X-ray Eyes Little Wild Doctor-Chapter 252 - 247: Ugly but wishful thinking

As he spoke, he clapped his hands and ordered Xie Tuzi and the others, "Go, take him down for me!"

Xie Tuzi swallowed hard, eyeing Ye Tian warily, recalling how the man shot through a shipping container with a coin, then blasted a huge hole with a punch, his strength truly formidable. He knew his own limits. Facing such a fierce opponent, he knew he was no match and had no intention of going up to seek death.

"What are you hesitating for, go on! Kill him!" Seeing his subordinates hesitate, San Ye urged them again.

Unfortunately, these men were not fools. They were also battle-hardened retired special forces soldiers; they didn’t want to clash directly with Ye Tian. Even with San Ye’s repeated urging, they didn’t dare go up and throw their lives away.

"Rebels! You’re all useless!" San Ye became angry, delivering a knife-hand strike to the neck of one of his men. With a crack, the subordinate died on the spot.

"If you don’t listen to me, this is what you get!" San Ye said ominously, "Kill him! Go!"

The tactic of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys really worked. Xie Tuzi no longer dared hesitate, leading a few brothers charging forward, wielding their weapons cautiously, greeting Ye Tian with their moves.

These retired soldiers did have some real skills. Each one’s combat ability was not bad, and their coordination was very in sync, both offensive and defensive, orderly and reasonable. If they were put onto a battlefield, they would indeed be an iron army.

But, unfortunately, they were up against Ye Tian, and all their efforts were in vain.

"Ten seconds, I only need ten seconds to deal with you shrimps, I don’t want to waste too much time."

Ye Tian wore a confident smile at the corner of his mouth. He stamped his foot hard on the ground, shaking the entire shipping container as he suddenly charged forward.

He was like a cheetah shuttling through the jungle, with terrifying speed like a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Xie Tuzi.

Xie Tuzi subconsciously raised his weapon to defend, but Ye Tian’s fist had already struck his solar plexus. The intense power from the punch passed through muscle and bone, directly shattering his heart.

Without any hesitation or delay, Ye Tian’s fist turned into an eagle’s claw, crushing the throat bone of another man and then kicking up his leg to shatter the skull of the man in white on the right.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Tian was back at a distance.

"Exactly ten seconds." Ye Tian stood at his original spot, as calm as a breeze.

On the other side of the container, Xie Tuzi and his teammates all froze in place, as if encased in ice.

Terror filled their eyes, and they made cracking sounds in their throats, as if they wanted to say something, but before they could, they thunderously fell to the ground, never to stand again. Blood splattered; they all died.

Ye Tian dusted off his hands, touched his nose, and said, "Your turn."

San Ye furrowed his brows and sneered, "To be regarded highly by the boss, you do have some skills. But if that’s all you’ve got, then you’re definitely the one who’s going to die!"

"Cut the crap, let Wang Bingbing go, or I’ll rhythmically send you off!" Ye Tian said coldly.

"It’s not certain who will die yet!"

San Ye tossed Wang Bingbing to the side, her head hitting the inner wall of the container, immediately causing dizziness and a lack of strength. She tried to get up several times but failed.

"Bastard!" Ye Tian became even more infuriated upon seeing Wang Bingbing injured.

"Go to hell!" San Ye suddenly pulled out a pistol and fired two shots, bang bang, 6.4mm bullets spiraling toward Ye Tian from the barrel.

Seeing this, Ye Tian coldly snickered, moved his ears to locate the sounds, and lightly pinched in mid-air, instantly catching the two bullets, which flattened slightly from the pressure.

"Back at you!"

Ye Tian flicked his index finger, shooting back the two bullets more fiercely than before.

San Ye frowned, stepping back and quickly picking up a riot shield. With two loud bangs, the bullets hit the shield, the first one cracking the glass, the second one shattering it entirely. The bullets then ricocheted onto San Ye, making him grunt.

"Such strong finger strength!" San Ye’s frown deepened, "Even bulletproof glass shattered, you really do have some skills. It seems I did underestimate you."

As he said this, he took off his white uniform, revealing a tactical vest underneath. Despite his thin and small stature, his muscles were ample, his arms and chest bulging. He looked like a miniature Schwarzenegger, a true muscle man.

Ye Tian snickered coldly, "Another idiot who practices external martial arts."

Knowing a fight was inevitable, he immediately assumed the starting stance of an internal martial arts form, standing with feet apart and hands gently pressed down in an embracing-the-ball position.

"Tai Chi? So you practice internal martial arts," San Ye immediately scoffed, "That kind of soft technique is useless against me. You’re going down today."

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"Ye Tian, die!"

San Ye sneered and charged towards Ye Tian with a sprint.

"I don’t even need to use my hands to deal with a shrimp like you," Ye Tian said with utter ease, his hands behind his back.

"You’re too arrogant! You’ll pay for this!"

San Ye roared in fury, swinging a punch at Ye Tian’s face with a whooshing sound, the force extremely formidable.

Ye Tian lightly tapped his feet on the ground, drifting backward to dodge the punch. Suddenly, he kicked up, striking San Ye’s butt. San Ye staggered, nearly falling over.

"Watch out!"

