Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 62: Revenge

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Revenge

After Aunt Shen left, Su Luo had no interest in cultivating anymore and decided to go out for a walk!

After all, cultivation also requires the right state of mind.

If he forced himself to start cultivating in his current state of burning desire, unable to calm his mind, he would likely run into trouble.

As for handling it himself in the bathroom?

If it were the past, Su Luo might have been willing to do so; but ever since he spent one night with Aunt Shen, Su Luo had sworn never to use his own hands to take care of it again.

He wiped the nosebleed and left the bar directly.

Outside, Su Luo went to a nearby food stall, had a big meal, and not only filled his stomach but also suppressed the fiendish heat within his body with good food.

However, just as Su Luo was about to pay and leave, a sleazy man nearby noticed him and quickly took out his phone to make a call, "Brother Hu, I saw the guy who screwed me over on the bus last time and got me shoveled into the public security bureau for a few days. He’s heading in the direction of the KTV. If you bring your men out, you can catch him just in time."

After calling for people, the sleazy man followed behind Su Luo.

"There’s a saying, ’After a full belly, one’s thoughts turn to desire.’ It’s really true. After eating and drinking, my thoughts turn to Aunt Shen, and I’m getting restless again!"

Su Luo sighed.

He felt that perhaps because he had recently enjoyed the company of a woman and experienced Aunt Shen’s charm, he had developed a taste for it; but it was difficult to "continue the affair" for the time being. Plus, as a young man full of vigor, it was inevitable for him to have such thoughts.

"I need to distract myself, or else I’ll end up suffocating."

Su Luo gave a wry smile.

At that moment, he had a sensation and suddenly turned his head to look, his brows furrowing, "Is it you?"

He realized that someone had been following him all along—not just anyone, but the very sleazy man who had groped Lin Ruoxi on the bus and caused her to misunderstand him.

The sleazy man gnashed his teeth, "Kid, the last time you dared to make me look bad on the bus, this time, you’re dead for sure!"

"Just you?" Su Luo laughed.

Leaving aside the fact that he was a cultivator, just looking at the sleazy man—who was not only sleazy looking but also skinny—didn’t seem like someone who could fight. Under normal circumstances, he probably couldn’t even beat an average adult.

"Of course it’s not just me," the sleazy man sneered.

Then, he gestured towards Su Luo’s back and pointed at him, "Brother Hu, that’s the one!"

Su Luo looked and saw a group of men in black rushing out from a KTV called "Royal No.1."

The one in the lead was bald.

"Kid, you’re the one who messed with my brother, right?" Brother Hu pointed at Su Luo, cursing.

Su Luo’s eyes narrowed slightly, "I’d advise you to speak nicely and not point your fingers at me."

"Heh, this kid’s pretty feisty. Seems like he won’t learn his lesson until we beat it into him," Brother Hu sneered.

As for whether he considered if he could not afford to provoke Su Luo? That was not even within his consideration.

After all, if Su Luo were some important figure, or had a powerful background, he wouldn’t be riding a public bus in the first place.

Instantly, more than a dozen of Brother Hu’s underlings rushed out and surrounded Su Luo.

"You’ve come at just the right time," Su Luo said, not angry but amused. He had been holding back an evil fire with nowhere to vent.

However, Brother Hu didn’t order his men to attack right away; instead, he looked at Su Luo with a cold smile, "You’re pretty composed. Since that’s the case, do you dare to follow us into the KTV and have a little spar inside?"

After all, they were beside a busy street, surrounded by surveillance cameras. If they beat Su Luo in the street, they could run into trouble. If they could take Su Luo inside the KTV and handle him there, it would be much better.

"No problem," Su Luo nodded, walking towards Royal No.1 KTV on his own initiative.

"This kid’s got guts," Brother Hu sneered.

"Brother Hu, you have to teach him a harsh lesson for me, to avenge your little brother," the sleazy man was no good at fighting and could only hope Brother Hu would take care of it.

"Don’t worry," Brother Hu patted the sleazy man and led his men directly into Royal No.1 KTV.

They arrived at a very spacious and luxurious private room.

Su Luo sat on the sofa and looked at Brother Hu and his entourage, asking indifferently, "So, tell me, how do you want to ’spar’?"

Brother Hu’s group stood to the side, while it was Su Luo who was seated, appearing as if he was the leader of this gang.

This immediately darkened Brother Hu’s expression.

"Coming into my place and still daring to be so arrogant, you really are the first," Brother Hu snorted coldly.

Then, he ordered, "Beat him, if he gets crippled, I’ll take the blame!"

After speaking, he turned and left the room. The sleazy man immediately followed, closing the door behind them.

"Brother Hu, have a smoke!"

The sleazy man dug out a cigarette, handed it to Brother Hu, and lit it for him.

Brother Hu took a deep drag and cursed, "I haven’t seen someone this arrogant in a long time."

Meanwhile.

Screams continued to come from the luxurious private room behind them.

This excited the sleazy man, "Brother Hu, after the brothers clean him up, can I go in and kick him a few more times, no problem right?"

However, Brother Hu didn’t respond, instead frowning.

Logically, the screams should have been coming from Su Luo, but why did it sound like there were many people wailing in agony?

Could it be?

A frightening thought suddenly popped into Brother Hu’s mind.

He crushes out the cigarette butt on the ground, turns around, opens the door to the private room, and walks in.

Then, he saw the black-clothed men lying all over the floor, curled up, and crying out in pain.

In contrast to Su Luo...

He was still sitting on the sofa, leisurely pouring himself another glass of wine.

"You..."

Brother Hu’s face suddenly changed.

Just then, a bottle of wine broke through the air and flew towards them.

Brother Hu, quick to react, immediately dodged.

But the wine bottle wasn’t meant for him in the first place; it smashed squarely onto the sleazy man’s head.

The bottle exploded.

The sleazy man let out a scream as his head was cracked open. The wine mixed with blood, covering his face and body.

Amidst his screams, the sleazy man collapsed to the ground, his face twisted in agony.

Shocked, Brother Hu instantly tried to leave the room.

"Did I say you could leave?"

As Su Luo’s voice rang out, a die suddenly flew past, like a bullet, grazing his face and punching a bullet-sized hole in the door of the private room.

Brother Hu’s body froze instantly; his scalp tingled, and his back turned cold.

It’s over!

He knew, this time, he had kicked an iron plate!

This young man was actually a... Martial Artist!

At this moment, Brother Hu cursed the sleazy man’s ancestors in his heart.

"This... Sir, it, it’s all a misunderstanding..."

Brother Hu didn’t dare try to escape, for fear another die would fly and penetrate his skull. He hurriedly turned around to face Su Luo, his face wearing a forced smile.