My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 108 Mr. Yang, How Dare You Lay a Hand on Him!
"Looks like my only choice is to find Brother Ba," Liang Jun said after a moment of thought.
"Brother Ba? Isn’t he just an ordinary person? Can he really handle it?" someone asked.
"You guys don’t know jack shit!" Liang Jun retorted. "Brother Ba has a terrifying expert by his side, one who even crippled a Martial Arts Master. That kind of strength is the real deal. Taking care of a few nobodies will be no problem at all!"
He would never have guessed that the expert he was talking about was none other than Yang Qi. Asking Yang Qi to beat up Yang Qi? Not very amusing.
"But an expert of that caliber surely wouldn’t bother with something so trivial, right?" someone else remarked.
"True, but Brother Ba has a brother named Zhang Bao, and Brother Bao is an Inner Strength Master. Getting him is more than enough. When Brother Bao makes a move, it doesn’t matter who they are, they’ll be annihilated," Liang Jun said excitedly.
"Right, we just need to find Brother Bao!" everyone else chimed in, growing excited. Zhang Bao’s strength was indeed formidable.
"I’ll call Brother Ba right now. No matter what, he has to give my dad some face. Besides, I once had the honor of speaking with him," Liang Jun said, a sense of pride swelling within him as he recounted the memory.
However, he was completely unaware that the Brother Ba he spoke of was merely the most useless of Yang Qi’s subordinates. Both Huang Borren and the Wolf King were far more powerful than Xiong Ba.
"Young Master Liang is absolutely right. Even Brother Ba would have to show face to your two families. Besides, you’re working for the Qin Family. Brother Ba wouldn’t dare refuse, would he?" his followers said, showing they were masters of flattery. Their words were music to Liang Jun’s ears.
But they had no idea that Xiong Ba was now one of Yang Qi’s men and was practically at war with the Qin Family. He certainly wouldn’t give a damn about the insignificant Liang Family. Of course, Xiong Ba wasn’t aware of the connection between the Liang and Qin families. If Liang Jun called asking for help, as long as he was paid, he would still do the job.
Sure enough, Liang Jun made the call and offered one million yuan for Xiong Ba to teach a kid a lesson. Xiong Ba agreed immediately. Why turn down such a lucrative deal? It was, after all, how he had gotten his start.
Soon, Zhang Bao arrived with a few of his men. He glanced at Liang Jun and said, "To think you’d get beaten up. Who was bold enough to thrash you on your own turf? That’s pretty damn embarrassing!"
Liang Jun gave an awkward laugh. "Brother Bao, please don’t mock me. I’m counting on you for this. The guy’s a trained martial artist, not to be trifled with!"
"Alright, since you’ve paid, leave it to me. I’ll handle this for you!" Zhang Bao said with a smile.
"Fantastic! Brother Bao, this way!" Full of renewed confidence, Liang Jun led Zhang Bao and his men toward the National Medicine Clinic.
「In less than half an hour, the group came storming back.」
By then, Yang Qi had finished his consultations for the day. His Spiritual Energy was almost depleted. My Cultivation is still too low, after all. However, treating the sick had boosted his Cultivation considerably—by nearly a quarter. At this rate, it wouldn’t be long before he reached the next level. Success seems just around the corner.
Just as he was packing up, a cry of alarm came from outside. "Oh no! Liang Jun is back!"
Although the consultations were over, the crowd of onlookers hadn’t left right away. Some of them saw Liang Jun and his men approaching, looking ferocious. The bystanders scattered in fear, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire. After all, Liang Jun was not someone they could afford to offend.
"Brother Qi, should we call the police?" Ye Qianqian asked, her heart pounding with fear. For Liang Jun to dare return, he must have found powerful backup.
"Don’t worry," Yang Qi said with a calm smile. "It doesn’t matter who he brings."
"You little punk, get out here and face your death!" Liang Jun’s booming voice echoed, dripping with the arrogance of someone who had powerful backing. He no longer saw Yang Qi as a threat at all.
The first to charge in was Liang Jun, flanked by the same thugs who had been beaten earlier. They bared their teeth, looking as if they wanted to devour Yang Qi whole.
"Kid, we’re here to collect a debt! Where are your bodyguards now?" Liang Jun bellowed.
"They went back," Yang Qi replied indifferently.
The clinic had closed, so there was no need for the Wolf King and his men to remain. They had already left to handle another batch of medicinal herbs.
"Gone back? They sure ran fast. No matter. We’ll deal with you first, then we can take care of those punks later!" Liang Jun said, sounding almost disappointed.
"I’d advise you to leave the clinic within three seconds. Otherwise, you will face the consequences," Yang Qi said with a cold smile, his expression completely unfazed, as if his opponents weren’t even worth his notice.
"Still putting on a brave face! Let’s see you act tough now! Please welcome Brother Bao!" Liang Jun shouted.
Brother Bao? Yang Qi paused, his gaze shifting toward the back of the group.
"Kid, get on your knees and apologize to Young Master Liang. Otherwise, I’ll make you wish you were never born!"
That voice was indeed familiar. It was Zhang Bao. A smile suddenly spread across Yang Qi’s face.
Zhang Bao was an Inner Strength Warrior. Though not particularly tall, he walked with a commanding presence, emanating a powerful and impressive aura. The people around could feel the terrifying power contained within his body.
"Brother Bao is mighty!"
"Brother Bao, we’re counting on you!"
"Go, Brother Bao, take him down!"
Liang Jun and his men cheered for Zhang Bao.
"Brother Bao, have a cigarette!" Liang Jun personally handed over a luxurious cigarette and lit it for him.
Zhang Bao accepted it and took a puff. Then, grinning, he turned his gaze toward the consultation room. "In Kang City, there aren’t many people who dare to disrespect Brother Ba. I suggest you get wise!"
At this moment, Liang Jun was ecstatic. He could already picture Yang Qi being beaten to a pulp, kneeling and begging for mercy. This time, I’ll make him kneel and kowtow. A full hundred times!
"HOLY CRAP!"
Suddenly, a cry of alarm escaped Zhang Bao’s lips. The cigarette dangling from his mouth fell to the floor.
Smiling, Yang Qi walked out, picked up the cigarette, and stuck it back in Zhang Bao’s mouth. "Littering cigarette butts isn’t right. Especially a lit one. Are you trying to burn down my clinic?"
"Mr... Mr. Yang!" Zhang Bao felt his entire body tremble. How could I be so unlucky to run into Yang Qi of all people?
"What Mr. Yang? Brother Bao, you’ve got the wrong guy! This kid is just a charlatan!" Liang Jun yelled. "It was this bastard! He hit us and made us kneel and apologize! I will never forgive him. Brother Bao, as long as you teach him a lesson for us, I guarantee there will be more rewards for you!"
"DAMN IT!"
Zhang Bao roared, spinning around and slapping Liang Jun across the face. The force of the blow sent Liang Jun spinning a full 360 degrees before he collapsed to the ground. Blood filled his mouth, and a tooth went flying.
"OUCH—!" Liang Jun cried out miserably as he hit the floor. He stared at Zhang Bao in horror, completely dumbfounded.
"Brother Bao, why... why did you hit me? You hit the wrong person!" he whimpered pitifully.
SLAP!
Zhang Bao struck him again. "I meant to hit you! You dare to touch Mr. Yang? Are you tired of living? If you want to die, don’t drag me down with you!"
