The Fierce and Powerful Immortal Physician

"My lord, my lady, I am guilty, guilty beyond redemption—I can never atone for my sins in my entire life—I regret it so much, sob sob sob sob~"

Liu Yanong knelt down with a thud, banging her head heavily on the ground. She was oblivious to the blood seeping from her forehead, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably.

"Master, Madam, I'm a coward who couldn't withstand the threat. I'm a heartless wretch. You treated me like your own daughter, yet I repaid kindness with enmity."

I don't ask for forgiveness in this life, I only ask to serve the young master well so that he will never be bullied again. I would be willing to be his slave, sob sob sob~

Liu Shuran also slid to her knees, her fair knees were scratched by the rough ground, and blood seeped into the ground. She cried bitterly, regretting her actions.

......

Ten minutes later.

Dressed in plain clothes, Xia Ziruo quietly appeared before the tombstone, silently lit an incense stick, offered a bouquet of flowers, and whispered:

"Uncle, Aunt, Zi Ruo is here to visit you on behalf of the Xia family~"

Then he bowed three times very respectfully.

"Sister Ziruo, what brings you here?"

Zhou Hao turned around and looked at Xia Ziruo, who had a sorrowful expression on her face. He was somewhat surprised, somewhat moved, and also somewhat anxious.

Today is destined to be a bloody day. He doesn't want Sister Ziruo to be tainted by blood, doesn't want her to worry about him, and even less does he want her to be drawn into his vortex of revenge.

"Today is the anniversary of my aunt and uncle's death, of course I had to come~ Also, I heard from Zixuan that she overheard Shen Zeyu talking to that young master of the Peng family on the phone, saying that he was going to deal with you today~"

Xia Ziruo glanced at Liu Yannong and Liu Shuran kneeling on the ground, paused for a moment, then seemed to understand something, and said softly:

I was worried and guessed you'd be here, so I rushed over. Xiao Hao, hurry up and leave after the memorial service. Those guys are thugs; we shouldn't stoop to their level.

"I know, but I have to face it today. What's coming will come eventually; there's no escaping it."

Zhou Hao felt a warmth in his heart and looked up at Xia Ziruo's beautiful face: "Thank you for coming to see my parents. You can go back to work now."

"No, I want to stay here with you."

Xia Ziruo met his gaze, her voice gentle yet stubborn: "I don't want you to face this alone, you still have me~"

Zhou Hao's heart skipped a beat, as if a soft spot had been struck by lightning. He felt a mix of heartache and speechlessness.

What else could he say?

......

at the same time,

An unfinished building stands in the morning light in the north of the city, appearing both desolate and eerie.

A middle-aged man dressed in silk stood solemnly with a cold expression. This man was Peng Dingcheng, the head of the Peng family and the real owner of Rongbaozhai and Baicaoyuan.

Standing next to him was his son, Peng Yong.

A row of black Mercedes-Benz cars came to a sudden stop at the entrance.

The middle door opened, and a burly man with a buzz cut stepped out. His eyes were fierce, and he exuded a powerful aura that made people afraid to look him in the eye.

He was Huang Shulang, the head of the Haicheng branch of the Axe Gang, a local underground gang in the neighboring city of Haicheng. He was known as the Weasel.

He was a trusted lieutenant of Lei Qiang, the leader of the Axe Gang, and one of the Ten Vajras, renowned in both the underworld and legitimate circles of Sichuan Province.

"It's a great honor to have Brother Lang here!"

Peng Dingcheng and his son Peng Yong hurriedly went to greet them and offered their compliments.

"You've got some serious influence, managing to get Master Qiang to take action. Are there any troublesome guys like this in Yunyang City?"

Huang Shulang laughed heartily.

"Thanks for Lang Ge's generous help~ He's got a tough plan, Brother Long should be defeated by him~"

Peng Dingcheng showered him with compliments.

"No need to be polite. I still have to give Brother Qiang face; he's my boss, after all. I brought two hundred brothers with me this time."

Don't worry, Feilong won't lose his life in vain. He will definitely wipe out the chaotic forces here. From now on, Yunyang is in your hands!

"Thanks for speaking well of me to Master Qiang, Brother Lang. Let's have a good drink after we finish our business today~"

Peng Dingcheng said with a fawning smile.

Peng Yong, who was standing next to him, kept glancing towards the intersection outside.

Between talking,

Then another fleet of Land Rovers arrived, and ten young men dressed almost identically jumped out.

They had rooster-comb haircuts, fierce eyes, were tall and strong, with bulging muscles all over their bodies, and each carried a heavy bag.

An expert could tell at a glance that it must be a high-quality fire inside.

It was none other than the Ten Kings of Hell, ranked number one on the professional assassin list, renowned in both the underworld and the legitimate world, inspiring fear in all who heard of them; no target they set their sights on could escape alive.

There have been no cases of failure to date.

"I am the King of Hell, just call me Your Highness."

The leader was even more burly, with his deltoids and biceps bulging high like small hills. He exuded a domineering and murderous aura, making people tremble with fear.

"Your Highness, welcome!"

Peng Yong greeted them with a smile, then introduced them to his father and Huang Shulang: "This is the leader of the Ten Kings of Hell. The other nine are also here. They've dominated the Dragon Kingdom, winning every battle!"

Huang Shulang was a seasoned veteran who had fought his way out of the mass grave; he could smell the domineering and ruthless nature of this group.

I'm sooooooooooooooo!

Does a mere upstart from Yunyang City with almost no connections need to make such a grand show?

My heart sank suddenly, and a bad premonition immediately swept through my body.

Damn it,

The use of weapons of mass destruction is likely to attract the attention of the police.

Peng Dingcheng and his son would not have made such a desperate move unless they had been driven to the brink of desperation. Just how capable is this kid they are dealing with?

I heard that he is the godson of Liu Yannong, Li Dan's future mother-in-law, and the Peng family is an appendage of the Li family. They should have been a gang, so why did they fight each other? It was a life-or-death struggle.

This further piqued his curiosity.

buzzing~

Peng Dingcheng's phone vibrated; it was Li Dan calling!

He gestured to the crowd, then walked to the side and pressed the answer button.

"Lu Wanqiu is absolutely unavailable today. You can go all out. I only want one result: that little bastard Zhou Hao must die, or you and your son will die!"

The voice on the phone was ambiguous and chilling.

"Don't worry, young master. We've laid a trap that will leave him no way to escape. Just wait for my good news."

Peng Dingcheng's lips twitched.

He knew this young master's character very well; he was ruthless and a man of his word, even Li Gang, the head of the Li family, was somewhat intimidated by him.

There is no turning back in this battle.

Either Zhou Hao dies, or the Peng family father and son perish.

After hanging up the phone, he raised his wrist to check the time.

At this time,

A black Mercedes-AMG modified car screeched to a halt at the entrance. The door opened, and a muscular man jumped out, his temples bulging and his gaze sharp as a hawk's.

Agile and swift as a rabbit, he arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye.

It was Ren Tianxing, the last disciple of Lei Qiang, the leader of the Axe Gang!