The Greatest Village Doctor In The World-Chapter 286: Burning with Rage!

After twisting the door lock, Ling Feng pushed the door open and entered.

The room was shrouded in a murky haze, with a group of about a dozen men and women laughing, shouting, and dancing—it was more like a wild rave than a place for dining; clearly, they had mistaken this for a nightclub!

Ling Feng frowned as he looked around, scanning the crowd for Miao Ruoruo, but she was nowhere to be seen!

At that moment, someone turned their head, saw him, and immediately stopped the music, shouting, "What are you doing here!"

"Sorry, wrong room!"

Ling Feng felt embarrassed, neither Miao Ruoruo nor Fan Yishan were there; he had barged into someone else’s private room!

As he turned to leave, the person who had yelled at him charged over and barked angrily, "You come as you like, leave as you wish—who the hell are you!"

With that, he reached out to push Ling Feng’s shoulder!

The other party was a skinny tall guy, and by the looks of it, didn’t weigh more than 130 pounds, so naturally, he stood no chance of laying a hand on Ling Feng; with just a slight sidestep, the guy stumbled, nearly crashing into the wall!

"Hey, you dare to dodge? Guys, beat him up!" the skinny guy yelled furiously.

Ling Feng glanced at him, then at the eager young men and said with a cold laugh, "If I were you, I definitely wouldn’t be so arrogant!"

"You barge into our room and call us arrogant? Beat him up!"

The skinny guy, emboldened by his numbers, paid no mind to Ling Feng’s words and waved his followers to charge at him!

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, clearly seeing that this was a gang of petty thugs, either drunk or high on some illicit substance, all excessively excitable.

Seeing that they wouldn’t let up, Ling Feng didn’t bother with pleasantries, his foot shot out like lightning, landing squarely in the skinny guy’s abdomen!

The offended guy, already fuming with anger, was caught off guard and dropped to the floor with a ’thud,’ wearing an expression of agony.

"Why be so polite, it’s far from New Year!" Ling Feng glanced sideways at him and sneered.

"You, you’re asking for it!" The skinny guy said, clutching his stomach with one hand and pointing at Ling Feng with the other.

"You’re the one who asked for trouble; does anyone else want to end up like him?" Ling Feng asked coldly, surveying the room.

The small-time hooligans weren’t moved at all; none had seen clearly how Ling Feng had kicked so swiftly–it was obvious he was a skilled fighter, and who would be foolish enough to step up and get beaten?

Seeing no one dared to move, Ling Feng rolled his eyes and turned to leave.

On his way out he glanced at the room number on the door, three eights.

"That’s right, the waiter told me it was this room!"

Ling Feng was baffled, scratching his head as he checked the room number on the door opposite, only to find it was also three eights!

"What’s going on?"

Ling Feng examined both doors and discovered that the room he had entered had a dark mark behind the numbers.

"Damn it, it’s four eights, when did one fall off!"

Ling Feng was left speechless, thinking what kind of situation was this?

He moved to push open the door of the room across the way when the clamor of the skinny guy came from behind: "You’re not allowed in!"

"Huh?"

Ling Feng paused, looking back at him, "What do you mean? You seem a bit too concerned, don’t you think?"

"Our boss is dining in there, who are you to cause trouble? Do that, and I’ll make sure you disappear from Wanshou County!"

The skinny guy was truly panicking, his face filled with anxiousness, but the intense pain in his stomach kept him from standing, otherwise, he would have definitely run over to stop Ling Feng.

And Ling Feng was even more puzzled; wasn’t Fan Yishan supposed to have brought some technicians over? How did it turn into some boss dining here?

The more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed, and without further thought, Ling Feng simply opened the door.

Inside was a large round table with several people sitting around it, among them was Fan Yishan unmistakably present.

Seeing Miao Ruoruo, Ling Feng’s gaze tightened instantly!

At this moment, she seemed to have drunk too much, her face flushed as she leaned into a young man’s embrace, while his hand wrapped around her shoulder!

With a "bang," a surge of anger shot to the top of his head, and Ling Feng rushed over quickly, directly pulling Miao Ruoruo into his arms.

After holding her tight, anger sparkled in Ling Feng’s eyes as he asked coldly, "Mr. Fan, what is the meaning of this?"

"How can you just barge into someone else’s private room? Miss Miao can’t hold her liquor, and Young Master Wei was merely taking care of her a bit, what are you doing?" Fan Yishan stood up and said.

"Old Fan, is this the Ling Feng?"

A middle-aged man with a scarred face asked indifferently.

"It’s him!"

Fan Yishan nodded and said to Ling Feng, "This is Dao from Wanshou County. You’re nuts, daring to stir up trouble here!"

Ling Feng’s gaze swept over everyone’s faces, apart from Dao and Fan Yishan, as well as the young man who had embraced Miao Ruoruo, the remaining three were young people, radiating an air of scholarship.

He was burning with rage at this point, never had he imagined that what he thought was a simple dinner party was actually a trap!

Miao Ruoruo had obviously been drugged, otherwise, how could she be this drunk in such a short time?

Holding his beloved woman in his arms, Ling Feng now wanted to kill someone!

And that Fan Yishan, still cluelessly using Dao as his backer, was utterly shameless!

After a cold glance at everyone, Ling Feng’s gaze settled on the young man, "Who are you?"

"My name is Chu Bo, what do you want to do?" the man asked.

"Was it you who drugged Ruoruo?" Ling Feng continued to ask.

Chu Bo smiled slightly, carelessly picking up his cup, "What are you talking about? Miss Ruoruo simply can’t handle her liquor, what drugs?"

"Afraid to own up to what you’ve done, huh?"

Ling Feng sneered coldly, a murderous intent rising within him!

At this moment, the one called Dao suddenly spoke up, "Kid, you’ve disrupted our dinner, you’ve got some nerve! Bring it!"

After his shout, all the thugs from the private room opposite charged in.

"Drag this Mr. Ling out, don’t let him bother me!" Dao expressed his triumphal look, commanding loudly.

However, to his surprise, his men didn’t move upon hearing his order!

"What are you staring for? Attack!" Dao’s face showed displeasure.

"Boss, boss, this guy is too tough, we’re no match for him!" someone whispered.

"Bullshit, he’s one and you’re more than ten, when did you become such cowards!"

Dao slapped the table and stood up, striding towards Ling Feng, "Go on, whoever cripples him will be rewarded thirty thousand yuan!"

As the saying goes, there’s a brave man under every reward, and upon hearing these words, the men suddenly seemed eager to act.

Ling Feng didn’t want to move right now, as he was holding Miao Ruoruo in his arms, who was in a semi-conscious, drowsy state with a fuzzy awareness.

If he fought these people, she would be left unattended.

So, he could only counter their moves with stillness.

Hearing the sound of rushing wind from behind, Ling Feng thought to himself that it was just right, and he threw a kick back!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A series of dull thuds followed, and then the screams of several men erupted instantly!