Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 134: A Mountain Cannot Contain Two Tigers

Chapter 134: Chapter 134: A Mountain Cannot Contain Two Tigers

"Deng Biao, have you not heard that two tigers cannot share one mountain?"

Ye Jiping sneered coldly, her beautiful face flashing with a hint of viciousness.

Deng Biao looked around, Peng Hu had just over thirty men, while Ye Jiping had brought forty or fifty. As long as he could delay for time, once the reinforcements he was waiting for arrived, these people would be no more than shrimp with soft legs, not worth fearing.

After all, the men his father-in-law had left him were not comparable to these fools.

"Hmph!"

Deng Biao’s face darkened, and he continued, "Do you dare to come here and provoke me today, not knowing who my backer is?"

"If he becomes enraged, Ye Jiping, how many livers do you have?"

Confident in his support, Deng Biao’s eyes held Ye Jiping, who slightly furrowed her elegant brows, remembering Liu Yishou with some hesitation. But in this critical moment, Ye Jiping couldn’t care so much and said with a cold laugh, "For Mr. Liu’s sake, Deng Biao, I’ll let you off. Take your men and get lost quickly, otherwise don’t blame me for being rude!"

"You think just you and this country bumpkin dare to run wild here?"

After Deng Biao spoke, he waved to his subordinates, "No matter life or death, let them know who is the one not to be messed with!"

Deng Biao’s men began to come up from the docks one after another, filling up the ship.

Upon hearing the order, they rushed forward and began to fight with Peng Hu and Ye Jiping’s men.

"Bang!"

"Clang, clang!"

The ship was filled with the sounds of fighting, and the massive brawl involving hundreds of people made the huge passenger ship sway back and forth on the water. Chen Dashan looked at Deng Biao, who was standing behind the crowd with a smug smile on his face—what a perfect opportunity.

He could kill two birds with one stone!

Not only could he get rid of Chen Dashan, but he could also take down Ye Jiping.

Looking at Ye Jiping’s beautiful face and her explosive figure, Deng Biao’s mouth was dry, and he licked his lips.

In a moment, he’d have his way with this woman on the ship and have her begging under him.

Thinking of this, Deng Biao’s laughter grew even louder and more arrogant.

Just then.

Like a ghost, Chen Dashan’s figure flashed, and in a single move, he grabbed Deng Biao by the neck, lifting him, who was nearly two hundred kilograms, into the air.

Deng Biao’s laughter stopped abruptly.

His eyes widened in terror, "You... you... let go of me..."

Deng Biao’s feet dangled off the ground, his hands clinging to Chen Dashan’s, the sensation of choking turning his face red as his feet hung in the air, which intensified his panic. He wanted to plead for mercy, but Chen Dashan didn’t give him a chance to speak.

Chen Dashan’s hand was like a steel vice, filling him with despair. Gazing into Chen Dashan’s eyes, Deng Biao felt fear—Chen Dashan really intended to kill him.

"Everyone stop!"

Chen Dashan commanded coldly, his gaze sweeping the surroundings.

The crowd, seeing Deng Biao lifted by one hand by Chen Dashan, all showed faces of fright, holding their steel rods in alarm—was this even human? To lift two hundred kilograms with one hand, not even a weightlifting champion could do it!

"All of you, get down!"

Chen Dashan lifted Deng Biao towards the edge of the deck, with Deng Biao hanging over the water, feeling a chill between his legs. He looked down and nearly peed himself in fright.

"Wu wu wu..."

Deng Biao mumbled incoherently, kicking his legs wildly and desperately holding onto Chen Dashan’s arm, afraid Chen Dashan might fling him into the water on a whim.

Seeing their boss in someone else’s hands, Sun Xiaolong said nervously, "Get down!"

"Get down, everyone get down!"

"Clang!"

"Clang..."

Deng Biao’s men casually threw the steel rod to the ground and squatted in the corner, clutching their heads. Seeing this, Ye Jiping’s men hurried forward, surrounding Deng Biao’s subordinates, each holding a steel rod and pointing it at the people on the ground.

