The Fierce and Powerful Immortal Physician

"That's right, I'm here to perform crosstalk, but I'm still missing a straight man—I think you'd be perfect!"

Zhou Hao looked at Peng Yong and said calmly, his face expressionless.

"This kid's asking for a beating, slap him in the face!" Peng Yong's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he turned his head.

A bodyguard about two meters tall stepped forward and swung his fan-like hand at Zhou Hao.

Everyone in the audience gasped in surprise.

If that slap landed on my face, half of my face would be deformed.

"Snap!"

"Slap slap~"

Several crisp slaps rang out, and the burly man was spun around three times before he could finally regain his balance. He was dizzy and disoriented.

Both sides of her face swelled up at a visible rate.

"You're asking for it!"

It took the burly man a while to realize he'd been punched. Enraged, he ignored the burning pain on his face and swung his fist, the size of a sandbag, down hard at Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao snorted coldly, stopped dodging, and threw a punch directly.

"Pfft~"

"Click-clack~"

"Ahhh~"

The two fists collided in mid-air with a dull thud, followed by the sound of bones shattering and a heart-wrenching scream, sending chills down one's spine.

The burly man's right fist drooped instantly, no longer obeying his commands.

"Slap slap~"

However, Zhou Hao did not stop. With a swift movement, he directly delivered two large slaps of beans to Peng Yong, making him see stars and his mind go blank.

"Come again if you dare!"

Zhou Hai gently blew on his fist.

Everyone in the room was stunned and speechless, finding it hard to believe that it was real.

Maya,

This kid is too fierce!

They beat someone to a pulp over a mere disagreement.

Peng Yong was unconscious for a long time before he came to his senses. He was terrified and could hardly believe that he was completely powerless to fight back.

His martial arts level is at the mid-stage of Dark Force, and he can easily take down five or six combat experts with his bare hands.

Just who is this kid?

His martial arts level has already reached the minor grandmaster level!

Damn it, looks like we'll have to get Brother Long's men to handle this.

Thinking of this,

He picked up his phone, ready to call for backup.

The two policemen were terrified. They brandished their stun batons but hesitated to approach. After a long pause, they finally regained their composure. The officer surnamed Zhang drew his pistol, aimed at Zhou Hao, and shouted sternly:

"Squat down! Hands behind your head! Interfering with police in the performance of their duties is too arrogant. Do you believe I can shoot you dead?"

The entire hall instantly fell silent, as if frozen in time. Everyone held their breath, not daring to utter a sound.

Qiu Shulan immediately burst into tears: "Officer, please don't! We'll compensate you, okay?"

Although she disliked Zhou Hao, he was, after all, the son of an old friend, and besides, she was doing it to prevent the Xia family from being bullied.

"Xiao Hao, we can't win. Let's just admit defeat."

Xia Zhongjing now understood that there was something fishy going on, but he had no choice but to back down.

If the police open fire for obstructing official duties, how can I face my fallen comrades?

"Mouse, stop showing off and squat down right now!"

Xia Zixuan cried out, feeling extremely dissatisfied with Zhou Hao's indifferent attitude towards her, but she really didn't want Zhou Hao to be beaten to death or injured.

Shen Zeyu felt a surge of secret pleasure, but Xia Zixuan's repeated squeaking of mice pierced his heart, making him grit his teeth in hatred.

He really hoped the police would shoot his rival dead.

"Go ahead and shoot if you dare!"

Zhou Hao stood motionless, his face calm and composed.

The air in the entire room seemed to freeze instantly.

Xia Zhongjing was so nervous that his whole body was trembling.

Xia Zixuan clenched her small hands, feeling angry, sad, and worried.

"Kid, are you out of your mind, or just incredibly arrogant?"

Seeing the police pull out their real weapons, Peng Yong breathed a sigh of relief, strode up to Zhou Hao, and grinned maliciously:

"You have twenty minutes to shut down Rongbaozhai, and fifteen minutes have already passed! I'll give you five more minutes! If you can't shut down my shop, I'll lock you up inside!"

The voice just fell,

Then a young man with a buzz cut, accompanied by two policemen and a middle-aged man, strode through the crowd.

"Brother Bin, you've come at the right time! This kid's trying to renege on his debt!"

Peng Yong's eyes lit up, and he immediately went to meet him.

Jirui Village is a property of the Tang Clan in Sichuan Province, and Brother Bin is the manager sent by the Tang Clan to Yunyang to be in charge of Jirui Village's business.

Although the Tang Clan ranks last among the four major families of Yunyang, its influence in the Dragon Kingdom is number one, because the Tang Clan produced a prodigy, Tang Chunxiao.

I heard that he was very young, but his martial arts cultivation had already reached the peak of the Grandmaster realm.

"Slap slap."

The crew-cut man swung his hand and delivered two crisp slaps to the face, cursing as he did so.

"You blind fool, I've tolerated you for too long. You'll stop at nothing to cheat and swindle. One rotten apple spoils the whole bunch."

"Brother Bin is innocent!"

Peng Yong's heart sank suddenly, and he was so frightened that he immediately knelt down with a thud.

"Injustice?"

"Slap!" Brother Bin raised his hand and slapped Peng Yong again, making him stagger. He turned his head and pointed to the middle-aged man next to him, saying, "This is the famous treasure appraisal master Gao Henian. Everyone, listen to what he has to say."

"Everyone, this landscape painting by Shi Tao is indeed a fake. What this brother said is true."

Gao Henian gave Zhou Hao a knowing glance, then explained to the onlookers:

"I've studied this painting before, and even tested it with an infrared thermal imager. It's impossible to find a fake that's real. Not only that, almost all the antiques in this shop are high-quality replicas. Be careful not to fall into this trap."

He had just received a message from Lu Wanqiu, and upon seeing the photo of the painting, he knew what had happened.

As a seasoned veteran in the industry, he knew that Rongbaozhai had not only made a lot of dirty money by selling high-quality replicas of antiques and calligraphy over the years, but what was even more despicable was that they often staged accidents to extort money, and at least dozens of people had fallen victim to their schemes.

However, due to the influence of the Black Dragon, the leading underground gang in southern China behind Rongbaozhai, and the Li family, one of the four major families, no one dared to stand up and testify.

But upon hearing that Zhou Hao's relative had gotten into trouble today, he rushed over without hesitation.

As soon as he finished speaking,

The entire venue erupted in cheers.

"Holy crap, we've all been fooled!"

"Master Gao is the authority, there's no dispute about it."

"My goodness, I've been infected too! Waaah!"

"Damn it, this kind of unscrupulous shop must be severely punished!"

"What's this young man's name? He's amazing! Thumbs up!"

"I heard his name is Zhou Hao. He truly deserves praise; his courage is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"..."

"Our Tang Clan will not cooperate with shops like this. From this moment on, Rongbaozhai, get out of Jirui Lane immediately and smash its signboard!"

At Bin's command, the followers behind him acted swiftly, tearing down the Rongbaozhai plaque and smashing it to pieces at the entrance of the hall.

Peng Yong was stunned on the spot. He got up and pleaded, "Brother Bin, we've been working together for many years. Please give us another chance. The Li family is a major shareholder of Rongbaozhai."

He finally couldn't hold back any longer and brought up the Li family behind the scenes.

"I've already given the Li family face. If they're not satisfied, let Li Dan come find me. Now, close the door and get out immediately."

Without giving him any room to maneuver, Brother Bin turned to the two policemen from before and said coldly:

"And you two, acting as protectors of this shady business, eating with your mouths greasy. I have no authority to deal with you, but there are people who can handle people like you."