Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 81 - 82: Qin Long is an Expert!

Tang Xuewu nodded and, still leaning on her crutches, followed them out, gently closing the front door behind her.

"Han Bing sent you, didn’t she?" Qin Long asked indifferently.

"Cut the crap. You’ll find out when we get there," the scar-faced man snorted coldly, falling silent. "As long as you don’t try anything funny, your fiancée and her family will be unharmed."

The car sped off, soon arriving at a top-notch entertainment venue.

Ordinary people couldn’t get in here. It was a place for major bosses and high-ranking officials, all of whom had to book their services in advance. Han Bing was the big boss of this establishment.

Today, breaking from the norm, no services were being offered. Dressed in a fiery red cheongsam, Han Bing reclined on a soft chair, flanked by her four female bodyguards. Surrounding them were seven or eight tables packed with seventy to eighty burly men.

Leaning on his crutches, Qin Long slowly walked in.

Han Bing took a drag from her cigarette holder and laughed heartily. "Mr. Qin, have you made your decision?"

Qin Long’s expression remained unfazed. He wasn’t afraid at all. In all of River City, no one was his match. Even now, with my disability? He had been slightly anxious, worried this was Qiu Hu’s doing. But now that he knew it was Han Bing, he relaxed completely.

Seeing Qin Long’s indifferent face, a surge of anger rose in Han Bing. "Mr. Qin, do you really not take me, Han Bing, seriously? Don’t think that just because you know Ying Jie, I wouldn’t dare to touch you!"

Leaning on his crutches, Qin Long walked over to a table. The surrounding thugs immediately grew vigilant. He sat down in an empty seat, poured a cup of tea, and downed it in one gulp, acting as if Han Bing wasn’t even there.

"Qin Long, you’ve completely infuriated me! You have two choices now: either cure me or die! If you continue to be so ungrateful, I’ll have my men capture your fiancée’s family after you’re dead. You can see for yourself, a beauty like your fiancée would be very popular here. Her business would surely boom, haha..."

Hearing this, Qin Long’s gaze locked onto Han Bing, a murderous intent swirling within him.

"Wouldn’t you rather stay alive?" His tone was incredibly cold, as if Han Bing were already a corpse.

Han Bing was startled for a moment, then burst into loud laughter. "Ying Jie told me not to provoke you, but I just don’t buy it. I’ve investigated; you’re nothing but a crippled ex-soldier. Even if it kills me, I’m taking you down with me!"

Her eyes turned cold as she stared at him. "Cure my illness. Right now!"

"I am unable to help you," Qin Long said coolly, sipping his tea.

"Boy, you’re asking for death!" one of Han Bing’s bodyguards snarled, grinding her teeth. She was the same bodyguard he had struck for insulting Tang Xuewu before, and her teeth itched with hatred.

"Han Bing is honoring you by letting you treat her! You crippled dog, don’t be ungrateful, get on with it! Believe it or not, I’ll have these seventy or eighty brothers grab your fiancée and have their way with her! Then you’ll know what true despair is!" the female bodyguard snarled, walking up to Qin Long with a vicious expression.

WHOOSH!

In a flash, Qin Long’s expression turned icy. He grabbed the woman’s collar with one hand. His left fist shot out fiercely, striking her again and again.

BANG! BANG!

He threw seven or eight punches in an instant, each one loud, decisive, and ruthless. The woman’s arms were broken, and her recently fixed nose was knocked sideways. Her entire face was a horrific, twisted mess as she wailed incessantly. Qin Long then viciously slammed her head onto the table, causing her to scream in agony.

"Insulting my fiancée... you really have a death wish!"

At that moment, a murderous intent flared in Qin Long’s eyes, like a fierce tiger awakening. This startled Han Bing and the others. This guy’s aura is no simple matter.

"Qin Long, how dare you!" Han Bing shot to her feet with a roar, and the men around her instantly closed in.

Qin Long completely ignored them. With a flick of his finger, he threw the woman to the ground. She tumbled several times but then, bizarrely, burst into loud laughter.

"You little bitch, what are you laughing at?" Han Bing’s eyebrow twitched as she watched the bodyguard laugh hysterically. This is so damn embarrassing! She pissed herself out of fear, and now there’s urine all over the floor! What a disgrace!

"Boss Bing, I... I’m not laughing at you... Haha... But I can’t help but laugh! Hahaha... Hahaha... It must be that cripple’s doing... Haha..."

Han Bing waved her hand, and one of the large men knocked the woman unconscious. Finally, it was quiet.

Han Bing stared at Qin Long, her face a picture of shock and disbelief. Yet, his expression was calm, without the slightest ripple.

Could this kid really know acupressure? Making someone laugh hysterically with just a touch? It seems Madam Zhao was right; his medical skills are unmatched. Her heart fluttered with excitement for a moment. But so what if he’s powerful? He still refuses to treat me!

"Qin Long, very good," Han Bing said, her fists clenched and her face tight with rage. "Don’t test my patience any further. If you won’t save me, I will go after your fiancée’s family. Just don’t regret it then!"

"The person who can threaten me has yet to be born," Qin Long said with a slight smile, glancing at her. "Do you realize you’re courting death?"

"Very well! Get him! Teach him a harsh lesson!"

At Han Bing’s wave, her men charged. Seven or eight large men swung their iron clubs at Qin Long.

He simply lifted a hand and struck out ruthlessly.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The scene that unfolded sent a chill down Han Bing’s spine. These burly men were all ruthless fighters; on the street, even four or five people couldn’t get near one of them. But now, they were like monkeys being toyed with, completely powerless to fight back. With each wave of his palm, Qin Long sent several of them flying. He weaved between the iron clubs like a serpent.

One by one, men were sent flying several meters, their agonized screams echoing in the room.

AARGH!

BANG!

CRACK!

Within fifty seconds, all of them were writhing on the ground. Some had broken limbs; others had their facial bones smashed. In an instant, all seven or eight men lay on the floor, wailing in pain.

In stark contrast, Qin Long was completely unharmed. He sat calmly at the table, sipping his tea. Even the table and chair he occupied hadn’t moved an inch.

His ruthless strikes flowed together seamlessly.

A master! An absolute master!

Han Bing’s eyes were wide with disbelief. They never dreamed this fool could be so strong!

Dead silence. You could hear a pin drop.

"This guy is a fucking master!" one of the female guards next to Han Bing exclaimed.

Han Bing’s expression changed dramatically. "Qin Long, so you’re a good fighter, huh? But is your fiancée as good a fighter as you are? You can’t possibly protect her every second of every day. Sooner or later, I’ll make her the top girl here. I’ll let every beggar and vagrant in River City have their way with her!"

Han Bing suddenly slammed her hands on the table, her eyes filled with venomous fury as she screamed at him. She certainly had the power to do it.