Urban Invincible Medical Divine

Li He was filled with regret when an elderly man walked in from outside.

Seeing him, Li He said discontentedly, "Old Qian, why are you showing up now?? When that group of men appeared earlier, why didn't you come to teach them a lesson??"

The old man, seemingly blind to the man wailing on the ground, forced a bitter smile and said, "Miss, it's not that I didn't want to come in, but as I was about to approach the door, I got locked in by a presence. I had this feeling that if I showed up at the door, that man from before would deal me a fatal blow. I could sense that he meant no harm to you, so I didn't come in."

Li He, shocked, asked, "Old Qian, are you talking about Liu Wentian?? Why are you afraid of him? Could it be that he's even stronger than you??"

She knew very well that Old Qian was an ancient martial arts expert, far above ordinary masters.

Even if a dozen special forces elites ganged up together, they would be no match for Old Qian. Liu Wentian was just in his early twenties, how could he possibly be stronger than Old Qian? Even if he had started cultivating from the womb, it would still be impossible!!

Old Qian's face was serious as he said, "Miss, whether I can beat him or not, we would only know after a real fight. But the aura he gave off was too dangerous. I suggest not provoking this man any further. If we were to really agitate him, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Li He sighed gently, "Old Qian, do you think I have any other choice besides provoking him?"

Old Qian was taken aback and remembered the Li Family's crisis and the Miss's scumbag of a fiance, forced a smile and said, "It seems we really have no choice but to provoke him. Let's just hope he doesn't actually get mad."

"Why should he be mad? Today, he took complete advantage of me, the jerk!!"

Li He huffed, remembering the peculiar feeling of being in Liu Wentian's arms as if he could shield her from any storm, her cheeks flushed as she returned to her room.

Just as she reached her room's door, she turned back to Old Qian and commanded, "Find a group of men for the guys in the house, let them taste what it's like to be with their own sex, and then throw them all into the sea to feed the fish. How dare they covet me – they're simply courting death!!"

Back in her room, Li He was changing her clothes in front of the mirror when she suddenly noticed a red mark on the lavender shirt she was wearing.

"Eh, what's this??"

She touched it with her finger, smelled it, and then became angrily embarrassed, "Damn scoundrel, pretending to be uninterested in me. If you're not interested, why did you have a nosebleed!! Humph, I'll make you kneel under my pomegranate skirt sooner or later."

Her face flushed with a mix of pride and shyness, an unusual feeling surfaced in her heart, "You can't escape. Tonight, we will meet again."

In the mirror, her peach-blossom eyes were brimming with emotion, stunningly beautiful.

…

As Liu Wentian walked home, he touched his nose, grateful that he left quickly. He unexpectedly had a nosebleed earlier, which was truly embarrassing.

But he couldn't blame himself. He had faced fierce enemies and complex diseases, but when it came to women, especially a femme fatale like Li He, it might be easy to keep a straight face, but the body is always honest...

If he hadn't left, Liu Wentian was afraid that his lower body would take control and he would actually take care of that vixen!!

Suddenly, Liu Wentian saw a familiar figure up ahead struggling with a group of thug-like men.

"Sister Yu??"

Liu Wentian was surprised. That was Fan Xiaoyu, the aunt of the two little girls.

But Xiaoyu obviously was the virtuous wife and loving mother type, so why was she involved with a bunch of thugs.

Taking a closer look, Liu Wentian understood why – Xiaoyu was drunk, so drunk that she was dizzy and could not even stand steadily.

This ZiTian, getting so drunk on the street is indeed a bit strange.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

At this moment, Fan Xiaoyu was fiercely pushing away a hoodlum with a fat face and a smarmy grin who was trying to come over to her, scolding, "Get lost, scumbag! Get lost, who wants to play with you? All of you, get lost!"

The hoodlum smarmed, "Hehe, beauty, don't be so heartless. Getting drunk like this in such a big ZiTian, could it be that you're trapped by fake emotions?? Big brother will take you to have a good time, guarantee you'll forget all your worries."

He gave a signal to the other hoodlums with his eyes, and several of them started to smarm as well, two of them pouncing forward to grab Fan Xiaoyu's hands.

"You... bastards!! Let go of me, let me go!!"

Fan Xiaoyu was already somewhat unsteady on her feet due to drunkenness, but she still had some clarity and was angrily struggling, yet was tightly grasped and unable to shake off the hands of the two hoodlums.

"Haha, don't get mad, big brother will take you somewhere to have a good time."

The hoodlum with a face full of fat and greasy desire rubbed his hands and lunged forward, attempting to pull Fan Xiaoyu into his embrace.

But just as he pounced, he was kicked in the waist by a foot, sent crashing to the ground with a scream of pain.

"MD, who the hell are you, interfering with my business?? You must be tired of living!!"

Enduring the severe pain in his waist, the hoodlum climbed up from the ground and glared at the Liu Wentian who stood before him, barking in anger.

"Get lost, leave the girl and get lost right now," Liu Wentian appeared somewhat impatient, really not wanting to dally with these petty thugs.

"Kid, did your brain get squashed by a door?? Telling us to get lost?" The hoodlum pointed at his own nose, wearing an incredulous expression.

"Get him, give this son of a bitch a good beating, until even his mother won't recognize him!! Daring to kick my waist, you really must be tired of living," he gestured, and several of his underlings coldly sneered as they surrounded Liu Wentian.

"You dumb clown, trying to play the hero? Big brother will kill you!!"

Bang!! Bang!! Bang!! Bang..."

The several sneering hoodlums had just pounced toward Liu Wentian when, in the next instant, they were all sent flying backwards.

"How... how is this possible!!" The hoodlum leader sat down on his butt on the ground, his head breaking out in cold sweat from fear.

He hadn't seen clearly what happened, then his minions were all sent flying, lying on the ground moaning.

"What... what kind of monster are you??"

No sooner had he spoken, then he was fixed by the icy gaze of Liu Wentian, sending a sudden chill through him, feeling somewhat short of breath.

The thug leader swallowed his saliva, trying to look tough on the outside but fearful on the inside, "You... don't be too arrogant. Do you believe if I call my big brother, he'll come over here? My big brother is a real tough guy, if you beat me, he'll definitely kill you!!"

After saying this, seeing Liu Wentian's face remained indifferent, he immediately took out his phone to make a call, then with a smug look watched Liu Wentian, "You're dead meat!! My big brother just happens to be nearby, he'll come right now. You dare to beat my people, it's like you don't know what death is!! You little bastard, how dare you ruin my good time, just watch how my big brother will teach you a lesson. On this street, my big brother is the king, you're done!!"

Soon, a somewhat familiar figure appeared before Liu Wentian's eyes.

Seeing the bulky man, Liu Wentian couldn't help but laugh, to think he and this guy were quite fated, previously he had helped him out big time, solving his urgent problem, and now the guy had delivered himself to his doorstep again.

Originally, the man's face was full of anger, but upon seeing Liu Wentian, he froze and then his expression drastically changed as he turned and attempted to run.