Urban Invincible Medical Divine-Chapter 384 - 274: Afterthought_3
Chapter 384: Chapter 274: Afterthought_3
The old man spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, collapsing onto the platform, and looked at Liu Wentian incredulously.
He couldn’t believe that he had actually lost, lost to a young man in his early twenties; it was simply too unreal!
“Impossible! How could I possibly lose—”
The old man’s resentful roar had not finished before he was silenced by Liu Wentian’s foot on his mouth.
Liu Wentian sneered, saying, “What’s impossible? With your crappy Seven Mystical Palm and at the same Postnatal Peak Realm, any random ‘Vajra Indestructible Seal’ from me would crush you by a few streets. Keep whining— see if I don’t crush your head under my foot. If it weren’t for taking your money, did you think you’d still be alive to talk to me?”
In the heritage of Sheng Tianzhan, while there were only a few Cultivation Techniques, there was an abundance of Martial Skills. Picking any at random, though not very skilled, was still far beyond the Zhou Family’s Seven Mystical Palm!
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The audience below the stage was as if struck by a body-freezing curse—completely still!
They couldn’t quite express how they felt at that moment; it was as if they had seen an ant suddenly collide and topple a giant tree with a thunderous crash!
It was simply too incredible!
The Zhou Family elder, renowned for dozens of years and just a Half-Step away from King Martial, was casually pushed aside by Liu Wentian, now even pinned beneath his foot!
Damn, has the world gone mad, or have I gone mad?? Everyone felt like they were going crazy because the scene before their eyes was just too insane!
Yet, Liu Wentian couldn’t be bothered with the people below the stage. Previously, in their eyes, Liu Wentian was nothing but a clown for their entertainment, but from beginning to end, in Liu Wentian’s eyes, they were nothing more than a bunch of ants!
What the ants thought, he had no interest in finding out at all!
“Hurry up and give the money, 300 million at a 23 times rate, that’s 6.9 billion. Let me tell you, don’t give a cent more— I am a civilized man and stick strictly to what is right; give only as much as is due!” Liu Wentian spoke earnestly to the old man.
The audience, hearing his words, twitched at the corners of their mouths.
They didn’t dare to speak, but their minds were silently screaming. ‘Civilized man’? Really?
Damn, you just killed a guy, and now you’re questioning another person while stepping on his face, and you still call yourself a civilized person?
Meanwhile, in the hearts of many in the crowd, there was a painful sting—they had all bet on Zhou Yi surviving till the end!
But now, Liu Wentian was the one who survived until the end, which meant all the money they wagered was lost. At this moment, although Zhou Yi was already dead, they couldn’t help but curse Zhou Yi’s ancestors in their hearts!
Those who were a bit greedier and had bet over a million were now feeling like dying!
The old man stared at Liu Wentian with eyes filled with fear and resentment, crying out softly.
“Uh… sorry, I forgot I was standing on your mouth. By the way, I think I stepped in some dog poop on my way here. You might end up having some dog poop luck soon, but don’t thank me.” Liu Wentian said laughingly.
The old man turned livid with rage, finally gritting his teeth and saying, “I’ll give you the money! I will!!”
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“If you’re going to give, then give— why repeat it multiple times? Looking for a beating?” Liu Wentian frowned sharply.
The old man dared not say more, now realizing that the man before him was nothing short of a brutal demon. He had no doubts that if he further incited the wrath of Liu Wentian, he might be killed!
6.9 billion was quickly transferred to Sheng Qianmei’s account.
At this moment, the people from Zhou Family Martial Hall looked at Liu Wentian with extreme venomous hatred, wishing they could grind him into dust, but they also knew they were no match for Liu Wentian and didn’t dare to say much.
Liu Wentian ignored these people, walking out of the martial hall with Sheng Qianmei. Along the way, no one dared to obstruct him; instead, they avoided him as if he were a ferocious beast from the primordial times.
Upon reaching the door, Liu Wentian stopped and turned to look behind, chuckling, “Beautiful, why are you following me?”
Behind him was none other than Miss Xiang who sat next to Zhou Yi before.
Miss Xiang, with eyes full of shock and curiosity, responded coldly to Liu Wentian’s question, “Do you not understand the mess you’ve caused? Zhou Yi was chosen as the next head of the Zhou Family, not to mention the apple of Old Master Zhou’s eye. By killing him, the entire Zhou Family will probably go mad!”
“What do I care if they go mad? He provoked me, and endangered those close to me, hence he deserved to die. Regardless of who stands behind him, he deserved to die.” Liu Wentian spoke indifferently, showing no regret for killing Zhou Yi.
If the opponent intended to kill him, then it was natural for him to kill in return. Liu Wentian only aimed to be true to his conscience, having too many concerns was not his style!
Miss Xiang frowned, slightly displeased, saying, “The Zhou Family has a King Martial strongman. You have no idea how terrifying a King Martial strongman is. You’re on a path to self-destruction and might endanger those around you. I advise you to run as far away as you can, maybe even abroad, and live incognito!”
“Beautiful, why are you so concerned about me? Could it be that you have taken a liking to me?”
As Liu Wentian spoke, he carefully scrutinized the lady. She was extremely good-looking with a fit physique and not an ounce of excess fat, truly a beauty, though the superior air about her wasn’t exactly endearing!
