The Fierce and Powerful Immortal Physician

"Sigh~"

Peng Dingcheng, observing the doctor, had already guessed that the phone call he had just received was probably from Bai Jinrong.

Aside from Bai Jinrong, who else in the entire Sichuan province could silence Huang Shulang with just a few words?

But he still doesn't understand the reasoning behind it.

Peng Yong was filled with shock and anger, his face contorted in a terrifying grimace. Even without Huang Shulang's assistance, the Ten Kings of Hell, along with their bodyguards and thugs, numbered over three hundred, and he was no match for them.

More importantly, they have firearms, so no matter how many enemies there are, they're just easy prey.

"Zhou Hao, do you think you can get away unscathed just because Huang Shulang has withdrawn from the battle? You're too naive!"

"The ten Kings of Hell's assault rifles can riddle you with bullets, and all your henchmen will be doomed!"

Huang Shulang looked around and weighed the strength of both sides. If Zhou Hao didn't have any other tricks up his sleeve, he would still be at a significant disadvantage today, and the final result would be certain death.

Even if he didn't withdraw, he had no chance of winning. He didn't know what other tricks Zhou Hao had up his sleeve.

Zhou Hao completely ignored Peng Yong, his icy gaze fixed on the First Prince: "You think having a few submachine guns makes you invincible? How arrogant!"

The prince remained silent with a gloomy face, but inwardly he was filled with disdain.

Could it be that you can dodge a barrage of machine gun fire? The targets we've hunted are countless, and so far, not a single one has escaped.

The moment the gun fires, your doomsday is nigh, and you still have the nerve to argue here.

However, the next second...

His expression changed drastically, filled with utter horror.

Peng Yong, completely oblivious to the abnormality of the situation, continued to roar, "Your Highness, attack! Kill him!"

But His Highness remained completely still.

"Damn it, do it! What are you all standing there for?" Peng Yong was furious, his voice hoarse and strained. He stared wide-eyed, only to see a red dot moving on the First Prince's chest.

The other nine armed members also had red dot sights above their heads or on their chests.

His Highness's mind was reeling, his voice trembled, and his face turned deathly pale: "The cops are here! RTM is doomed!"

Next second,

All that could be heard was the roar of helicopter rotors, accompanied by the sound of rapid footsteps, as a large, heavily armed SWAT team suddenly appeared.

Peng Dingcheng and his son Peng Yong looked at each other, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

now,

Sirens blared and loudspeakers announced: "We are the police! You are surrounded! Drop your weapons and put your hands up! Get down the mountain immediately!"

Otherwise, police equipment will be used against you!

Only then did Peng Dingcheng and his son realize the seriousness of the problem. Their faces turned ashen, and their eyes were filled with resentment and panic as they looked at Zhou Hao.

Damn it, the Ten Kings of Hell have been on the police's radar for a long time?

"Your Highness, what do we do now? Grandma has to risk everything!"

With bloodshot eyes, Peng Yong roared at the First Prince, saying that in the current situation, apart from the Ten Kings of Hell who were armed with firearms, no one else had any ability to resist.

He was unwilling to die like this and tried to make a last-ditch effort.

"What's the panic? Do you want to get headshot by a sniper rifle?"

The prince regained his composure and said coldly, putting down his submachine gun. At the same time, he signaled the other nine men to put down their weapons, make a gesture of surrender, and raise their hands.

"Damn it, what's the point of playing if we lose our guns?" Peng Yong exclaimed in a panic.

The prince remained silent, walking down the mountain while glancing at the nearby woods.

Peng Yong also looked over.

at this time,

A series of explosions and gunshots rang out from the woods not far away.

That was the helpers that the Ten Kings of Hell had laid in advance. To ensure that this assassination mission would go smoothly, they also hired more than a dozen professional assassins.

It was precisely to prevent any accidents, and now it's proving useful!

Taking advantage of the distraction of the special police on the perimeter, the prince noticed that the red dot had deviated from his body and nimbly threw out several smoke grenades with his first roll.

The other members responded quickly and began to organize a counterattack.

The smoke grenade instantly blurred the vision, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

at the same time,

Ren Tianxing dashed out like lightning, instantly reaping several lives.

Peng Dingcheng and his son exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with a mixture of fear and apprehension.

Damn it!

It was completely unexpected that dealing with Zhou Hao would attract such a large number of police officers.

After a brief moment of panic, they quickly regained their composure. They were willing to pay any price to kill Zhou Hao.

They can shift the blame to the Ten Kings of Hell and say they were kidnapped. Li Gang and Li Dan won't stand idly by and leave them to die; they can't care about anything else.

The arrow is already on the string and must be released; there is no turning back!

"Kill Zhou Hao!"

Peng Yong shouted something to Ren Tianxing in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Ren Tianxing twisted his body and darted towards the direction where Zhou Hao was standing. As if shrinking the distance to an inch, he arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye. His movements were as swift as a tiger, leaving people speechless.

Zhou Hao remained motionless, his expression calm and composed, but in everyone's eyes, he was completely terrified.

Zhao Tianjiao glanced at Zhou Hao with a mocking expression, then suddenly stepped forward, his fists flying like the wind: "Perfect timing! Ren Tianxing, do you still remember your Master Zhao?"

"Zhao Tianjiao? Pshaw, just a spendthrift underling. You'll suffer the same fate today."

Ren Tianxing sneered, not taking this former opponent seriously at all. His ten fingers, like eagle claws, swiftly reached out to grab Zhao Tianjiao.

Zhao Tianjiao knew Ren Tianxing's prowess well, but if he didn't step forward now, who else could fight him?

The two sides quickly engaged in close combat, their figures entangled, exchanging dozens of blows in the blink of an eye, the violent shockwaves they generated sweeping through like a hurricane.

The surrounding area was almost completely leveled, with sand and stones flying everywhere and dust billowing into the sky.

When masters clash, what may seem like an ordinary duel is actually fraught with hidden dangers at every turn; one careless move can lead to utter defeat.

"Is this what a true master-level expert is like? Terrifying!"

Zhu Xiaotian's back was covered in cold sweat.

Back when Master Bai was vying for supremacy with Lei Qiang, he was still young and had a low status in the martial arts world. He only had a superficial understanding of martial arts practitioners. However, after being mentored by Master Bai, he became one of the leaders of the underground in Yunyang City.

Although he had been fighting Liu Feilong for so many years, it was just a contest between ordinary fighting masters.

Now he knows what it means to be a frog in a well.

Wei Rong, who had been closely watching the battle, shared the same thought.

The two of them turned to look at Zhou Hao. Before this, he was the most powerful expert they had ever seen, but he was not a junior master of internal energy.

If Zhao Tianjiao loses, the outcome of today's match is hard to predict; it might end in mutual destruction.

Many of Zhu Xiaotian and Wei Rong's underlings had never seen such a scene before, and they were so frightened that they scattered in all directions. Even several of their trusted subordinates tried to carry the two of them away.

Right now.

With a cracking sound of bones breaking, a figure flew up like a kite with a broken string, and then crashed heavily to the ground with a "thud".

Zhao Tianjiao coughed up a mouthful of blood, his left arm was broken, and he had lost his fighting ability.

Ren Tianxing grinned maliciously and lunged forward.