X-ray Eyes Little Wild Doctor-Chapter 198 - 193: Go Home and Ask Your Master

"Boom!" Mr. Deng planted his feet firmly on the ground as if he were a giant from ancient times, his presence overwhelmingly unmatched.

Inside the van, Wang Qiang clapped and cheered, exclaiming joyfully, "Iron Shirt technique is impenetrable, this time Ye Tian has no chance of surviving, haha, he can only blame himself for messing with this young master. Today I will definitely kill him!"

"A true master, an absolute master!" Yun Feng praised flatteringly, leaning against the window after witnessing the transformation of Mr. Deng’s body.

In the pouring rain, Bai Lan’s heart was once again filled with trepidation; although she was but a woman, she could tell from the changes in the opponent that this mysterious giant was truly formidable.

"Oh come on, do you think you’re Schwarzenegger, showing off your muscles in front of me? You believe I won’t turn you into a pig’s head in minutes?" Ye Tian said derisively, utterly unconcerned.

Boom! Mr. Deng punched the ground, instantly fracturing the concrete pavement.

That wasn’t all, he threw another punch and a nearby street light immediately snapped, crashing down onto the roadside and damaging several cars.

"Boy, are you scared now?" Mr. Deng asked with a sinister smile.

"I’m just afraid you’ll die too pathetically!" Ye Tian replied as he dashed out swiftly.

"You’re courting death!" Mr. Deng had a murderous intent; the man who had forced him to kneel must die today.

Ye Tian didn’t use Tai Chi Cotton Palm and switched to the wide sweeping Chopping Hanging Palm. With his right hand shaped like a blade, he used a powerful move akin to ’Chopping Mount Hua,’ crashing it down hard on the opponent’s incoming punch, and with a crack, Mr. Deng’s knuckles shattered. freeweɓnovel~cѳm

"Ah!" Mr. Deng yelled in excruciating pain.

"This can’t be, this is absolutely impossible. How could you break through my Iron Shirt! I’m supposed to be invulnerable, what exactly is going on!"

Fear filled Mr. Deng’s eyes. Could it be that the man before him was a top master? It made no sense for such a master to exist in this unnamed second-tier city.

"What’s going on? Heh, go home and ask your master!"

Ye Tian couldn’t be bothered to waste words, and approached with a move ’Twin Peaks Penetrating Ears,’ his fists like attacking twin dragons, slamming hard into Mr. Deng’s chest.

With a bang!

Mr. Deng was sent flying through the rain, his body tracing a parabola, crashing heavily onto a car parked at the roadside, which immediately turned into a heap of parts.

"Ptui!" Mr. Deng struggled to his feet, suddenly spewing blood from his mouth.

At this point, in this scene, even Wang Qiang inside the van was starting to feel dumbfounded.

"What’s going on? This shouldn’t be happening!" Wang Qiang was a bit confused.

"Mr. Deng is not even afraid of bullets, and now he’s being beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Ye Tian. Could Ye Tian’s fists be more powerful than bullets?" Yun Feng was perplexed.

"No, it’s impossible; there must be some ultimate move left. To be a family’s strongman, Deng Lishi definitely won’t be beaten so easily," Wang Qiang believed firmly, yet despite what he said, he still had an ominous premonition.

In the heavy rain, Bai Lan took shelter under the canopy of a bus stop, watching Ye Tian fight in the rain and beat the villain until he vomited blood made her feel very satisfied; her eyes filled with light, never leaving Ye Tian.

Within the circle of battle, the fight was intense.

Ye Tian lifted Mr. Deng’s hefty body above his head, and, with legs, waist, and hands exerting force simultaneously, he threw the giant straight into the cold downpour with a crash, the cement surface shattered again.

"Ptui!" Mr. Deng spat out blood once more.

"Motherfucker, so you want my life, huh? Playing with car bombs, if it wasn’t for my quick reflexes, Bai Lan would have been killed by you. How are we going to settle this account!"

As he said this, Ye Tian lifted Mr. Deng once again, and with a loud shout, slammed him onto the ground.

This time with triple layers of Inner Strength, the giant’s body hit the ground with exceptional heaviness. With a deafening boom, half the street’s surface crumbled into pieces, and the center of impact where Mr. Deng landed formed a deep crater, utterly terrifying.

"Ptui! Ptui!" Mr. Deng kept spitting blood, his vitality fading, barely holding onto life.

The raindrops hitting his huge body no longer produced the metallic clang; his Iron Shirt technique, perfected over thirty years, was now completely ruined after a few throws by Ye Tian.

Thirty years of skill, all gone in a moment!

But at this moment, Mr. Deng had no time to regret, because the ferocious figure of Ye Tian was approaching him again, and heaven knows whether he could withstand another of his brutal throws.

Spitting a mouthful of old blood, Mr. Deng climbed out of the crater, hoping now only to get away from Jiang City, this cursed place, and never to return in this lifetime.

Regrettably, Ye Tian didn’t afford him the chance to leave; with a flash, he easily reached Mr. Deng’s side with a malicious grin, "Where do you think you’re going?"

"Please, spare me!" Mr. Deng actually begged for mercy.

"Spare you? That’s impossible!" Ye Tian said with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile, an expression that Mr. Deng found utterly terrifying.

