Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Fang Yu felt great due to the improvement in his Cultivation, and after finishing breakfast, he decided to go out and buy a new set of clothes as the ones he was wearing were old and somewhat smelly.

Not long after he went out, he saw a group of ruffians coming from the opposite direction, sauntering carelessly, some intermittently whistling.

There were about a dozen of them.

Each of them held a baseball bat.

The leader, a man with a buzz cut, wore a thick gold chain that resembled a dog chain and had tattoos all over his arms.

These people clearly weren't up to any good.

"Are you Fang Yu?" the buzz-cut man squinted and asked.

Since it was a busy area, Fang Yu didn't want any trouble, so he asked, "What do you want with me?"

"Brothers, this is Fang Yu... Do I need to tell you what to do next?" the buzz-cut man said.

"Get him!"

The group swung their bats and charged at him like mad dogs.

Fang Yu was speechless; they didn't even give him a chance to talk.

Just as they were about to start hitting him, Fang Yu raised his hands in a pause gesture and said, "Wait!"

The men actually paused for a moment.

"You begging for mercy?"

"Guys, I know you want to beat me up... but at least you should tell me, why do you want to beat me?" Fang Yu asked.

The buzz-cut man sneered and said, "You offended someone you shouldn't have... Every debt has its debtor, that person gives money to avoid disaster, kid, you should be more careful about who you offend!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu pondered silently.

Director Du Changgong?

This was his first thought.

It could also be the Xiao Family, but the Xiao Family should know by now that he's the Iron Fist King. If they were smart, they wouldn't send some thugs to trouble him in the street.

"Heh."

Fang Yu chuckled.

"Motherf*cker, seeking death!"

The buzz-cut man snatched a bat from one of his brothers and was the first to charge over.

He swung the bat at Fang Yu's head; if this hit landed, his skull would definitely crack open. If not dead, he'd be crippled.

Fang Yu's eyes turned cold.

He's actually trying to kill me!

As the bat was still in the air—

Fang Yu didn't retreat but advanced instead.

He stepped forward, dodging to the side.

"Hey, you've got some skills. You're actually a trained fighter!" The buzz-cut man initially thought he would finish him with one strike, but seeing Fang Yu's maneuver, he got interested and grinned, "Brothers, what are you waiting for?"

"Go!"

A bunch of people attacked him together.

Fang Yu squinted his eyes, a cold smile crossing his lips.

Sadly, the opponents were too weak, not nearly matching his Fourth Layer Inner Essence.

At that moment—

Fang Yu moved.

Like a martial arts expert.

"Let me use one hand."

He placed his left hand behind his back and turned his right hand into a palm.

As a bat swung down, Fang Yu dodged again and moved along the stick, striking with a palm.

The man staggered backward, looking at Fang Yu incredulously.

Fang Yu squinted and said, "I haven't even used my strength yet. Don't be scared."

Seeing this, the buzz-cut man licked his lips and said, "Interesting... Brothers, don't hold back."

The group charged again.

Just then, Fang Yu moved again.

His form was like the wind, his speed like a shadow, weaving through the crowd.

Bang! One punch per person!

Those charging ruffians were scattered, stumbling to the sides, unable to even swing their bats.

But it wasn't over yet.

As the buzz-cut man stood there dumbfounded, Fang Yu was already in front of him.

He struck with a palm.

Immediately after—

The buzz-cut man suddenly felt a pain in his chest, looked down, and saw the palm right on him. Just when he thought he was fine—Fang Yu's palm swiftly turned into a fist!

Bang!

The buzz-cut man was sent flying.

Thud!

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth!

The buzz cut man and his brothers were shocked, then a look of fear appeared on their faces.

"What kind of kung fu is this?" The buzz cut man thought of the move where the palm turned into a fist, and he couldn't believe it at all. Wasn't that the kind of kung fu only seen on TV?

Fang Yu squinted and said, "Yong Chun—Ye Wen."

"—"

They were all dumbfounded, never expecting that the person they were dealing with had such impressive skills. Yong Chun Ye Wen, who would believe that? One thing for sure, Fang Yu could really fight!

Fang Yu dropped his stance, extended a finger, and wagged it from side to side, saying, "Too weak... still want to fight?"

The gangsters, frightened, took a step back.

Nobody dared to speak.

Fang Yu walked forward until he was right in front of the buzz cut man and said, "Taking people's money to alleviate their disasters, right?"

The buzz cut man trembled all over and said, "Big Brother... I was wrong! Truly wrong!"

"Where were you wrong?"

"I shouldn't have hit you, shouldn't have taken other people's money!" The buzz cut man was sweating profusely.

"That's more like it..." Fang Yu stood up straight and said indifferently, "What sort of times are we in to still engage in this thug behavior? Now—recite the socialist core values, and those who can't recite them won't be allowed to leave!"

"Ah—"

Fang Yu's expression darkened, and he shouted, "Hurry up!"

"Wealthy... powerful!"

"Demo... Democ, democracy."

"Civilization."

…

…

The 24 characters, most know a little, but to recite them all is damn hard... Normally, who even bothers remembering these, they can't even recognize all the characters.

Everyone looked troubled.

"Can't recite them, huh!" Fang Yu grinned.

"Big Brother... please let us go, we really know we were wrong!" The buzz cut man quickly knelt down to beg for mercy.

…

Fang Yu squinted, thought for a moment, and said, "Ah, who told me to be a good person... off you go."

"Thank... thank you, Big Brother!"

The buzz cut man got up and was about to run.

"Wait a second."

"Big Brother... what, what else do you want?" The buzz cut man felt distressed! What else could this ancestor possibly want, it wouldn't be to recite Tang or Song dynasty poems, right?

"Recently, your brother here is short on cash, lend me some money to spend, I'll pay you back later." Fang Yu said indifferently.

The buzz cut man was stunned, this... damn, wasn't this his own usual tactic of extortion?

So, he instantly understood what Fang Yu meant.

He quickly took out the money he had and placed it in front of Fang Yu.

"Is this it?"

The buzz cut man, frightened, also took off his gold watch.

"Big Brother, is this enough—"

Fang Yu gestured towards his neck with his mouth.

"Ah!"

The buzz cut man reluctantly took off his gold necklace, and before he could put it down, Fang Yu said, "Keep this fake stuff for yourself."

Fang Yu picked up the money and watch, and swaggered forward.

Leaving the buzz cut man holding the fake gold necklace, his face blank.

His brothers painfully got up.

Just as Fang Yu had left not too long ago, suddenly he turned around, giving them a fright—

"Tell Du Changgong not to mess with me, piss me off, and my next move won't be so light!"

…

Fang Yu used the "borrowed" money to buy a decent set of clothes. On the way back, remembering that today was the day to check Jiang Wei's injuries, he sent a message to Dr. Wu.

Wu Cunzhong couldn't wait for Fang Yu to stay close to Jiang Wei, and immediately approved.

On the way.

Fang Yu called Fan Tong.

"Fan Tong, any news on Ye Wenjun's location?"

"Bro Yu, I can confirm, no such person in Jiangzhou. I've also checked with people I know in Yanjing, and there's no news for now."

Hearing this, Fang Yu frowned.

"Keep looking."

"Okay."

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