Rural Doctor Enters the City: Whoever Touches My Wife, I’ll Take Them Down!
Chapter 890: Teach Qu Shao a Lesson!

Chapter 890: Chapter 890: Teach Qu Shao a Lesson!

However, what Li Changming did not expect was that after he finished his report, he was met with a reprimand from Wang Zhongguo on the other end of the phone.

"Nonsense."

"Who allowed you to provoke the Qu Family on a whim?"

"Don’t you know the current situation in Kun City is very delicate?"

"At such a critical moment, how can you afford to create unnecessary trouble?"

"Immediately order Xing Nong to cease his actions, don’t let the situation escalate."

Li Changming’s face changed.

"Governor, what about Zhou Yu..."

"He was personally recommended by Director Yang, if something happens to him here..."

"I don’t care who recommended him, I’ll emphasize it again, we cannot afford to conflict with the Qu Family right now!"

Having said that, Wang Zhongguo hung up the phone directly.

Li Changming’s face instantly turned extremely ugly.

He did not expect the governor to be so forbearing, strictly forbidding any conflict with the Qu Family, this was trouble...

He sighed and hurriedly rushed back to the private room.

However, upon arriving at the private room, he was stunned.

The room had almost turned into ruins and Xing Nong was severely injured, lying on one side.

In the center of the room, Zhou Yu and Wu Zhen were engaged in intense combat.

"This..."

Seeing Li Changming return, Qu Hao said mockingly:

"Li Changming, have you made the call to your backer?"

"What did he say?"

Li Changming’s face looked unpleasant, he did not reply but quickly walked over to Xing Nong to inquire about the situation.

Seeing Li Changming’s reaction, Qu Hao grew even more excited; he had guessed the outcome.

Clearly, Li Changming had been reprimanded.

The person backing him did not wish to conflict with the Qu Family.

Qu Hao’s gaze turned towards Zhou Yu, who was entangled in a fight with Wu Zhen.

Hmph, kid!

Just wait, soon I’ll deal with you.

However, at this moment, Zhou Yu, who had been under constant pressure, suddenly relaxed his eyebrows and eyes as if he understood something, and he inexplicably muttered to himself:

"So that’s how it is."

Zhou Yu had figured out Wu Zhen’s movement of Gang Jin.

The fundamental difference between Gang Jin and True Qi is that Gang Jin is born from blood and circulates within flesh and blood, while True Qi is born from the Dantian and flows through the meridians.

Wu Zhen’s Gang Jin was able to exhibit attack characteristics similar to that of Thunder Attribute True Qi because he compressed a portion of his Gang Jin to the extreme, allowing it to enter the meridians and forming an existence similar to True Qi, thus greatly enhancing his attack power.

This method could indeed enhance his attack strength, but over time, it would cause irreversible damage to the meridians, making it impossible for him to achieve further breakthroughs.

In other words, Wu Zhen had chosen to overdraw from his own body and future in Martial Arts to gain an immediate increase in combat power.

Zhou Yu initially considered learning from this, but upon understanding it, he felt it was unnecessary.

For him, breaking through to the Qi Refining Saint Realm was only a matter of time. There was no need to forsake the near to seek the far, to abandon fundamentals for trivia and ruin his own prospects.

However, seeing Zhou Yu’s reaction, Qu Hao was somewhat annoyed.

"Uncle Wu, don’t hold back anymore, disable him for me immediately."

Hearing Qu Hao’s command, Wu Zhen had a somewhat hard to explain bitterness.

He too wanted to disable Zhou Yu right away, but his Exploding Thunder Fist had been used three or four times in a row already, each time he went all out until he was nearly exhausted.

But his opponent—Zhou Yu, had been unfazed from beginning to end.

Only now did he finally realize that he was not a match for this young man at all.

And during this moment of brief distraction, Zhou Yu’s voice suddenly rang in his ear.

"Senior, this time, it’s you who lost focus. You can’t accuse me of ambushing you, right?"

The moment the voice sounded, Wu Zhen’s body trembled, and he immediately realized something was wrong.

But, it was too late!

In his eyes, he saw only a terrifying fist rapidly growing larger!

Bang!

Wu Zhen’s chest took a heavy blow.

"Puh—"

Wu Zhen spurted a mouthful of blood, then his entire body uncontrollably flew backward, smashing fiercely into the wall.

The wall was consequently left with dense cracks.

Seeing this, Qu Hao was dumbfounded.

He couldn’t believe that Uncle Wu had been defeated so unexpectedly.

How could this be????

Hasn’t Uncle Wu been dominating the whole time?

As Qu Hao was in a daze, he suddenly felt an icy gaze lock onto him.

He shivered, coming to his senses, and right away he noticed Zhou Yu looking at him with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

Qu Hao’s face changed, and without a word, he turned to run.

"Now you know to run?"

"Isn’t it too late for that!"

Zhou Yu’s mocking voice rang in his ears.

At the same time, the sound of something tearing through the air came.

Swish!

A crystal ashtray hit him square on his shin.

In an instant, Qu Hao fell to the ground, simultaneously letting out a piercing scream.

He clutched his shin, from which blood streamed through his fingers.

The sight of Qu Hao in this condition frightened Li Changming and the others white.

Although he and Qu Hao had always been at odds, their confrontations had mostly remained verbal taunts and behind-the-scenes sabotage.

This kind of brutal face-to-face lesson was something he had never considered and did not dare imagine.

And Jiang Lai was shaking with terror, her eyes filled with dread.

In her world, Qu Hao was like an untouchable king; nobody dared to provoke him, but now, he lay on the ground howling in pain like a dog with a broken leg.

Her mind went blank, unsure of what would happen next.

At this moment, Qu Hao’s eyes turned bloodshot, and the severe pain only fueled his insanity.

"Zhou, I will never let you go..."

"Just you wait..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Zhou Yu’s figure flash, appearing before him like a ghost.

The cold smile on Zhou Yu’s face made Qu Hao feel an icy chill in an instant.

"It seems that the lesson I gave you just now was not enough."

As he spoke, Zhou Yu lifted his foot and stomped down on his injured shin.

Crack!

In an instant, Qu Hao’s shin was crushed.

"Ah—"