Peerless Medical Emperor

The elevator doors had just slid shut when Chen Yuan spoke. "Boss, this woman’s a real knockout. We haven’t reached the top floor yet, so why don’t you and her..."

Xu Li had already cursed these two men and their entire family tree in her mind, but she knew she was in their hands. Life and death were entirely at their whim. If she dared to curse them, they would surely kill her.

With no other choice, she decided to take a risk.

"I just adore heroic men like you two. Having a romantic encounter with you would give me a lifetime of memories. Why don’t we stop the elevator somewhere? Let me go, and I’ll let you experience a real woman!"

As she spoke, she blew softly into Chen Qingdi’s ear.

However, she had no idea he had a heart of stone. Chen Qingdi had kept his composure even in the situation with Miss Luo, so what was this crude attempt at seduction to him?

He said, his face impassive, "Sorry, I prefer to drive a Maserati. I’m not interested in public buses."

Xu Li flushed with shame and anger. "Who are you calling a public bus?" she snapped. "I am Master Hu’s rightful woman!"

With a slight press of his dagger, Chen Qingdi drew a thin line of blood across her throat. Terrified, Xu Li dared not say another word.

A moment later, they arrived on the thirteenth floor of the Heavenly Paradise Club.

This floor was inaccessible to regular guests; it was Master Hu’s private domain.

As manager, Xu Li had the key. The elevator doors opened, and she said to Chen Qingdi,

"Fifth Master is inside, eating with the four young masters. Hong’Er is there too. If you’ve got the guts, go on in and have a word!"

The moment they stepped out of the elevator, several expert fighters blocked their path.

It turned out that news of what happened downstairs had already reached the top. The captain of the bodyguards here was actually the White Tiger Gang’s First Guardian, Ma Guobao.

"Master Ma, these guys are here to make trouble! Get your men and take them out!"

Ma Guobao sneered. "This kind of scum isn’t worthy of my attention. Da, Er, San, Si! You four go see what they’re made of."

Chen Qingdi shook his head. "You people are no match for us. Get Ma Dahua out here!"

Ma Guobao sneered. "You want to see Master Hu? You’re not worthy. All of you, get them! Kill these two and drag their bodies out to feed the dogs!"

The men were all holding specially made iron batons. They weren’t just for close-quarters combat; they could even spray boiling water, a truly vicious weapon.

Chen Qingdi whispered in Xu Li’s ear.

"If you don’t tell these wastes to back down, you’ll be the one getting hit with those batons in a second."

Xu Li said coquettishly, "You overestimate my influence. These Guardians report directly to Master Hu. My words mean nothing to them."

Just then, the iron baton in one of the bodyguard’s hands came spinning through the air, aimed right at Chen Qingdi’s head.

Chen Qingdi lifted the arm he had wrapped around Xu Li and casually threw a punch toward the flying baton.

He didn’t seem to use any force, but when the baton was still more than ten feet away, it abruptly changed direction, flying back the way it came and striking the man who threw it right on the forehead.

"What the hell?!"

The man let out a cry of surprise, then the world spun around him as he saw stars and collapsed to the ground.

Chen Qingdi’s hand returned to its place with unhurried grace, once again holding Xu Li fast.

"I told you these wastes were useless, and you didn’t believe me. Let’s find a spot to watch the show."

Realizing Chen Qingdi was a tough opponent, the men changed their target and rushed directly at Chen Yuan.

Using this distraction, Chen Qingdi dragged Xu Li to the door of the private suite.

"Miss Xu, it’s time for you to open the door for me, isn’t it?"

Witnessing Chen Qingdi’s immense power, Xu Li knew she couldn’t win against the strong. With a sigh of resignation, she took out a key and opened the door.

The sounds of lively revelry spilled out from within.

It was followed by the sound of cheerful dance music.

Several men were inside, clinking glasses and drinking merrily, each with a pure and lovely-looking girl in his arms.

On the stage at the front of the room, a troupe of dancers was performing Swan Lake.

Suddenly, the door swung open. A fierce voice called out.

"Manager Xu, what’s the meaning of this? Can’t you see I’m entertaining distinguished guests here?"

Chen Qingdi took a closer look and recognized the men.

They were the young masters of Jingzhou’s Four Great Clans: Xu Tianba of the Xu Family, Wang Sihui of the Wang Family, Li Tian’Er of the Li Family, and Lei Xiaoming of the Lei Family.

According to intelligence Chen Yuan had recently gathered, these four young masters were the financial backers of the White Tiger Gang and also had intricate ties to the external Evil God Sect.

Before Xu Li could answer, he turned his head to the side and looked at Li Tian’Er.

"You, Li. Weren’t you supposed to be doing time? How are you out here stirring up trouble again?"

Li Tian’Er sneered. "A plebeian like you could live a hundred lifetimes and never reach my level! The so-called ’jail’ is just for peasants like you. My father made one phone call, and they obediently let me go!"

Chen Qingdi sneered. "Having a father like Li Sanjiang is your good fortune. But right now, him not being here is your misfortune!"

Li Tian’Er fed the beauty in his arms a sip of wine while giving Chen Qingdi the middle finger.

After she swallowed the wine, the woman looked flushed and dizzy, as if she might pass out at any moment.

"So what if my father isn’t here? I’m now a top student at a famous international music conservatory! If you dare touch a single hair on my head, you’ll be defiling Art itself! Every old artist in the country will come after you!"

Chen Qingdi couldn’t care less if he was a top student. He threw a single punch, and Li Tian’Er’s head exploded like a smashed watermelon. His headless body crumpled to the floor.

Chen Qingdi nonchalantly walked over, lifted his foot, and kicked the headless corpse high into the air, sending it landing on the stage.

The beautiful dancers, who had been performing with all their might, screamed in terror and fled in a panic.

Chen Qingdi sat down in the chair Li Tian’Er had just occupied and pulled Xu Li onto his lap.

"I hear your ’White Cat Gang’ has a guy named Master Mao. Is he here today?"

The three young masters beside him, though furious, didn’t dare to move a muscle to stop him.

They all instinctively scooted their chairs away from him.

Chen Qingdi sneered and casually threw two punches. The young masters from the Xu and Wang families coughed up blood, clearly on the verge of death.

The young master from the Lei family was so scared he fell off his chair with a THUD. He had just started to crawl toward Ma Dahua when Chen Qingdi threw another punch. The Fist Strength struck him square in the back, over his heart. With a final, wretched scream, the young master collapsed and lay still.

Just then, Chen Yuan walked in from outside and closed the door.

"Everything outside is taken care of. Now, what should we do with this ’dead cat’?"

Ma Dahua knew he was finished. While he had once been a skilled fighter, years of living in pampered luxury had dulled the sharp edge he once possessed.

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