a lousy company, but your capital is nothing. In the northern part of Yunyang City, the heavens are the law."

Zhang Biao grabbed a bottle of beer from the table, took a few gulps, and grinned with his buck teeth, looking disdainful.

"Zhang Biao, today is my mother's birthday. Please don't cause trouble. The Shen family owes you money; you two families can settle that separately another time. You are not welcome here. Please leave immediately, or I will call the police!"

Xia Ziruo, who was extremely well-mannered, could no longer bear to see her parents being humiliated, and her eyes were filled with anger.

"Call the police, okay!"

Zhang Biao turned to look at Xia Ziruo, whose face was frosty, and his eyes immediately gleamed with greed. He stared intently at her high, firm breasts, swallowed hard, and lewdly grinned.

"The title of Yunyang City's number one beauty is indeed well-deserved. No wonder Ren Jiahao was so desperate to marry you. If you agree to be my prostitute, I'll let that Shen guy go. I'll pay off his two million for him. How about it?"

"Utterly shameless!"

Xia Ziruo took out her phone to dial 110 to report the crime.

"Screw reporting it! What can those idiot cops do to me?"

Zhang Biao grinned maliciously and reached out to grab Xia Ziruo's ample breasts.

Just as the claws were about to strike the other's chest, a fair hand managed to grab his wrist.

"Click~"

"Ah~"

The sound of bones breaking rang out, followed by a bloodcurdling scream like a pig being slaughtered, assaulting everyone's eardrums.

"Who the hell do you think you are? God, do you even know what you've done? You've ripped a hole in the sky!"

Zhang Biao clutched his wrist in terror, staring wide-eyed at the fair-skinned boy in front of him, and roared hoarsely, "You're finished! Brothers, get him! Cripple this idiot's limbs!"

Upon hearing this, the energetic young men grabbed beer bottles from the table and swung them at Zhou Hao.

All that could be heard was the sound of ping-pong balls and shattering glass, mixed with a piercing scream, which sent chills down one's spine.

In the blink of an eye, the open space in the banquet hall was littered with people lying haphazardly, their bodies mangled and bloody, a truly gruesome sight.

Zhou Hao dismissively flicked his hand, then kicked Zhang Biao to the ground, stepping on him and saying calmly, "I'm your nemesis. Who is this 'Heavenly Lord'?"

It's none of my business if they bully others, but if they try to mess with Sister Ziruo and Uncle, I don't care if the Heavenly King himself comes; my fists have no eyes.

"Heavens, the Heavenly Lord is Zhu Xiaotian, the big boss of the northern part of Yunyang City. No one dares to challenge him. Brother, I think you are a good man. Don't get involved in this matter, or you will suffer a terrible fate."

Zhang Biao grimaced in pain, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, and stammered.

These words caused another stir among the still-shaken crowd.

"Zhu Xiaotian is the top underground gangster in Beicheng."

"Yes, they have connections everywhere, both in the legitimate and criminal worlds."

Countless people have fallen victim to him.

"Oh no, we've gotten ourselves into big trouble. We're all probably going to get involved. I wish we hadn't come here."

"Oh dear, I'm so unlucky, I must be having the worst luck ever."

"..."

"Oh, pig intestines, huh? I'm waiting. I don't care about anyone else, but if a single hair on the Xia family is missing, I'll send you to meet the King of Hell. Get lost!"

Zhou Hao kicked Zhang Biao away.

"The mountains are high and the roads are long, my friend."

Despite the excruciating pain, Zhang Biao helped the staggering thugs to their feet and limped away, his heart filled with rage: "You're all dead."

After all that commotion, no one was in the mood to continue drinking, and each with their own thoughts, they made excuses to leave.

"Dad, Mom, I'm taking Shen Zeyu to the hospital. After all, he was beaten up at our banquet."

Xia Zixuan, who had been too frightened to utter a sound, helped up Shen Zeyu, who was covered in dust, from the ground. She glanced at Zhou Hao, who looked completely nonchalant, with a complicated expression, and hurriedly left the banquet hall.

How did he learn martial arts? He fought off more than ten thugs with his bare hands, and it was all so easy and enjoyable?

"Reckless courage! Do you know how much trouble this will bring us? That Zhu Xiaotian is not someone we can afford to mess with!"

Qiu Shulan finally snapped out of her shock, looked up at Zhou Hao, and complained:

"Zhou Hao, from now on you can go your own way. You don't need to worry about the affairs of the Xia family."

"Luckily Zhou Hao was here today, otherwise who knows what kind of trouble he would have caused."

Xia Zhongjing was dissatisfied with his wife's attitude towards Zhou Hao and muttered something.

"Shut up. If you hurt them, they might come after our Xia family soon."

Qiu Shulan pinched Xia Zhongjing's waist hard: "What bad luck! Let's go home!"

"Mom, Dad is right. Xiao Hao is on the right path. He doesn't bully the kind and isn't afraid of the wicked. If it weren't for him, we would all be in trouble today."

Xia Ziruo picked up the conversation, and after she finished speaking, she carefully checked Zhou Hao's entire body, only feeling completely relieved after confirming that he was not injured. She then said softly:

"Xiao Hao, I'll take you home."

However, he suddenly realized that Zhou Hao seemed to have changed, becoming very different from three years ago.

He has not only matured a lot, but he is also very good at fighting.

Today I've already fought three fights, taking on dozens of people single-handedly without even a scratch.

It's unbelievable, what exactly happened to him?

A strong sense of curiosity welled up from the bottom of my heart.