Realizing that things were going south and that his opponent was likely harboring murderous intent, Mr. Deng knew disaster was upon him and broke into a run. Unfortunately, his serious injuries meant he couldn’t run fast, and Ye Tian easily caught hold of his arm.

Without any further ado, Ye Tian grasped Mr. Deng’s wrist, and with a slight exertion of strength, flung him to the ground on his right; the pavement there instantly shattered.

Ye Tian let out a cold laugh and with another swing of his arm, Mr. Deng crashed into the curb on the left, demolishing a parked car and leaving a deep indentation in the ground.

Giving him no chance to catch his breath, Ye Tian applied a bit of force to his arms and flung him into the air. A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky as Ye Tian leaped up, and with a Heart Intercepting Kick that swept up rainwater, he struck precisely at Mr. Deng’s chest. The latter, still mid-air, shuddered violently. His eyes immediately turned the color of dead ash, devoid of any sign of life.

In his dying moments, Mr. Deng finally saw clearly the outline of Ye Tian. What surrounded the young man was not mere mist from the rain but a faint layer of Inner Strength, repelling all the rainwater and leaving him completely dry.

"Inner Strength, grandmaster!" These were Mr. Deng’s last words.

Thunder rumbled, and the rain poured down.

Ye Tian kicked out, and Mr. Deng’s hefty body fell from the sky, slamming right on top of a van with a loud bang, causing the whole vehicle to quiver. Thankfully, the van was of good quality and didn’t break apart like cheaper models might have.

The rain made the van’s surface slippery, and soon Mr. Deng’s body slid off the rooftop.

A pale face flashed by the window briefly, and although the glimpse was fleeting, it was long enough for Yun Feng and Wang Qiang inside to see it clearly. They watched with horror as Mr. Deng’s eyes bulged and a trickle of red blood oozed from the corner of his eye, creating a ghastly and frightening image.

Ye Tian walked through the heavy rain without getting wet, silently approaching the van with a menacing and icy gaze.

"Drive, damn it, drive! I swear I’ll kill you if you don’t!" Wang Qiang lashed out at the driver with a blend of hitting and cursing while even threatening him with a gun.

With a bitter face, the driver said, "Young master, Mr. Deng’s body is blocking the wheels. I can’t drive over it without definitely killing him."

"So what if he’s dead, better him than me!" Wang Qiang pointed the gun at the driver’s head, shouting in panic, "Ye Tian is coming, he’s coming, and if you don’t drive I’ll shoot you!"

The driver frantically shifted gears and floored the accelerator. The engine roared but the van didn’t jerk forward as expected and remained stationary.

In a panic, the driver glanced at the rearview mirror and saw the menacing figure of Ye Tian standing behind the van, his hands obviously holding up the rear of the vehicle.

"It’s over! We’re completely finished!" Wang Qiang also realized something was amiss.

"What do we do now, what do we do?" Yun Feng felt like an ant on a hot pan and quickly phoned Yun Xinyan, hoping that for his daughter’s sake, Ye Tian might spare him.

The next second, everyone in the van heard Ye Tian’s loud yell and felt the van lift a meter into the air, followed by Ye Tian shouting, "Get out now!" before he flipped the van over.

The van went tail over teakettle, wheels spinning in the air.

The occupants inside were in a real mess, with Wang Qiang’s head bashing against the ceiling and his body crashing into Yun Feng’s, creating bruises and swelling. Once they stabilized, they realized the van had been turned completely upside down.

"Oh God! Someone save me!" Wang Qiang was frantic.

Ye Tian stood outside the van, coldly stating, "You have one minute to come out, otherwise when I get in there, I won’t be as nice as I am now!"

Wang Qiang, frightened as a mouse, reached for the door but was stopped by Yun Feng who reminded him, "Young Master Wang, this van is bulletproof. No matter how capable Ye Tian is, he can’t get in. Whatever you do, don’t open the door or we’re done for."

Wang Qiang then remembered, "Right, right, right, it’s bulletproof; we’re not afraid of him."

Outside the van, Ye Tian had heard their conversation and let out a derisive sneer at their foolishness. He tapped on the window and said, "You really won’t come out, will you?"

"I’d rather die than go out. If you’re so tough, come on in!" Wang Qiang even had the nerve to challenge him.

"Fine! I’ll grant your wish." Ye Tian sneered, lightly pressing his palm against the glass.

Seeing this, Yun Feng instantly felt things were not looking good. Wang Qiang, the simple-minded one, had to provoke Ye Tian. If he really drove Ye Tian to the edge, none of them would end well.

For the first time ever, Yun Feng felt both reproach and disgust toward Wang Qiang.

Ye Tian smiled lightly, his palm resting on the bulletproof glass, fingers slightly bent, seemingly looking for the right spot to leverage, but quickly he became still. Then taking a deep breath and uttering a "Heh!" from his mouth, a powerful burst of force erupted from his palm, cracking the bulletproof glass with an audible snap, revealing a web of fractures.

"No!" Wang Qiang turned pale with fear.

"It’s over! Completely over!" Yun Feng looked at the cracked bulletproof glass, wanting to cry for lack of tears. Without saying anything more, he quickly called his daughter Yun Xinyan, counting on her to plead with Ye Tian, hoping the latter wouldn’t harm him too badly.