Rural Doctor Enters the City: Whoever Touches My Wife, I’ll Take Them Down!
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345: 345 345: 345 Hearing this voice, Hou Baoguo’s expression was ice-cold.

“Jia Songshan, perfect timing,” he said.

“Today, I am going to thoroughly teach this beast a lesson,” he declared.

With that, Hou Baoguo strode out.

At this moment, in the living room, a man in his thirties wearing a sharp suit sat on the sofa.

This man was Jia Songshan.

Next to Jia Songshan was a middle-aged man, about fifty years old.

Zhou Yu recognized at a glance that this middle-aged man was at the peak of the Innate realm.

Eight or nine times out of ten, it was this man who had injured Hou Baoguo.

Seeing Hou Baoguo, Jia Songshan looked surprised.

“Old Hou, I didn’t expect that you could stand up so soon at your age, that’s really awesome,” he commented.

Hou Baoguo let out a cold snort.

“Jia Songshan, today, I am going to properly discipline you for your grandfather’s sake,” Hou Baoguo said.

Jia Songshan’s face was full of mockery.

“Oh?”

“You were almost beaten to death this morning, and now you’re spouting such big talk.”

“Have you lived to the age of a dog with such a short memory?”

Hou Baoguo huffed coldly.

He didn’t bother with idle chatter and immediately took action.

Jia Songshan wore a playful smile.

“Ignorant of death,” he said.

“Uncle Zhang, please,” he called out to the middle-aged man beside him.

The middle-aged man sneered.

“Piece of cake,” he responded.

After saying that, he also rushed out.

Both were Body Refinement Martial Artists, swift in their movements; they clashed with a punch in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

A dull thud sounded.

Uncle Zhang’s expression changed dramatically as he spat out blood and was sent flying backward.

“Damn, he’s broken through to the Greater Innate realm,” Jia Songshan realized, his face froze in shock.

He looked at Hou Baoguo in disbelief.

This morning, the man he had brought had beaten Hou Baoguo half to death.

Could it be that in just a few hours, not only had his injuries healed, but he had also made a breakthrough?

This was too bizarre.

At this moment, Hou Baoguo’s eyes were blood-red.

This morning, it was this man who had dealt him severe injuries.

Naturally, he would not show any mercy now; Hou Baoguo charged forward and delivered another kick.

Uncle Zhang screamed as his legs were disabled by the blow.

After avenging himself, Hou Baoguo turned his gaze toward Jia Songshan.

“Now, it’s your turn,” he said.

Jia Songshan was shocked but still managed to stay composed.

He looked at Hou Baoguo with a sneer.

“Old Hou, you really can surprise me,” he said.

“So what if you’ve broken through?”

“The power behind me is beyond your imagination,” he said.

“It has come to this, so let me be frank with you,” he continued.

“Actually, it wasn’t me who took an interest in Hou Lanyue; it was a higher-up from the power behind me,” he revealed.

“That higher-up has sent word that as long as Hou Lanyue becomes his mistress, he can support the Hou Family to rise to a level not inferior to the seven great families in the provincial capital, and possibly even allow you to replace one of them.”

“You should be thankful for the good fortune of your Hou family ancestors; if it weren’t for Hou Lanyue’s beauty, your family wouldn’t have had this chance,” he said.

“Do you know how many minor families in the provincial capital want to replace the seven great families?”

Hou Baoguo barked out:

“Shut your mouth.”

“Jia Songshan, you’ve destroyed your grandfather’s lifetime of renown with your own hands.

Today, even if the Heavenly King himself were protecting you, I’d still thoroughly discipline you,” he said.

As he spoke, Hou Baoguo was about to make his move.

But just then, a figure suddenly appeared outside the villa.

Zhou Yu was the first to notice it.

He looked up and saw an old man.

His eyes were like stagnant water, and his whole body was devoid of any aura.

The moment this elder appeared, he dashed towards Hou Baoguo.

His attack was very strange, showing no hint of Gang Jin fluctuation.

Therefore, Hou Baoguo had no idea the man was there.

“Old Hou, be careful,” Zhou Yu warned.

However, the man was too fast and Hou Baoguo had no time to react.

Zhou Yu’s eyes narrowed, and he threw a punch.

The momentum of the Eight Desolations Fist instantly gathered.

The man was startled.

He decisively abandoned the attack on Hou Baoguo and faced Zhou Yu’s fist instead.

Bang!

Zhou Yu’s punch was blocked by him.

Hou Baoguo’s face showed shock.

He was a high-level practitioner in the Greater Innate realm, and even he had failed to detect this man.

If not for Zhou Yu’s intervention, he might have been seriously injured.

At this moment, Jia Songshan’s face was grim.

He looked at Zhou Yu.

“Boy, who are you?

Dare to meddle in my affairs, are you seeking death?” he bellowed.

Zhou Yu merely glanced at him indifferently, not bothering to answer as his eyes were still fixed on the elder.

Jia Songshan seemed to perceive disdain in Zhou Yu’s gaze.

He became furious.

“Old Kui, cripple this kid,” he ordered.

Old Kui looked at Zhou Yu with a serious expression.

The two locked eyes.

After about a minute, Old Kui suddenly moved.

His figure charged at Zhou Yu with incredible speed, almost leaving afterimages.

But just as his fist neared Zhou Yu’s chest, Zhou Yu’s body shifted slightly, easily dodging the strike.

Old Kui’s expression changed, and he threw a sidekick at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu, however, stepped back and dodged again.

“You…”

Old Kui was in disbelief.

No one had ever managed to dodge two of his attacks at such close range.

That’s when Zhou Yu suddenly cracked a slight smile.

“Strange to you?”

“Indeed, your method of attack is quite peculiar,” Zhou Yu acknowledged.

“If I’m not mistaken, this must be some kind of ‘Breath Concealment’ cultivation technique, where your punches and kicks carry no traceable force, making it impossible for the opponent to predict your attack paths,” he analyzed.

“Unfortunately for you, I happen to know the countermeasure,” he declared.

The countermeasure Zhou Yu referred to was ‘Divine Touch’, a technique that greatly enhanced his combat perception.

Even though Old Kui’s attacks minimized the energy signatures to the lowest level, Zhou Yu was still able to detect them.

Old Kui clearly didn’t believe it.

“Counter?

Impossible!” he exclaimed.

He threw another punch at Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu smiled slightly and punched back.

Bang!

Their fists collided, and Old Kui was forced back more than ten steps.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, exclaiming, “Such powerful Gang Jin.”

“You…

are very strong!” he acknowledged.

“I have lost,” he admitted.

“Old Kui, you…”

Jia Songshan had never imagined that Old Kui would lose.

Without thinking, he turned and fled.