City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 168 - 168 169 Electric Scooter vs

168: Chapter 169: Electric Scooter vs.

Motorcycle 168: Chapter 169: Electric Scooter vs.

Motorcycle Ye Qiu’s little electric scooter had a top speed of only forty kilometers per hour, but Liu Dazhuang and his gang’s modified motorcycles could reach speeds of up to two hundred kilometers per hour.

Now, Ye Qiu was just tens of meters away from these punks, but he had already pushed his scooter to its max speed.

The punks similarly accelerated to around sixty or seventy kilometers per hour.

They believed that with just a light bump from their motorcycles, Ye Qiu would go flying off his scooter.

Amid the jeering of the punks, a motorcycle already revved up and sped towards Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu naturally dodged.

Even if he got hit, he would still worry about Liu Lingxiu behind him getting hurt.

Seeing the motorcycle accelerating towards them at a short distance, Liu Lingxiu, who tightly clung to Ye Qiu, looked very scared.

As she closed her eyes, she thought that no matter what, she had to stay with Ye Qiu.

The motorcycle that charged head-on towards Ye Qiu missed as he swerved aside.

When it passed within less than twenty centimeters of Ye Qiu, he gripped his scooter’s handlebars and rammed into the motorcycle.

The motorcycle, struck by Ye Qiu’s scooter’s front, flew off with great force, and the punk riding it crashed hard to the ground.

Falling to the ground with a painful scream, though not knocked unconscious, his hands and feet were scraped and bleeding.

Liu Dazhuang, seeing Ye Qiu being so fierce, smirked even wider and said to a nearby punk, “As long as you don’t hurt that pretty girl next to him, you can kill this kid for all I care.”

With the lesson learned from the previous punk, the remaining punks pulled out long iron rods or fruit knives from their motorcycles and then sped towards Ye Qiu’s scooter with ferocity.

Ye Qiu was very familiar with his scooter.

After sending the previous punk flying, he had already stopped on the road with one foot on the ground, watching the three motorcycles accelerating towards him now.

Moreover, each motorcycle had an additional punk sitting behind the rider.

The three punks wielded iron rods or sharp fruit knives, intending to slash Ye Qiu even if they couldn’t knock him down with their bikes.

This time, seeing the punks being so ferocious, Liu Lingxiu grew really fearful.

However, thinking of Ye Qiu quickly calmed her down.

She just hugged Ye Qiu’s back tightly, trusting that he would protect her.

“Kill this bastard!”

A punk with a vicious smile accelerated even more.

As he got close to Ye Qiu, another punk sitting behind him swung a half-meter-long hollow iron rod towards Ye Qiu’s head, yet Ye Qiu’s expression remained unchanged.

However, Liu Lingxiu was genuinely scared.

Onlookers, even Zhang Xiaofei, thought Ye Qiu was done for this time.

They imagined his head would be smashed like a watermelon by the iron rod, leaving him with a bloody head, possibly even brain matter spilled out.

But soon, to their surprise, Ye Qiu not only didn’t dodge but instead moved closer to the motorcycle.

As the punk swung the iron rod fiercely, Ye Qiu reached out and grabbed the rod, holding it firmly.

The punk riding the motorcycle and the one behind him were both stunned for a moment.

Before they could react, Ye Qiu yanked hard, pulling the punk holding the iron rod off the motorcycle and seizing the rod in his hand.

Liu Dazhuang watched in disbelief, shocked.

He couldn’t understand how this seemingly unassuming young man possessed such immense strength and quick reflexes.

What surprised him even more next was Ye Qiu, holding the scooter handle with one hand and the iron rod with the other.

When the punk he had dragged off the motorcycle tried to get up from the ground, Ye Qiu mercilessly struck down on his shoulder.

Now that Ye Qiu was in the early stage of the Qi Refinement Realm and had three times the strength of an ordinary adult, a strike from him was like being hit by the combined force of three adults.

“Crack!”

“Ah!”

The sound of the punk’s shoulder breaking and his scream.

The pain!

It was excruciating.

The punk passed out from the pain, and seeing this ruthless blow reminded Zhang Xiaofei of the incident outside the porridge and noodle shop that night, making him fearful again.

Just as the punk riding the motorcycle was about to flee, Ye Qiu chased after him on his scooter with one hand, accelerating and jamming the iron rod into the motorcycle’s rear wheel.

The rapidly spinning wheel suddenly stopped, causing the punk and the motorcycle to flip and crash far down the road, finally coming to a halt with the punk’s head bleeding.

Liu Lingxiu, sitting behind Ye Qiu on the scooter, didn’t see this thrilling scene but noticed she was safe and Ye Qiu was safe as well, feeling relieved.

Liu Dazhuang, watching all this, couldn’t believe that his three lackeys, despite their clear advantage, were taken down so effortlessly by Ye Qiu.

It seemed he had underestimated this young man, which explained why Zhang Xiaofei and his lackeys got beaten up by him last time.

“Interesting!”

said Liu Dazhuang.

“What are you waiting for?

Get him!”

Liu Dazhuang shouted at the remaining punks who were just watching.

The other four punks, riding their modified motorcycles, surrounded Ye Qiu’s scooter from the front, back, left, and right, each with a punk sitting behind them wielding iron rods, pipes, or fruit knives.

Now they surrounded Ye Qiu from all sides, convinced there was no way for him to escape.

Ye Qiu kept one foot on the ground, not retreating.

He only asked Liu Lingxiu to hold him tight, his eyes scanning the four approaching motorcycles.

“Vroom vroom vroom!”

The four motorcycles revved up, their modified exhaust pipes billowing black smoke as they reached speeds of over eighty kilometers per hour.

Just a slight bump would cause Ye Qiu and Liu Lingxiu to fly off their scooter.

Of course, they didn’t plan to ram Ye Qiu directly but to handle him the same way just as Ye Qiu had done to their comrades.

As they accelerated towards Ye Qiu from a short distance, they quickly closed in on his scooter.

Ye Qiu, gripping his scooter’s handlebars with one hand and holding the iron rod with the other, didn’t dodge but instead rushed towards one of the motorcycles.

When the motorcycle was within two meters of Ye Qiu, he kept his scooter’s speed, darted within half a meter, and fiercely struck the rider with the iron rod.

The punk sitting behind tried to block with his iron rod but didn’t reach in time.

Ye Qiu’s rod struck the rider’s hand, then swept across the back of the punk behind.

The rider, feeling excruciating pain like a bone being pierced, lost his grip on the motorcycle, causing both the bike and himself to crash into the roadside greenery, landing with another scream and passing out.