Urban Miracle Doctor-Chapter 1005: Brother Unscathed, I Miss You So Much!

Chapter 1005: Chapter 1005: Brother Unscathed, I Miss You So Much!

Zhai Xiaowei spoke while a sinister look appeared on his face.

"Today, I have to take him back to the Zhai family, torture him for three to five years, then kill him!"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Wushang frowned, but Xiaoya cried out urgently, "There’s someone in the courtyard!"

Wang Pingchuan and Chi Zihuan were startled upon hearing this and then looked towards the courtyard, but there was no other movement besides a few people.

Wang Pingchuan glared at Zhai Xiaowei and cursed, "You damn fool, talking so much nonsense!"

Upon hearing Wang Pingchuan’s words, Chi Zihuan frowned and said, "Can you be a bit more refined with your words?"

"I’ll correct it!" Wang Pingchuan then shouted at Zhai Xiaowei, "You idiot with a negative IQ, can you stop the nonsense!"

Upon hearing Wang Pingchuan’s words, Zhai Xiaowei instantly flew into a rage, pointing at Wang Pingchuan and yelling, "Bring him back to me, I want to tear his mouth apart!"

"Oh, you’re so brave. You think you can just catch me?" Wang Pingchuan said disdainfully.

Chi Zihuan sighed helplessly, patting his forehead. This stubbornness was ingrained in Wang Pingchuan’s bones and couldn’t be changed!

How did I end up liking this guy back then?

However, as soon as Zhai Xiaowei finished speaking, a figure appeared in the courtyard.

The figure paused for half a second in front of Zhai Xiaowei and then appeared directly in front of Wang Pingchuan.

Wang Pingchuan and his companions only felt a gust of wind blow past them, and when they looked again, a middle-aged man with white hair was standing in front of Wang Pingchuan, raising his hand to grab him.

In the blink of an eye!

Chi Zihuan reflexively waved his hand at the white-haired man.

Seeing this, the white-haired man frowned and said suspiciously, "Someone from the Tang Clan!"

After speaking, he quickly retreated a bit and then charged at Wang Pingchuan again.

Upon hearing the white-haired man’s words, Chi Zihuan’s face changed. It wasn’t because the white-haired man could immediately tell he was from the Tang Clan, but because the white-haired man had obviously realized he was using poison.

The skills of the Tang Clan lie in killing invisibly. If the opponent discovers their poisoning, the Tang Clan disciple has already lost half the battle.

"So that’s it!" Qin Han, who was suddenly besieged by the Eight Vajra, uttered a cryptic sentence.

The people in the scene looked at Qin Han in bewilderment, and even the white-haired man looked towards Qin Han.

"Thank you!" Qin Han said another cryptic sentence, and then his aura suddenly surged. The Eight Vajra felt a tremendous force from him.

Then their chests churned with energy and blood, and before the eight realized what had happened, another force hit them, and they all froze in place, letting out muffled grunts.

The white-haired man looked at the eight, his brow deeply furrowed, and quickly dashed towards Qin Han.

At this time, the Eight Vajra were all half-kneeling in front of Qin Han, like they were worshipping a deity.

But there was a trace of bewilderment on their faces as they looked at Qin Han.

The white-haired man’s expression turned even more grim.

All high-level martial artists know that when suffering internal injuries, external bleeding isn’t feared, but the lack of it is.

It’s like with car accident victims; if they bleed, there’s a chance to save them, but if they don’t show symptoms and just wander cluelessly asking for water, death is certain.

Internal injuries fall into the categories of qi injury, blood injury, and organ injury.

The first two are manageable, but if organ injury isn’t treated promptly, it’s fatal!

The state of the Eight Vajra now was just like that. If they were spitting blood, the white-haired man wouldn’t be worried; they could recover in time.

But now the eight were half-kneeling on the ground in a daze, and their bodies showed no injury.

The white-haired man certainly didn’t believe Qin Han would show mercy, not aiming to kill the Eight Vajra. The only possibility was they were injured in their vital organs.

Thinking this, the white-haired man urgently shouted to the eight, "Hurry to the hospital!"

Qin Han sneered and said, "You underestimate me!"

After speaking, Qin Han leaped, leaving the circle formed by the Eight Vajra.

The white-haired man, meanwhile, had reached the eight, ready to assist one of them up.

"Why are you here, Hua Shao, wasn’t it said you went down the mountain with the second young master?"

And then he continued, "No, the second young master told me to tell you not to follow, but I forgot. What should I do now? If the second young master finds out, he’ll scold me to death."

Xue Yi and Zhong Yuanliang had already killed Zhai Xiaowei’s guards by now, but Zhai Xiaowei ignored them, looking instead in shock at the Eight Vajra. What the man said was incomprehensible.

Dugu Wushang and others were also staring in amazement, not moving for a moment.

The white-haired man sighed, saying, "No saving them!"

Then he addressed Qin Han, "Why did you have to be so heavy-handed?"

"Where were you when they injured my disciple?" Qin Han replied calmly.

As soon as Qin Han finished speaking, the Eight Vajra simultaneously spurted blood and then collapsed straight onto the ground.

They were already dead!

Upon seeing this, Zhai Xiaowei was in a daze, subconsciously letting go of Xiaoya’s hair, muttering, "How is this possible?"

"Hua Shao, what’s going on?"

Dugu Wushang saw Zhai Xiaowei release Xiaoya, quickly dashed over, scooping Xiaoya up, and shouted to Xue Yi and Zhong Yuanliang, "Retreat!"

The three of them then rushed towards Qin Han.

The white-haired man frowned, snorted coldly, and appeared to attack the three of them.

The white-haired man moved quickly, but someone moved faster.

Just as he lifted his hand, a gust of wind passed in front of him, and he found Qin Han glaring at him coldly.

By the time the white-haired man reacted and attacked Qin Han, Qin Han’s hand was already at his throat.

The white-haired man was startled by Qin Han’s actions, quickly backing up and leaving an afterimage in place.

Qin Han’s eyes were filled with surprise; he didn’t continue attacking but simply watched him quietly.

Dugu Wushang and the others had already returned to Qin Han’s side by now.

"Thank you, master!" Dugu Wushang said gratefully, then turned to Xiaoya, "Xiaoya, this is my current master!"

Xiaoya quickly thanked Qin Han.

Qin Han nodded, smiling, "Go and reunite first!"

Dugu Wushang nodded heavily, taking Xiaoya aside.

"I missed you so much, Wushang brother!"