A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Gu Feng had already raised his hand to punch someone, but when he saw Mayu Benji turn around, his movements faltered.

Mayumoto was holding a semi-automatic pistol with the safety off.

No wonder this guy was so fearless; it turns out it was because of this.

Gu Feng inwardly cursed his miscalculation, how could he not have thought of this!

"Hey, Great Doctor Gu, didn't you want to beat me up? Why aren't you here?"

Mayumoto grinned, his fleshy face trembling as if it might fall off at any moment.

Faced with the dark muzzle of a gun pointed at him, Gu Feng lowered his raised hand in despair.

He was too lazy to spout that kind of nonsense like "If you're a hero, put down your gun and fight one-on-one"—because if this fat guy were a hero, why would he be hiding and running some kind of assassin group!

Mayumoto stepped forward smugly, then swiftly pointed the gun at Gu Feng's forehead, his nauseating stench reeking in Gu Feng's face: "What's wrong? Stunned? Didn't expect I had a gun?"

"Your mouth stinks!" Gu Feng frowned, forcing himself to suppress his nausea.

"Hehe, I'm so sorry, my gums have been inflamed lately!"

Mayumoto laughed shamelessly, revealing a set of uneven, yellow and black tetracycline-stained teeth, while continuing to breathe on Gu Feng's face.

As for the other hand, it pinched Gu Feng's face, pulling and tugging at it repeatedly, making Gu Feng grimace.

Gu Feng's anger was gradually provoked, and soon it was raging.

But Mayumoto was very wary. Despite his constant taunts and insults, his finger remained firmly on the trigger, preventing Mayu from firing.

"Oh, look closely, you have such nice teeth and such a fair complexion. No wonder that silly girl, Naoko, willingly let you have your way with her. Hehe, but I hate pretty boys like you the most, taking advantage of the fact that you don't have to spend money to pick up girls, like male dogs spreading their seed everywhere. All the women are taken by you bastards, what are we supposed to do?"

Mayu Benji made strange clicking noises, and the hand that was grabbing Gu Feng's face switched to slapping, each slap landing harder than the last.

Before long, Gu Feng's face turned bright red—not only because he had been slapped, but also because he was angry!

A misstep becomes an eternal hate.

Gu Feng sometimes couldn't figure out whether he was wise in disguise or foolish in disguise.

Mayumoto Erken was lying on the ground and escorted him downstairs. He must have been hiding something on him. He couldn't even figure out such a simple thing. He's incredibly stupid!

Seeing that Gu Feng remained unmoved despite being treated like a lamb to the slaughter and insulted, Mayu Benji became even more smug, leering and pervertedly saying, "How is it? Great Doctor Gu, the taste of women from my Yamato people is quite good, isn't it? As far as I know, Naoko has never had a man before!"

"Pah!" Gu Feng spat a mouthful of saliva onto Mayu Ben's face.

Mayumoto's expression stiffened for a moment, then she reached out and wiped it away, before bursting into laughter again: "Oh, oh, oh, such a temper! Clearly you weren't satisfied earlier! Very good, very good. You've seen the women of the Yamato race, I bet you really want to experience what a Yamato man is like. No problem, I'll satisfy you in a bit, I guarantee you'll be thrilled!"

As Mayumoto was speaking, the hand holding the gun suddenly rose up, the gun barrel was turned up, and he was about to use the butt of the gun to hit Gu Feng on the head, trying to knock him unconscious so that his gang of homosexual men could have a good time.

Opportunities are mostly reserved for those who are scheming, but a few are reserved for those who are burning with anger.

Just as Mayu Benji's rifle butt was about to hit Gu Feng's head, Gu Feng suddenly moved and delivered a powerful knee strike to Mayu Benji's groin!

"Ugh—" A sharp pain struck, and Mayumoto's pig-like scream echoed in the elevator.

The raised gun, disregarding the pain in his lower body, was about to pull the trigger on Gu Feng's chest, despite the excruciating pain in his lower body.

Mayumoto really wanted to drink his blood, skin him, tear him apart, and grind him to pieces, and scatter his bones to ashes, all for this Chinese man who ruined a huge amount of his business, harmed countless of his elite subordinates, and caused him incalculable losses.

So at this moment, he had no mind to care about his brother's illness or his niece's happiness.

