Romantic Medical Immortal-Chapter 324: Life or Dignity

At this moment, Murong Hai was in the luxurious box at the end of the corridor, leaning on the sofa smoking a cigar, smugly looking at the contract in his hand, with two scantily clad women beside him massaging his legs.

"Hmph! Competing with me for territory, are you even qualified?"

He sneered, picked up the wine on the table, and drank it all in one go, his expression filled with malice.

Boom! Boom!

There were a few muffled noises from outside, and Murong Hai’s expression suddenly changed, secretly thinking something was wrong, he quickly pressed the emergency button under the table.

The next second, the box door was kicked open with a bang, and Yang Cheng walked over slowly through the smoke and dust, his tall figure with dark eyes, exuding a powerful aura that instinctively made people feel fear.

Seeing the bodyguards lying behind him, Murong Hai knew the visitor was hostile and was about to ask who he was, when Chu Xiaoyu walked out from behind him.

"Chu Xiaoyu? You actually escaped!"

Murong Hai’s face turned cold, realizing that his two subordinates were probably taken down, otherwise they would have warned him.

"Are you Murong Hai?"

Yang Cheng’s mouth curved with a mocking smile.

"And who are you? So young, you’re not worthy to call my name." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Murong Hai forcefully stubbed out the cigar in the ashtray, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Damn it, I’m your grandfather!"

Yang Cheng cursed right away.

"Insolent!"

Murong Hai’s face instantly darkened; no one had ever spoken to him like this.

"I won’t waste words with you, hand over the contract immediately, or don’t blame me for giving you a taste of being crippled."

Yang Cheng was not polite at all, striding forward to grab the contract.

Murong Hai quickly stood up, pushing the two women who were massaging him to block the attack.

"Ah! Spare us, hero!"

The two women screamed, trembling like leaves.

Yang Cheng wasn’t interested in dealing with two helpless women, pulling them aside, he kicked the table hard.

The marble-topped table instantly shattered, the debris flying onto Murong Hai, and the table frame was kicked to him, slamming heavily into him.

"Damn!"

Murong Hai cried out in pain, if he hadn’t just retreated two steps, the table would have directly broken his legs.

Heart pounding with fear, he glared viciously at Yang Cheng.

"Young man, if you’re smart, you should take Chu Xiaoyu and leave immediately. You’ll regret laying a hand on me."

Standing in the corner of the box, Murong Hai was extremely flustered inside, praying his reinforcements would arrive soon.

Just then, footsteps sounded in the corridor; a group of well-trained bodyguards suddenly rushed over, guns drawn, aiming at Yang Cheng and Chu Xiaoyu.

Chu Xiaoyu turned pale with fear, tightening her grip on Yang Cheng’s hand.

"Don’t be afraid."

Yang Cheng softly reassured her.

Those two words instantly calmed Chu Xiaoyu’s anxious heart.

Seeing his reinforcements, Murong Hai smiled smugly, "You brat, you’re still too green to fight me!"

"I originally didn’t want to take things too far, but you just had to ask for trouble and even laid hands on me, nearly breaking my legs."

Murong Hai gritted his teeth in anger, limping out from the corner.

Yang Xiaojun looked indifferent, his heart calm, truly unafraid of these guns, but in Murong Hai’s eyes, this kid was just scared stupid, never having seen the world.

"Hahaha! Charging into my Jiulong Mountain Villa single-handedly, you’re brave enough. It seems you have some skill, so I’ll give you a chance."

Murong Hai laughed arrogantly, plopping back onto the sofa, gesturing for the women to continue massaging his legs.

"Kneel and apologize to me now, and cripple two of your own fingers, then I’ll let you go, otherwise both of you will die here."

"It’s a piece of cake for Jiulong Mountain Villa to kill two people; your bodies will never be found."

Murong Hai was enjoying himself when he suddenly frowned and hissed in pain.

The woman kneeling at his feet froze with fear, her whole body stiff.

Slap!

He suddenly lifted his hand, giving the woman a hard slap, angrily shouting, "Idiot! You hurt me! See how I’ll deal with you later!"

The woman’s body trembled violently but she didn’t dare make a sound, just gritting her teeth and enduring it.

Yang Cheng frowned; he hadn’t expected Jiulong Mountain Villa to be even more corrupt than the Qing Long Sect, instantly losing any good impression.

"So, have you thought it over? Do you want your life or worthless dignity?"

Murong Hai looked at Yang Cheng with interest.

"I’ll kneel to you, cripple my fingers, just spare Xiaochen."

This time, Chu Xiaoyu spoke up, her voice tinged with defiance.

"Ha! You certainly are loyal, is this boy your toy boy, you’re protecting him like this!"

Murong Hai sneered, looking at the two, inexplicably, with anger in his eyes.

Yang Cheng remained silent, contemplating how to escape. If it were just him, he could easily break through the gunfire and give Murong Hai a beating.

But with Chu Xiaoyu by his side, he couldn’t act rashly, needing a foolproof plan.

Murong Hai, not getting a response from Yang Cheng, his expression darkened, coldly saying, "It seems you wish to die, then I’ll fulfill your wish, you foolish lovebirds!"

Just as he was about to signal his bodyguards to act, urgent footsteps were heard outside.

"Miss, you can’t go in, General Manager Murong is discussing business with someone!"

Murong Hai frowned, hearing his assistant’s voice.

The next second, Ye Ling’Er appeared breathlessly at the door, clutching her stomach, her face pale, looking in pain.

Her Elixir Embryo had just formed, and she rushed over non-stop, the abdominal pain sometimes unbearable.

Ye Ling’Er had only one thought in her mind: no matter what, Yang Cheng mustn’t come to harm; after all, only he could save her mother now, and with the Elixir Embryo formed, the Divine Essence Elixir wasn’t far behind.

Murong Hua saw Ye Ling’Er, his brow furrowed displeased, "Ling’Er, why are you here? I’m handling business, talk later."

"Dad! You can’t kill Yang Cheng!"

She spoke weakly, her steps unsteady, positioning herself in front of Yang Cheng.

"Are you alright?"

Yang Cheng asked quickly, seeing her pale face.

Ye Ling’Er shook her head, "I’m fine, it’s just that the Elixir Embryo formed, I came over right away, it might have been affected."

Yang Cheng saw her sweat-soaked face, furrowed brows, and grabbed her wrist, infusing a stream of True Qi.

The previously weak Ye Ling’Er, on the brink of fainting, felt warmth in her abdomen, the dull pain fading away, her body relaxing.