Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 483 - 484: Reality is Crueler than Ideals

Chapter 483: Chapter 484: Reality is Crueler than Ideals

Song Xiaodong recounted the incident, and Miao Xuanxuan immediately slammed the table in anger, saying, "What a bastard, to harass Su’er in broad daylight like that, such scum should be killed."

Miao Qingqing also said with a stern face, "Exactly, such people are indeed despicable. Su’er, you don’t have to be afraid. Just dine here, and I want to see who dares to be so bold."

Lin Su’er hurriedly said, "Then we will be disturbing you during your meal, Sister Qingqing."

Miao Qingqing said, "What’s the big deal? We are so familiar with each other, what’s wrong with having a meal together? Everyone, come over and sit."

At Song Xiaodong’s table, which was originally a ten-person table, there were only five people, including Song Xiaodong. Now, with the addition of Lin Su’er and her four friends, it was just full.

Song Xiaodong then called the waiter over to add a few more dishes.

Lin Su’er was okay, but the friends she brought were quite restrained. To them, Miao Qingqing was an absolute big shot. Normally, they would hardly even get the chance to see her, let alone contact her. Now, being able to dine with Miao Qingqing was already something they could go back and brag about.

For a moment, Yao Juan even forgot the incident she had encountered and focused on enjoying the feeling of dining with a billionaire.

About twenty minutes later, the private room door was suddenly pushed open, and seven or eight men rushed in, led by Zhao Lin and Wang Xuejun.

"Fuck, kid, you really have the guts to wait here, oh..." Zhao Lin swore as he first saw Song Xiaodong, but paused immediately upon seeing the people next to Song Xiaodong.

Sitting next to Song Xiaodong were Miao Qingqing and Xiao Yingying, both absolutely stunning beauties, and also Song Xiaoru and Miao Xuanxuan, who were equally beautiful. The sight of these four beauties upon entering was a strong shock for any man.

"You really dared to come, huh?" Song Xiaodong sneered coldly.

"Kid, you fucking hit me, and you think that settles it? You’re really underestimating me. Now kneel down and knock your head on the ground three times. Then I’ll think about how to deal with you; otherwise, I’ll kill you right here."

"Alright, I’d like to see how you’re going to kill me." Song Xiaodong sat confidently with his legs spread wide, his arms outstretched and draped over the shoulders of Miao Qingqing and Xiao Yingying.

This manner was extremely arrogant and domineering, especially with a beautiful woman under each arm, giving off a truly imperial aura.

Usually, if Song Xiaodong behaved like this in front of others, Miao Qingqing would have already shaken off his arm and given him a big eye roll, but under the present circumstances, she had to cooperate with Song Xiaodong and could not afford to undermine her man’s dignity.

Zhao Lin angrily said, "Fuck, kid, you really know how to put on an act. You’re just a doctor, and still you act all high and mighty. People who don’t know better might think you’re some rich second-generation tycoon."

This was also influenced by what Yao Juan said in the restroom, giving Zhao Lin a biased notion. Otherwise, just by the fact that Song Xiaodong was dining here surrounded by lovely ladies, they would have considered his status more carefully.

"So what if I am a doctor?"

Zhao Lin snorted and said, "I won’t waste words on you, you hit me, and now there has to be an explanation for this. Don’t blame me for not giving you a way out, give me five hundred thousand, and I’ll let you go."

Song Xiaodong’s face darkened, and he stood up and walked towards Zhao Lin, saying, "You harassed my friend, give me five hundred thousand, and I still won’t let you go."

The few girls with Yao Juan all turned pale; even though they admired Song Xiaodong’s medical skills, facing such a situation, how could a doctor contend with so many people?

Miao Qingqing and the others remained calm, even looking somewhat amused. They all knew that Song Xiaodong could fight; people like Zhao Lin, drained by indulgence, were no match for him, let alone the petty thugs.

Zhao Lin’s face darkened as thoughts swirled in his mind. He was quite smitten with the beautiful women present; just getting one of them would be ecstatic, not to mention the thrill of having two at once, which would be a fantasy come true, not even the Emperor would refuse that.

However, these beauties were clearly not easy targets, but if he could take down Song Xiaodong, give him a severe beating, and then use him to threaten the women, there might be a chance.

Having made up his mind, Zhao Lin shouted, "Kid, you hit me, so today I’ll hit back. Brothers, let’s get him."

All these men were Zhao Lin’s fair-weather friends; they rarely fought, but fueled by alcohol and seeing only one opponent, the fight was favorable and fun, demonstrating their loyalty.

Song Xiaodong chuckled coldly, his fists and feet flew, and in just a few moves, he had knocked the rest to the ground. Finally, grabbing Zhao Lin by the collar, he delivered a dozen hard slaps.

Song Xiaodong found the brawl bland and thus ended it swiftly without wasting much time on them.

Miao Qingqing and her friends also found it boring; such people were hardly a match for Song Xiaodong, making the beating uninteresting.

Lin Su’er and her friends were dumbfounded. Six or seven men were taken down single-handedly by Song Xiaodong. What exactly did Doctor Song do? How could he be so formidable!

Stars filled their eyes at what they had witnessed. If it weren’t for Song Xiaodong having a girlfriend like Miao Qingqing, they would have thrown themselves at him, even for just a one-night stand, they were willing.

"You... you..." As soon as Song Xiaodong released Zhao Lin’s collar, Zhao Lin collapsed onto the ground, his face swelling up instantly. Pointing at Song Xiaodong, he was in too much pain to speak.

The slaps Song Xiaodong delivered were technically skilled; they might not have been overly heavy, nor did they knock out any teeth, but each one painfully burrowed into Zhao Lin’s core, feeling worse than losing two teeth.

"Kid, you dare hit me, I won’t let you get away with it, just you wait." Finally catching his breath, Zhao Lin picked up his phone, dialed a number quickly, and called out, "Brother Qing, I was beaten up in your place, come help me settle this, bring more people, I’m in Dongmei Hall!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Lin’s expression turned vicious as he snarled, "Kid, you’re dead, you’re really dead this time."

End of Wugeng