Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 112: Finally Got the Chance!

Sun Zhe had only ever seen guns on television. He used to feel disdain whenever he saw characters on screen tremble or even wet themselves at gunpoint. Now that he was the one being held at gunpoint in real life, he realized just how terrifying it truly was. He wasn’t scared enough to tremble or wet his pants, but a chill ran down his spine, and he didn’t dare make a rash move.

This feels like my life is in someone else’s hands. Just one twitch of their finger and I’ll be sent to report to King Yama!

However, Sun Zhe didn’t panic. Instead, he calmly thought about his options. With his hands raised, he slowly stood up and smiled. "Sir, you’ve misunderstood. While I’d love to have a girlfriend as beautiful as President Leng, she’s honestly not my girlfriend."

The man in the leather jacket sneered, "A piece of trash like you wouldn’t be worthy anyway."

Sun Zhe chuckled awkwardly. "Since that’s the case, can I go now?"

Hearing this, Leng Yueshuang froze for a second, a flicker of disappointment crossing her heart.

The man in the leather jacket glared fiercely, gritting his teeth. "If you so much as move, I’ll break your legs!"

Sun Zhe sighed helplessly.

Fine. Since you have the gun, I’ll tolerate you for now. But once I find an opportunity, you’ll get a taste of being struck by lightning!

Not much time passed before the man in the leather jacket herded them into a battered van. He kept the gun pressed against Leng Yueshuang the entire time, leaving Sun Zhe with no opportunity to make a move. For the moment, he was in a real bind.

My only advantage right now is that this guy doesn’t see me as a threat. I guess I need to act weaker, amplify that advantage, and make him lower his guard.

With this in mind, Sun Zhe heaved a long sigh. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Leng Yueshuang, who sat beside him as calm as ever, asked, "What are you sighing about?"

"President Leng, you’re part of the underworld, aren’t you?" Sun Zhe asked.

Leng Yueshuang’s face was a mask of indifference. "What if I am?"

"Ugh!" Sun Zhe sighed again, sounding miserable. "Talk about unfair, right? I’ve been dragged into these underworld feuds out of nowhere. It’s infuriating just thinking about it!"

If he could, he truly wished he had never met Leng Yueshuang. Right now, he just wanted to go home to his stepmother and eat her braised pork.

Leng Yueshuang’s lips pursed slightly. She suddenly asked, "Back at the restaurant, were you really going to abandon me?"

Sun Zhe glanced at her and retorted matter-of-factly, "What else would I do? President Leng, I really don’t want to get mixed up in your gang’s dirty business! I’m a good citizen, an honest doctor. How did I end up involved with someone like you?"

The man in the leather jacket had heard enough. "Alright, kid!" he barked. "Cut the crap and shut your mouth!"

Sun Zhe just shrugged and fell silent. He had been talking so much not only to complain, but also to distract the man and find an opportunity to take him down in a single move. Unfortunately, the man was an old hand, extremely cautious, and never revealed an opening.

***

About twenty minutes passed. The van suddenly turned into a silent alley and began winding left and right as if navigating a maze, finally stopping before an abandoned warehouse.

The man in the leather jacket got out first, yanking Leng Yueshuang out with him. He then pointed the gun at Sun Zhe. "Kid, get out!"

But Sun Zhe stayed stubbornly in his seat. "No, I’m not getting out! Your boss wants to talk business with President Leng, so let them talk. Why would an outsider like me need to follow? I’ll just wait for you in the car."

The man gritted his teeth, wishing he could slap this coward to death. He roared, "Cut the crap and get out now! Believe it or not, I’ll blow your brains out!"

Sun Zhe remained glued to his seat. He suddenly looked at the man and said in a wheedling tone, "Then you have to say, ’Prince, please step out of the car.’"

The man’s eyes widened in stunned disbelief.

At the same time, Leng Yueshuang and the van driver were also flabbergasted, both staring at Sun Zhe as if he were some kind of freak. This guy had to have a screw loose!

