The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 103 - 102: Let Me Use Your Wife

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"Isn’t that right? Our Young Master Ximen is one of the famous ’Top Ten Outstanding Youth of Jiangnan’! For him to fancy you, a mere waitress, that’s a blessing you’ve accumulated over eight lifetimes!"

"Young Master Ximen, since this chick doesn’t appreciate your kindness, why bother talking nonsense? Just deal with her already and let us brothers have some fun too."

"What’s the rush?" Young Master Ximen chuckled sinisterly. "Waitresses this beautiful are hard to find, and look how shy she is... Tsk tsk tsk, premium goods like this are best enjoyed slowly."

"Please, I beg you, let me go. I really can’t drink alcohol..." The girl kept pleading, her voice trembling as if she was about to cry.

"Beautiful, I’m not forcing you or anything. What’s all the crying about? I never compel beautiful women. Just finish this drink, and if you still don’t want to come with me, I’ll let it go."

"Really? Then... then it’s settled, just this one drink..."

Young Master Ximen’s eyes gleamed as he watched the beautiful waitress painfully finish the glass of alcohol. Then he threw his head back and exploded into wild laughter.

This waitress was clearly inexperienced. Did she think she could casually drink alcohol around here?

How many innocent young women had ruined their lives because of just one drink...

While Young Master Ximen was quietly celebrating his scheme’s success, the private room’s door suddenly swung open. Yan Xiaobao strolled in with a cheeky grin, saying, "What drink is so good? Let me have a taste too."

Young Master Ximen was startled. "How did you get in here?"

The private room door had clearly been locked from the inside earlier!

"Are you blind? Or just stupid?" Yan Xiaobao looked at Young Master Ximen as if he were an idiot. "I walked in, obviously."

"Who are you?" Young Master Ximen asked in a low voice.

Yan Xiaobao’s sudden appearance threw him off balance.

"I’m her husband." Yan Xiaobao pointed at the flushed, dazed waitress who had just downed her drink.

One glass of spiked liquor had left the waitress groggy and unable to recognize Yan Xiaobao. But how could Yan Xiaobao forget this "wife" he’d met upon leaving the island?

The beautiful waitress was none other than Tiantian, the flight attendant Yan Xiaobao had met aboard flight MH737, who he jokingly called "Wife Tiantian."

How had a flight attendant fallen to working as a restaurant waitress?

Now wasn’t the time to ask that question.

Hearing this, Young Master Ximen immediately felt at ease.

What kind of background could a mere waitress’s husband possibly have?

"If you’re smart, get lost! Your wife is mine for one night, and I’ll return her to you tomorrow," Young Master Ximen said, waving dismissively like shooing away a fly. "If not, I don’t mind giving you a live demonstration of ’crime in progress.’"

"Crime in progress? That’s my favorite!"

"Count me in too, Young Master Ximen. Let me play a supporting role."

"Me too, me too. Let me have some fun too!"

The four thugs by Young Master Ximen chuckled maliciously as they closed in on Yan Xiaobao, planning to subdue him and force him to watch as they humiliated him.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound rang out, and a figure flew across the room.

The thug at the front was sent sailing out of the private room, landing in a heap in the hallway.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The other three thugs hadn’t even reacted before they were launched one after another, landing in a pile on the floor, motionless.

Young Master Ximen was shocked. He had never expected this clean-cut, harmless-looking young man to be so formidable. But as one of the "Jiangnan Ten Tigers," he wasn’t someone to be trifled with either.

"Hmph! Didn’t expect you to have some skills. But let me tell you, I, Ximen Hao, have never feared anyone in Binhai! So what if you can fight? Can you take on a hundred men? Can you fend off a gun?"

Declaring his "prestige," Ximen Hao continued, "Leave now, and I won’t hold you accountable for injuring my men. Besides, your wife is already drunk; she won’t know you were even here. Head home tomorrow, and your life will go on as usual. Women are all the same anyway—it’s not like it’s her first time. What’s the big deal?"

Yan Xiaobao regarded Ximen Hao with interest, as if observing a rare creature. He had never seen someone so absurd before.

Seeing that Yan Xiaobao wasn’t making a move, Ximen Hao quickly pulled out his wallet, took out 3,000 yuan, and slapped it onto the dining table.

"Let me tell you the truth. Any woman I, Ximen Hao, set my sights on has never escaped my grasp! There’s no need for you to ruin your home over a woman. Take this money and enjoy yourself for a night on me."

Seeing Yan Xiaobao remain unresponsive after all that, Ximen Hao grew unsure of his intentions and asked, "Is it not enough? Say something, would you!"

"You done talking?" Yan Xiaobao asked in return.

"Yeah, I’m done," Ximen Hao replied, confused.

"That’s it? That’s all you’ve got? I’ve never heard such a hilarious joke in my life..." Yan Xiaobao stretched leisurely. "Since you’re finished, I guess it’s my turn to start beating you up."

"What?" Ximen Hao froze in shock and tried to back away, but how could he escape Yan Xiaobao’s attack? Before he could take a single step, his vision blurred, and he found himself lifted off the ground.

"Let... let me go! If you dare to hit me, I’ll make sure you have no grave to rest in..."

"Then I’ll cut you into eight pieces first and see how you manage that!" Yan Xiaobao replied, slamming Ximen Hao onto the dining table with a "Bam!" before looking around.

Luckily for Ximen Hao, today’s meal was Chinese cuisine—no knives on the table.

"Help! Murder! Someone save me!" Ximen Hao wailed like a dying pig as he lay on the table, feeling like his body was falling apart.

Yan Xiaobao, failing to find a knife, grabbed both of Ximen Hao’s legs. "Well, no knife? Guess I’ll have to tear you apart with my hands."

"Ahh!" Ximen Hao was so scared his soul nearly left his body, writhing violently like a dying lobster.

Nima! Did this guy think he was filming a TV show? Hand-tearing his enemy like he’s some warrior...

"Stop!"

Just as Young Master Ximen was about to be turned into shreds, the hotel’s security captain burst into the room with four guards, shouting at Yan Xiaobao, "Let go of Young Master Ximen right now!"

"Why should I listen to you?" Yan Xiaobao replied impatiently, glaring at the security captain. "This is none of your business. Get lost before I tear you apart too!"

"What are you waiting for? Save me!" Ximen Hao hollered desperately at his rescuers. "Break this lunatic! Beat him to death! If anything happens, I’ll take responsibility!"

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