Noticing Deng Biao’s face turning red like a pig’s liver, Chen Dashan knew it was almost time and casually tossed it aside.

With a "thump", there was a muffled sound.

Deng Biao was thrown onto the boat by Chen Dashan.

"Cough... cough..." Deng Biao clenched his throat with both hands, continually coughing and gasping for fresh air, having a close brush with death left him shaken to the core.

Ye Jiping observed Chen Dashan’s tall and imposing figure, radiating a heroic and domineering aura, causing her heart to flutter in turmoil.

This Chen Dashan’s courage and ability, both made him stand out among men and in every aspect, he was extremely satisfying to her. How could she not fancy such a man?

"My father-in-law is Liu Yishou. Just leave now, and I’ll pretend as if nothing happened tonight!"

Deng Biao lay on the ground and opened his mouth to Chen Dashan.

Chen Dashan didn’t leave, which put immense pressure on Deng Biao. He hoped this youngster would know when to back off.

Chen Dashan took a step forward, his large foot pressing on Deng Biao’s inner elbow, which frightened Deng Biao so much that he trembled all over. He looked up at Chen Dashan and stammered, "I, I am Liu Yishou’s son-in-law, you can’t touch me."

"Is that so?"

After saying that, Chen Dashan straightened up slightly. "Crack!"

A crisp sound of breaking bones echoed, sending everyone’s hearts racing. Deng Biao on the ground was screaming like a slaughtered pig, his mouth wide open continuously yelling, his face turning red, and veins bulging on his forehead. He rolled on the ground in agony, clutching his arm and howling.

Looking down from above, Chen Dashan said coldly, "I’ve said before, anyone who touches my people will end up with broken hands and feet. You just wouldn’t listen!"

"Liu Yishou, is it?"

"Even if he was here today, I would still take this hand of yours!"

"My father-in-law is the boss of the Old City District, highly respected. He won’t..."

Deng Biao continued threatening, his face twisted fiercely.

Chen Dashan listened, growing impatient. He had only intended to teach Deng Biao a lesson to remember whom not to mess with, and yet this bastard still thought he had someone to back him up?

Chen Dashan said coldly, "Do you not understand human language?"

After that, he kicked Deng Biao’s knee.

"Ah... Ahhh..."

Deng Biao rolled on the ground, clutching his knee, his screams deafening. Chen Dashan frowned slightly and said, "Aren’t you dragging him away yet? Do you want to have your hands and feet broken as well?"

"No... no, we dare not, dare not!"

Sun Xiaolong and the others were so frightened that they were sweating, their legs so weak they could not stand properly.

Under Chen Dashan’s oppressive force, Deng Biao’s men trembled as they dragged Deng Biao off the boat. Watching their retreating figures, Chen Dashan said, "If you dare covet them again, Deng Biao, no matter who’s behind you, I’ll take your life!"

Deng Biao was startled, so scared he almost wet his pants. At that moment, he didn’t doubt the sincerity of Chen Dashan’s words at all.

...

Once Deng Biao left, the deck immediately quieted down.

Ye Jiping’s people were cleaning up and taking over Deng Biao’s gambling boat, while others were seizing the opportunity to nibble away at Deng Biao’s assets.

Seeing Chen Dashan leaning back on the couch, appearing utterly relaxed and content, Ye Jiping’s gaze shifted. She licked her red lips and, in her high heels, walked step by step towards Chen Dashan.

Hearing the footsteps approaching, Chen Dashan turned. Ye Jiping was in a dark red spaghetti strap evening gown, her chest revealed in a white expanse, with her two large breasts half-concealed and half-exposed, like two full balls hanging outside.

With her movements, they quivered waveringly, like waves rise and fall.

Her waist was slender, her hips perky, and her straight jade legs rubbed against each other as if they were perfect works of art, a beauty of the human world, where every move was filled with allure.

A smirking smile played on Chen Dashan’s lips as he stared into Ye Jiping’s eyes, as if he were looking at prey.

"Did you take care of Liu Qianqian?"