Overbearing Immortal Doctor
Chapter 272 - 272 272 Is it Superman

272: Chapter 272: Is it Superman?

272: Chapter 272: Is it Superman?

The bottle shattered with a crisp sound, breaking into countless pieces and scattering across the floor, drawing Brother Bin and his gang’s attention.

The little punk who got hit was holding his blood-gushing head, squatting on the ground, crying and shouting uncontrollably.

Seeing his man being attacked, Brother Bin hurriedly rushed over with his people, glanced at his subordinate squatting on the ground, and anger welled up in his chest.

Motherfucker!

Daring to beat up my guy right in front of me, you must have a death wish!

You should know the rule of beating the dog, you gotta mind the owner!

“Kid!

You got guts… you really got guts!

Daring to hit my man, I’ll make sure you leave here lying down, believe it or not?” Brother Bin shouted furiously.

Sitting on the sofa, An Man and Zhu Ying were instantly terrified by his fierce demeanor!

Oh my god!

Is Wu Xiaoyu nuts?

If he’s suicidal, that’s fine, but why drag me down with him?

Jiacheng County is nothing like the city.

I’m all alone here, weak and isolated.

Am I really going to get beaten up by these bastards?

After cursing, Brother Bin saw that the person was still unmoved, standing calmly, causing his anger to further intensify.

Alright!

Kid, are you looking down on me?

Do you think I wouldn’t dare take action?

“Give me the baseball bat!” Brother Bin shouted at Huang Mao beside him.

But Huang Mao didn’t respond; instead, he looked at Wu Xiaoyu, trembling with shock and fear.

Seeing Huang Mao spaced out, Brother Bin yanked the baseball bat from his hand and was about to smash it on Wu Xiaoyu’s head when Huang Mao stopped him.

Huang Mao, feeling slightly more composed after stopping Brother Bin, smiled obsequiously at Wu Xiaoyu and pulled Brother Bin aside, whispering:

“Brother… Brother Bin, this kid is the one who beat us last time!

Even when we were five or six, we couldn’t touch him!”

“I suspect he might be some boxing champion.

Maybe… maybe we should let this go?”

Last time, Brother Bin had Huang Mao and others help Hu Ba teach a lesson to a kid named Wu Xiaoyu, but not only did they fail to hurt him, his men returned bruised and battered.

Brother Bin concluded that this Wu Xiaoyu must be well-trained, so he adopted a respectful distance, avoiding provoking him.

However, today they accidentally met at Supreme KTV and became enemies.

If Brother Bin didn’t take action, he would not only lose face, but his credibility in front of his brothers would greatly diminish.

After much consideration, Brother Bin still held the baseball bat and approached Wu Xiaoyu, saying, “Kid, I’m giving you two choices.”

“First, apologize to my brother and get lost.

The second choice, you get beaten up by my dozen brothers and then thrown out!”

Curled up on the sofa, An Man saw that the thug only intended to ask Wu Xiaoyu to apologize and then let him go, feeling very puzzled.

Could it be that this thug is also bluffing?

They have so many people; why don’t they just beat Wu Xiaoyu directly instead of talking so much?

Wu Xiaoyu looked up at Brother Bin and laughed, “I choose the third option: beat you all up, then finish singing and leave!”

Brother Bin, seeing his audacity, was at a loss.

He shouted to his brothers around him, “Get him!

Let’s kill him together!”

The punks around him hadn’t seen Wu Xiaoyu before and didn’t know his prowess.

Upon hearing this, they rushed to gang up on Wu Xiaoyu.

Seeing them rushing forward, Wu Xiaoyu didn’t dodge.

He grabbed an unopened beer bottle and charged towards them.

A dozen punks surrounded Wu Xiaoyu, wielding various weapons and attacking him, but he dodged them one by one.

Each time Wu Xiaoyu dodged an attack, he smashed the beer bottle on the attacker’s head.

Within a minute, over ten people were all down, writhing in pain.

Brother Bin, seeing Wu Xiaoyu’s remarkable skill, was dumbfounded, his baseball bat slipping from his hand, making a crisp sound as it hit the ground.

“What’s the matter, Brother Bin?

Weren’t you going to throw me out?

Do it then?” Wu Xiaoyu coldly asked, standing before Brother Bin.

His cold gaze was like a death stare to Brother Bin, causing him to shiver, stammering, “I… I… I’m sorry…”

An Man and Zhu Ying, witnessing Wu Xiaoyu flatten all the punks in an instant and seeing even the gang leader begging for mercy, were equally astounded.

Who… exactly is this guy?

Moments ago, he looked like a shabby bumpkin, but now why does he seem so alluring?

I even feel an urge to get close to him, to possess him.

What’s wrong with me?

Why do I feel so ashamed the more I think about it?

Brother Bin, who dropped out of school in his teens, had been experiencing the brutal side of society for years, encountering various people.

He had seen numerous wealthy merchants, holding significant power and control over life and death, like Mr.

Guan.

But he had never seen someone who could look down on the world, instilling fear and making hearts tremble, especially a young man in his twenties.

If he was merely skilled, Brother Bin would fear him and maybe escape, seeking revenge later.

But now his intimidating gaze, his imposing manner, clearly belonged to someone in a high position.

A young man in his twenties couldn’t be a major tycoon, so this aura must be innate.

He’s probably a second-generation official or a second-generation rich kid?

While Brother Bin also had dozens under him, they mostly just intimidated ordinary folks.

Faced with those in power, he too would have to bow down and call them daddy.

Wu Xiaoyu saw him apologizing, pressing the beer bottle against his shoulder, coldly asking, “Apologizing?

What exactly are you apologizing for?”

Brother Bin glanced covertly at Wu Xiaoyu but saw no emotion, replying tentatively, “I… I shouldn’t have beaten your man?”

Wen Rui only had a fleeting encounter with Wu Xiaoyu; his life or death meant nothing to Wu Xiaoyu, who was naturally indifferent.

“Think harder!” Wu Xiaoyu raised an eyebrow, showing slight displeasure.

Seeing Wu Xiaoyu’s discontent, Brother Bin grew more fearful, rubbing his hands nervously as realization dawned:

“I… I shouldn’t have disturbed you, nor should I have disturbed your friends!

I was wrong, I have sinned!

Please spare me?”

Wu Xiaoyu shook his head, still pressing the beer bottle against his shoulder, saying, “No, that’s not it!

Think again…”

Standing at the door, Wu Kai had been speechless after witnessing Wu Xiaoyu knock down over a dozen punks in an instant.

Now, seeing the fierce Brother Bin acting like a scared child in front of Wu Xiaoyu, Wu Kai was even more awe-struck, confused about what to do next.

Who… who exactly is this Wu Xiaoyu?

How could he deal with so many punks at once?

He’s just a country bumpkin; could he have trained in martial arts or boxing?

It doesn’t add up!

Even a fighter champion couldn’t knock down so many people instantly!

And this so-called Brother Bin, wasn’t he quite formidable earlier?

How come he chickened out without even fighting Wu Xiaoyu?

Can someone like him still be the boss?

While Wu Kai was puzzled, a faint voice called out from outside the room: “Help… help…”