Third Master charged again, swinging his fists like a madman, the sound of his punches whistling through the air, quite alarming.

This time, Ye Tian didn’t dodge; he took a punch straight on. Third Master burst into laughter, but in the next second, his smile was replaced by confusion.

He felt distinctly that Ye Tian’s stomach was like cotton, and hitting it felt soft and squishy, void of any sense of accomplishment. Third Master knew something was very wrong. He tried to withdraw his fist, but Ye Tian’s stomach was like a magnet, firmly sucking his fist in, making it impossible to pull back.

"Off you go!" Ye Tian chuckled darkly and pushed out with his stomach.

The fist that had been stuck to his stomach suddenly popped off, slamming into Third Master’s face, shattering all his teeth, and at the same time, a powerful force came through. Third Master was like a small boat in a raging sea, instantly capsized. He was flung into the air and landed heavily on the ground.

"Impressive Tai Chi!" Third Master no longer dared to take Ye Tian lightly.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is that all you’ve got? Quite disappointing," said Ye Tian with a smile, standing behind him, his face full of mockery and sarcasm.

"You’re forcing me to use my secret technique," Third Master growled angrily.

Suddenly, he let out a great roar, his muscles bulged tremendously, and his skin turned a deep red, as if it was smeared with a layer of paint, looking quite formidable.

"Today, I’ll show you my true power, die!" Third Master roared like a charging rhino, rushing straight at him.

Ye Tian looked disdainful: "What kind of crap martial arts is this?"

He couldn’t be bothered to think too much; this guy had kidnapped Wang Bingbing, which was already a capital crime. Without moving his hands, he powered up with his legs and delivered a direct kick to the chest, snap, the bones cracked on impact.

Splat! Third Master spat out blood.

His so-called secret technique didn’t even get a chance to be used.

"Kneel down!" After saying this, Ye Tian gave another kick, hitting Third Master’s knee, forcing him to kneel on the spot.

"If you kneel and apologize to the little maid right now, I can give you a quick death, how about it? Will you take it?" Ye Tian looked down at him and asked.

"Fuck off!" Third Master shouted angrily.

He suddenly jumped up, and his Double Cannon Fist blasted towards Ye Tian.

To counterattack with such severe injuries, he was indeed fierce. Anyone else would have been begging for mercy long ago. His bravery was evident, no wonder he could stand on his own in the Wang Family.

"Seeking death!" Ye Tian frowned and kicked him away with one foot.

With only a tenth of his strength used for this kick, Third Master was sent flying up in the air, his body crashing heavily against a container and then face planting into the ground, rolling over in pain, his martial arts skills utterly destroyed.

"Didn’t I say I wouldn’t use my hands? How about that, convinced now?" Ye Tian sneered coldly.

After this exchange, Third Master realized that his opponent was a top-notch expert, and he was no match for him. Continuing to fight would only lead to certain death. It was vital to escape.

He struggled to stand up, knowing that if he could just get to his car, he might still save his life.

He had just staggered to his feet when someone kicked him in the leg. Covered in injuries, Third Master toppled over again, but fortunately, by propping himself up with his hands, he didn’t hit the ground too hard.

A boning knife whizzed out, nailing Third Master’s hand to the ground. Caught off guard, he screamed in agony, his mouth gaping wide open. Suddenly, a hook extended from behind and latched onto his tongue. Then, a flash of the blade and the entire tongue was severed and fell to the ground.

Third Master writhed in pain on the ground, clutching the half-remaining tongue, crying miserably.

Wang Bingbing threw down the hook and sneered viciously, "I told you I’d be the one to slaughter you!"

"Argh!!" Third Master, now with a severed tongue, let out a horrific, eerie scream, filled with terror.

Wang Bingbing wielded the boning knife, stabbing it into his chest, then with a pull and a kick, Third Master lay cold on the ground, never to stand again.

"That’s what’s called getting what you deserve. Now you know how it feels to have your tongue cut out, spit!" Wang Bingbing spat on the corpse of Third Master, showing the ruthless side of the Ice Snow Queen.

Looking over the whole of Jiang City, perhaps even the whole country, the only girl who had the guts to cut out someone’s tongue was probably only her, the Ice Snow Queen Wang Bingbing. She was merciless when she needed to be.

Wang Bingbing, remembering the humiliation she suffered at the hands of Third Master, was still seething with anger. She picked up a handgun from the ground and fired wildly at his head, turning a good head into a smashed watermelon. She tossed the empty gun on the ground and walked away as if nothing had happened.

"Cough, cough, cough, I say, little maid, I’ve saved you again, so how will you thank me?" Ye Tian said with a mischievous smile as he watched Wang Bingbing walking towards him.

"Let me think about that."

Wang Bingbing was indeed facing a conundrum. Ye Tian lacked nothing, so she really didn’t know how to thank him.

Ye Tian smirked wickedly, "Why don’t you marry me, after all, you’re so fierce, I doubt any man would dare to take you. I’ll just consider it taking a demoness off the streets, how about that?"

"..." Wang Bingbing was speechless and snapped, "Dream on!"

Ye Tian, holding her hand, walked shoulder to shoulder towards the dock exit, where Ma Kailun was parked, waiting for its owner to drive it.