He wants Gu Feng dead!

He wanted to use Gu Feng's blood to commemorate the souls that were already dead or crippled—not out of loyalty, but because of his loss!

However, as he endured the excruciating pain in his lower body and used all his strength to pull the trigger, an unexpected incident occurred—the gun jammed, and he couldn't pull the trigger no matter what he did.

Looking up, Mayumoto was shocked. The gun wasn't jammed; there was just an extra finger blocking the trigger, which was the real reason he couldn't pull it.

Then, he felt a strong force coming from the gun, and his finger, which was tightly gripping the trigger, was pulled uncontrollably, twisting and loosening, and the gun was miraculously in the other person's hands.

Gu Feng brandished the gun in front of Mayu Ben'er like a magician, then fiddled with it for a while, followed by a series of clattering sounds. When he opened his hands again, the pistol had been completely disassembled and was lying on the ground in pieces.

For Gu Feng, disassembling a gun is much easier than assembling one!

Gu Feng looked at Mayu Benji, who was squatting on the ground panting heavily and in pain, and a look of sympathy appeared in his eyes. He clicked his tongue and sighed, "You fatso, even if I gave you a cannon, it wouldn't be enough!"

"What...what do you want to do?" Mayumoto's face showed the exact same panic and fear as the rapeseed in the office just now.

"Heh, you fatso, if anyone else saw your despicable face, they'd beat you black and blue, leaving you unable to care for yourself and unrecognizable even to your parents. But since you call me the Great Doctor Gu, I have to give you some face. Alright, I'll..."

"You're going to let me off the hook, huh?" Mayumoto sneered, forcing out a smile that looked more like a grimace, and replied with a hint of relief.

Gu Feng chuckled, shook his head, and continued, "I'll be a little different; I'll give you a beating that's nourishing, good for your spleen and stomach, and helps with digestion!"

With that, Gu Feng's fist slammed hard into Mayumoto's head...

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The silver needles on Mayumoto's body turned black one by one, and were removed by his family members one by one.

His nude art performance lasted for nearly an hour before finally coming to an end. However, he knew very well that this was just the beginning.

The great doctor Gu said that this kind of acupuncture should be done once every two weeks, and after six or seven more times, it should be about right.

After the acupuncture, whether it was a placebo effect or it was truly effective, Ma Youben felt completely at ease, and the original heaviness, weakness, and pain throughout his body were much lighter.

Mayumoto put his clothes back on and resumed his sanctimonious appearance. However, his naked image was deeply imprinted in his family's minds, like a dark cloud on a gloomy day that could never be dispelled.

"Thank you all for your hard work!" Mayumoto bowed deeply to his family.

Just then, two men in suits helped a man with a bruised and swollen face, who looked like a pig's head, into the room.

"Who is this?" Mayumoto asked in confusion.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, because they didn't recognize this person either.

The man, whose entire body ached, finally collapsed to the ground, wailing, "Damn it! You said you'd only beat me up to help with digestion and improve my spleen and stomach, but you beat me so badly I don't even recognize my own mother!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, everyone realized that Pig Head was actually Mayumoto Er.

Gu Feng was extremely ruthless; Ma Youben was covered from head to toe, with almost no part of him unharmed.

However, after seeing a doctor, it was confirmed that these were all superficial injuries.

After only a few days in bed, Mayu Ben'er was back to her energetic self, able to eat, drink, sleep, and get back to normal.

Good teeth mean a good appetite.

Despite Mayumoto's less-than-ideal teeth, they are practical.

After being beaten up by Gu Feng, he seemed to have his meridians opened up, and he worked incredibly well and ate heartily. He ate four meals a day, each with big fish and meat plus several bowls of rice. His appetite was obviously much better than before.

However, gradually, he began to feel that something was wrong.

Because his appetite was not only better than before, but it kept getting better and better, to the point that he could never seem to get full no matter how much he ate.

His stomach was like a bottomless pit; the more he ate, the more he wanted to eat, and the more he wanted to eat, the more he ate. But no matter how much he ate, he was always like a hungry ghost reincarnated, never satisfied.

It wasn't until he was lying in the hospital that Mayu Bener suddenly remembered what Gu Feng had said—"I'll beat you up to make you feel better and stronger!"

But by then, it was too late to say anything!