"A prince? A prince my ass!" The man in the leather jacket was livid. He rushed forward, grabbed Sun Zhe’s collar, and began to drag him out of the van.

BOOM!

Just as his hand closed around the collar, a deafening explosion erupted inside the vehicle.

Outside, Leng Yueshuang was startled. Before she could process what had happened, she saw the man in the leather jacket fly backward in a straight line for more than ten meters, crashing heavily against a wall. He slid to the ground and began to convulse, smoke sizzling from his body as if he had touched a high-voltage line. A few seconds later, his eyes rolled back in his head, and he passed out.

Leng Yueshuang suddenly understood. A small smile touched her lips as she inwardly praised his cleverness. Acting so bizarrely had all been a ploy to create an opportunity to strike.

Inside the van, Sun Zhe shook his numb fist, a grin spreading across his face.

Finally got my chance. I have to admit, this True Qi Thunder Transformation is surprisingly effective. It’s even more powerful than I expected.

He then casually stepped out of the van and looked at Leng Yueshuang. "President Leng, what are you standing there for? Let’s go, hurry!"

Leng Yueshuang gave him a peculiar look, at a loss for words. She knew how skilled the man in the leather jacket was; he was nearly at the Golden Core Stage, and few in Yang City could match him. She was intensely curious about what method Sun Zhe had used to take him down in an instant.

Sun Zhe grinned proudly at her. "It’s lucky I was here today. Otherwise, President Leng, you—"

BANG!

The deafening gunshot ripped through the night. After the shot, the air fell deathly silent.

The smile on Sun Zhe’s face froze. He slowly turned to look at the van driver and saw him holding a pistol, the dark muzzle still smoking. He then whipped his head back to Leng Yueshuang. His eyes widened in horror, and he rushed to support her.

"President Leng, are you alright?!"

Leng Yueshuang’s face was pale, and her delicate body trembled. She tightly clutched her abdomen as crimson blood seeped unstoppably through her fingers. "Sun Zhe... go... don’t worry about me."

Sun Zhe gritted his teeth and said nothing, hurriedly channeling his True Qi into her body to stop the bleeding.

As she felt the True Qi enter her system, Leng Yueshuang’s heart jolted. She turned to give Sun Zhe a long, hard look, a trace of shock flashing in her beautiful eyes.

This is Pure Yang True Qi!

In that moment, aside from the pleasant warmth spreading through her, she even felt a slight tickle in her inner thighs.

"Go? Where the hell do you think you’re going?" the van driver snarled. He pointed the gun at them and slowly approached with a vicious grin. "Kid, not bad moves. You even took down Scorpion. How about we have a go? Let’s see if your fists are faster than my bullets."

Sun Zhe stared at the driver. "What do you people want?"

"Enough of the damn talk! Follow me!"

「Moments later.」

The two were brought into the abandoned warehouse. Under a dim, hanging light, a middle-aged man in a gaudy floral suit sat on a chair with his legs crossed, holding a can of beer.

"Well, well, my lovely President Leng, how did you get so injured?"

Leng Yueshuang stared at the man. "Wang Laowu, you went to all this trouble to bring me here. What is it you want?"

Wang Laowu grinned. "Nothing much. I just want to avenge a few of my brothers who died at your hands."

Leng Yueshuang’s expression was flat as she replied lightly, "What goes around, comes around. That’s how it is in our world. I don’t care. Since I’m in your hands, do whatever you want." She glanced at Sun Zhe. "He has nothing to do with this. Let him go."

Wang Laowu chuckled. "I didn’t expect President Leng to be so sentimental. But you said it yourself: I can do whatever I want. In that case, I won’t be polite."

He clapped his hands. The next moment, the sound of dense footsteps echoed from the dim recesses of the warehouse. Figures emerged from the darkness, surrounding Leng Yueshuang and Sun Zhe.

Wang Laowu continued, "President Leng’s life will end here tonight. But before that, my brothers would also like a taste of the beautiful President Leng. It’s not that many. I only have a hundred brothers here. President Leng, are you sure you can handle all of them?"

"..."