City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 542 - 0543: Ruthlessly Stabbing into the Big Belly

Chapter 542: Chapter 0543: Ruthlessly Stabbing into the Big Belly

When Yu Jin saw his smartphone get crushed into a lump of scrap metal by Ye Qiu, and lying on the ground, suddenly he became fearful.

He had no idea that the young man before him had such strength. Yu Jin hurried towards the door, but before he even reached it, Ye Qiu was already there.

As Ye Qiu clutched Yu Jin’s neck and lifted him off the ground, throwing him viciously against the living room cabinet, Yu Jin felt as though all his bones had shattered upon hitting the cabinet and falling to the floor.

"Don’t, don’t come closer!"

Yu Jin suddenly became afraid.

The wealthier and more powerful, the older one gets, the more they fear death. Now that Yu Jin possessed all three, he was at his most afraid of dying. Ye Qiu approached him and kicked him hard in the belly.

"Ah!"

Yu Jin screamed in agony, rolling on the ground.

"To even think of laying hands on my woman, you really are courting death!"

Ye Qiu said coldly.

"I, I didn’t know, I really didn’t know."

Yu Jin could not believe to his dying breath that Shen Yueru was Ye Qiu’s woman.

However, now Ye Qiu was not about to let him off. He picked Yu Jin up from the ground and threw him viciously onto the sofa.

For Ye Qiu, as long as Yu Jin still had a breath in him, he couldn’t die, and moreover, he could come out of it unscathed.

This time, he wanted Yu Jin to feel a deep fear for him from the bottom of his heart.

Yu Jin landed on the couch, already in so much pain he couldn’t cry out. He hadn’t been tortured so brutally for a long time, always well-served by women instead.

Now Ye Qiu treated him like a toy, throwing him around inside.

And that was not all. Ye Qiu picked up the wine bottle he’d been drinking from earlier and smashed it over Yu Jin’s head.

The bottle didn’t break, but blood flowed from Yu Jin’s head. The blood streamed from his bald head, and Yu Jin almost passed out from the pain.

Ye Qiu poured the remaining wine over his face, and as Yu Jin opened his eyes and woke up, he couldn’t tell if the liquid on his face was blood from his head, the red wine, or perhaps a mix of both.

"Please, let me go!"

Yu Jin begged for mercy.

It had been a long time since he had begged anyone. It was always others begging him.

But Ye Qiu wasn’t paying any attention at all. He picked up the wine bottle and smashed it hard against Yu Jin’s head once more. When Yu Jin’s head kept bleeding and he felt like he was going to faint from a concussion, Ye Qiu stopped and grabbed his neck again, throwing him against the cabinet.

Yu Jin lay on the ground, his body devoid of strength, his head, face, and neck sticky and bloodstained, likely a mixture of the blood from his head and the wine he had been drinking.

However, for Yu Jin, this was just the beginning.

When Ye Qiu had come in, he had seen a sharp fruit knife on the living room table, provided by the hotel for guests to peel fruit.

Ye Qiu didn’t need to peel fruit. He picked up the sharp knife and walked over to Yu Jin.

Yu Jin was still somewhat lucid, although his vision was blurring. But when he saw Ye Qiu coming toward him with that sharp knife, Yu Jin thought Ye Qiu was going to kill him!

"No, don’t kill me!"

"Kill you? That would be letting you off easy!"

When Yu Jin heard this, he was even more terrified. He tried to back away desperately, but his bulky body was immobile; he could only lie there and watch as Ye Qiu came closer step by step.

Lust is like a knife hanging over one’s head. Only now did Yu Jin realize that he really shouldn’t have been greedy for Shen Yueru’s charms, attracting such a madman.

Now, as death loomed, Yujin couldn’t understand why, filled with extreme fear and dread.

Ye Qiu approached him, revealing a cold smile, and stabbed directly into the other’s thigh. Then he pulled the knife out.

"Pain!"

"So painful!"

Then a stream of hot blood spurted out like a geyser, staining the bathrobe red.

The blood did not stop flowing, still steaming hot. Yujin watched in horror as Ye Qiu viciously stabbed his thigh again and then pulled the knife out.

Yujin almost fainted.

But Ye Qiu wasn’t about to let him faint that easily. He dragged him into the bathroom and threw him into the bathtub. When Yujin came to, he saw his thigh still bleeding profusely, the blood dyeing the water in the bathtub red!

"Let, let me go, I won’t dare again!"

Yujin begged desperately.

However, what frightened Yujin even more was that Ye Qiu took the sharp fruit knife and plunged it viciously into his chest.

"Puchi!"

The sound was like stabbing into a watermelon, airy. Yujin’s bloated belly, once stabbed, released all that oily substance, but when the knife was pulled out, blood and fluids flowed from the wound.

Yujin nearly fainted to death!

He felt that Ye Qiu really wanted to kill him!

But Ye Qiu didn’t let him faint, tossing him into the tub again. When he woke up, he saw Ye Qiu stabbing his chest viciously once more, then pulling the knife out, causing the blood to spray again.

Yujin believed that tonight he was surely a dead man!

Ye Qiu stabbed him several times in the chest, none of which were fatal, but they were the most terrifying for Yujin.

And each time, he let him wake up to see the blood-stained fruit knife being plunged in viciously, then pulled out.

Several times, just when Yujin felt like he was dying, Ye Qiu revived him and then stabbed him fiercely again.

Finally, Ye Qiu’s hands became somewhat numb, and he threw Yujin down beneath the bathtub.

"How does it feel?"

Ye Qiu asked.

"You, you are a devil!"

Yujin pointed at Ye Qiu and said.

That afternoon, he had looked down on this young man dressed so plainly, but now, in his heart, Ye Qiu was a devil, one that might give him nightmares forever.

Ye Qiu picked him up again and dragged him out like a dead dog.

Once outside, Ye Qiu fiercely threw him at the television set.

The sixty-five-inch LCD TV in the living room shattered with a crack as Yujin’s obese body smashed into it. As he rolled off, he had already fainted.

Yujin thought he had died, feeling blood all over his body. However, when he opened his eyes, he found Ye Qiu pouring red wine over his head.

The wine, mixed with the blood from his wounds, made him feel sticky all over.

But to Yujin’s surprise, he was not dead.