Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 102 Have you ever played the jumping machine?

Chapter 102: Chapter 102 Have you ever played the jumping machine?

In a corridor left in disarray.

All the doors of the other hospital rooms were tightly shut.

"You bitch, are you looking for death? You even dare to mess with Laozi!"

Zhu Tiangang, wiping apple flesh off his face.

He couldn’t believe that someone in Jiangning would dare to cross him.

"I smashed it just for you, you dog! All you do is bully the helpless. If you’re so capable, come at me!"

Yang Linglong, with her hands on her hips, scornfully looked at the man.

Even facing a dozen burly men, she didn’t panic at all.

As long as Lin Fan stood behind her, she feared nothing.

"You think just because you’re pretty, I won’t hit you?"

Zhu Tiangang licked his lips.

Eyeing the varied figure of Yang Linglong before him.

This tall figure, voluptuous and fiery.

And that enchanting face was exceptional.

"If you’ve got the guts, come at me!"

Yang Linglong stuck out her tongue and threw a few more apples.

This time, however, Zhu Tiangang, ready for her, threw a punch immediately.

"Smack!"

The fist and apples exploded in mid-air.

As one of the four great golden masters of ancient times.

His fists certainly had real skill.

"You little bitch, you thought Laozi’s fists were fake!"

He reached out to stop his men, who were preparing to rush forward.

In Zhu Tiangang’s eyes, Yang Linglong was like a lamb to the slaughter.

Such a girl obviously couldn’t harm him.

So, of course, he had to make a move himself.

"Big deal, you have a fist! All you do is bully the weak, aren’t you ashamed!"

Yang Linglong disdainfully picked up an apple from the ground.

And kept pelting the approaching Zhu Tiangang with them.

"Smack smack smack..."

But as one apple after another was smashed.

The corpulent Zhu Tiangang had already gotten close to Yang Linglong.

"Little beauty, today, not only will I show you the might of my iron fist, but I’ll also show you how great Laozi’s stick is!"

Just as he was about to pounce on Yang Linglong, lost in his fervor.

A dark shadow suddenly shot towards him.

Zhu Tiangang, without suspicion, instinctively threw a punch in response.

But just as his fist made contact, he realized.

It wasn’t an apple coming at him.

But a durian.

"Splurt!"

"Argh!"

Blood splattered, cries of pain echoed.

Zhu Tiangang, clutching his bloodied right arm, staggered several steps back.

It was only then that he noticed Lin Fan standing behind Yang Linglong,

The durian had come from him.

"You... you son of a bitch... ambushing me..."

The pain combined with anger almost made Zhu Tiangang’s eyes bleed.

His fist was now misshapen, and his fingers were twisted and broken.

"Your own iron fist can’t even crack a durian; has your iron rusted?"

Lin Fan, with a mischievous smile, stepped on the durian that had bounced back.

This was something Yang Linglong had insisted be added right at the entrance.

Little did he know, it turned into a lethal weapon.

"You bastard, daring to ambush my boss..."

Seeing Zhu Tiangang at a disadvantage, his underlings suddenly rushed forward.

But before the bespectacled man could finish speaking, a strong wind blew through.

"Splurt!"

The durian, kicked into the air, carrying a gust of wind,

Smashed violently onto his head.

The nearly 120-pound skinny guy fell flat on the ground.

His face covered in blood, he couldn’t even cry out in pain before he passed out.

"This thing is really hard, isn’t it unripe?"

Catching the bouncing durian again,

Lin Fan looked at the group of underlings behind him with a smile.

The narrow, long corridor was definitely a great place.

Just this durian was enough to take care of them all.

"What the hell are you looking at... scared of a durian, you don’t have knives?"

Watching his useless men, Zhu Tiangang yelled furiously.

Reminded by this, they finally snapped to their senses.

One by one, they pulled out all sorts of flick knives from their belts.

Rushed towards Lin Fan.

"My great hero, keep it up!"

Yang Linglong directly went behind Lin Fan, smiling slightly as she raised her fist.

He was, after all, the mighty Wolf King.

For such small fry, it was simply an overkill.

Therefore, she wasn’t worried about Lin Fan’s safety at all.

"Didn’t we agree not to mention it?"

Lin Fan’s mouth twisted into a wicked smile as he kicked a durian.

The durian, which had already injured two people, whistled out once more.

It smashed directly into the crowd.

"Watch out!"

Fortunately, the group was prepared.

They scattered to the left and right.

Although it was a close call, they still managed to escape the disaster.

But Zhu Tiangang, who was still directing at the back, hadn’t expected this scene.

"Puh!"

The durian, covered in blood, struck right at his chest.

The tremendous impact knocked him to the ground.

His chest was a bloody mess.

"Now that you’ve got nothing left, let’s see what you’ll do!"

The subordinates who had escaped the ordeal rushed forward, clutching knives.

In their view, the narrow corridor restricted movement.

Moreover, holding sharp blades in their hands made them seemingly invincible.

With so many people, they were ready to stab him into a honeycomb.

"Aren’t you just delivering yourselves?"

Lin Fan grabbed a man’s wrist with precision.

With a slight exertion of his formidable grip, the man screamed in pain.

The butterfly knife in his hand was directly seized by Lin Fan.

He then kicked the man in the chest, sending him flying.

"When I was playing with knives, you kids were still in your dad’s belly. Playing this with me? I’ll show you what knife play really is!"

Lin Fan’s right hand swayed back and forth.

The butterfly knife flickered so fast that it could barely be seen, only heard.

Such skill frightened the dozen people, instilling fear in their hearts.

But now, with their leader smashed like this with a durian.

Not taking action would only lead to worse outcomes.

So they could only grit their teeth and charge forward.

What followed, however,

was merely a one-sided massacre.

"Puh, puh, puh..."

Blood splattered as Lin Fan stood like a god of slaughter.

Towering above everyone else.

The terrifying killing intent and his cool silhouette made Yang Linglong’s heart race wildly.

The two butterfly knives in his hands appeared like propellers,

eliminating every obstructer.

Moreover, Lin Fan’s strikes were absolutely precise,

each one severing limbs.

In an instant, moans echoed through the corridor.

"Finish him... finish him... kill him, leave no survivors," said Zhu Tiangang,

lying face-up at the entrance of the ward.

He was now unable to stand.

He could only lie there, commanding loudly.

"Who are you trying to kill?"

But suddenly, Lin Fan’s voice came right next to his ear.

Instinctively looking up, a terrifying face appeared right in front of him.

Zhu Tiangang, who thought he would surely win, stared at Lin Fan in horror.

"You... how can you be like this!"

"Who lets your men be so useless, only knowing how to lie on the ground and play dead?"

Lin Fan said with a smile, squatting down.

"Don’t mess around... I belong to the renown Laozi... if you touch me... my boss won’t let you off..."

Zhu Tiangang looked frantic,

hastily mentioning his boss’s background.

"Don’t worry, I’m such a kind person, how could I be so violent? I just want to invite you to play a game," Lin Fan said with a harmless smile.

At the same time, he grabbed Zhu Tiangang by the collar.

"What game?"

Zhu Tiangang looked at Lin Fan in terror,

but before he could finish speaking, he seemed to already know the answer.

"Elevator Drop!"