Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 274 How will you choose?

Chapter 274: Chapter 274 How will you choose?

Above, Chen Dashan’s cold voice could be heard.

Zhao Kuang hadn’t reacted yet, "Crack!" His head felt as if it were being crushed, a clear sound of bone cracking emanated from it. Zhao Kuang, lying on the ground, felt his head filling with blood, the large foot on his face weighing like a thousand pounds, rendering him immobile.

"I... I..."

Zhao Kuang struggled like a turtle with its head trapped, his limbs flailing. The cold sole, with the stench of mud, made him feel icy all over, like sensing the breath of death.

"They’re over there, senior, we were blind to offend you..." Zhao Kuang stammered, unable to finish his sentence.

"Bang!" The sound was deafening.

Chen Dashan kicked Zhao Kuang, sending him flying into a gasoline barrel several meters away, the loud crash reverberating through the abandoned factory.

Several teammates looked in Zhao Kuang’s direction, seeing his face covered in blood, falling limply to the ground, uncertain if he was dead or alive. They lay on the ground, trembling in fear, watching Chen Dashan walk toward them like a demon from hell. They retreated on their hands and knees, "No... we were just following orders. We don’t know anything."

"Zhao Qiqiang and Ke Zhengping are still inside..."

"They wouldn’t let us near those two women..."

The Black Wolf Gang members finished speaking, trembling. By then, Chen Dashan had already pushed open the rusty iron door, disappearing into the vast night.

So terrifying!

The members of the Black Wolf Gang watched Chen Dashan’s back, hearts still pounding, as they sat on the ground, gasping as if they had just escaped death.

...

Elsewhere.

Chen Dashan came out of the abandoned parking lot. After circling around, he spotted a lit factory building.

The surroundings were quiet, with just a thin beam of yellow light seeping through the door crack of the factory not far away. Chen Dashan looked around, the factory door was open, seemingly inviting him in. Rationality told him it must be a trap, surely an ambush inside awaited.

Chen Dashan looked up, seeing Zhou Hui and Qi Shuzhu with their mouths taped, bound tightly to chairs.

"Sister-in-law!"

Chen Dashan’s pupils constricted instantly. Without a second thought, he rushed forward.

"Mmph..."

"Mmmph..."

Zhou Hui and Qi Shuzhu struggled in their chairs. Zhou Hui’s eyes kept darting backward, apparently signaling something to Chen Dashan. But seeing his sister-in-law in distress, Chen Dashan disregarded everything, rushing to Zhou Hui’s side to rip the tape from her mouth.

Seeing Zhou Hui safe, Chen Dashan finally felt relieved, emotionally saying, "Sister-in-law..."

"Go!"

"I told you to go! Get out of here!"

Before Chen Dashan finished speaking, Zhou Hui shouted suddenly. Chen Dashan had never seen Zhou Hui like this. He frowned briefly, then took out a spring knife from his pocket and started to cut Zhou Hui’s ropes. Zhou Hui trembled, "You go!"

"I beg you, Dashan, don’t worry about me. Just leave!"

"Hahaha..."

Before Zhou Hui finished speaking, a smug laugh came from a corner of the factory.

"You’ve come, none of you will escape!"

Chen Dashan looked up, seeing Zhao Qiqiang walking over with Ke Zhengping, both looking triumphant. Zhao Qiqiang, full of malice, sneered at Chen Dashan, "I didn’t expect to underestimate you. The Black Wolf Gang are just useless posers. Seven of them couldn’t handle you except to give you minor injuries, tsk tsk..."

Zhao Qiqiang’s eyes scanned Chen Dashan, seeing only blood and wounds on his arm. His expression was disappointed, wishing he could have taken action himself.

Chen Dashan slowly stood, shielding Zhou Hui and Qi Shuzhu behind him.

Staring straight at Zhao Qiqiang like a beast ready to strike with lethal force at any moment.

"Hmph!"

Zhao Qiqiang snorted disdainfully. Seeing Chen Dashan’s slight movement, he instantly drew a handgun from behind, aiming it at Chen Dashan, "Come on!"

"Aren’t you good at fighting? Let’s see if my gun is faster or your speed." Zhao Qiqiang gritted his teeth, his expression fierce.

Eyes fixed on Chen Dashan, the gun barrel aimed at Chen Dashan’s head. He suddenly shouted, "Raise your hands!"

The voice was loud, echoing throughout the empty factory.

Zhou Hui and Qi Shuzhu looked terrified, knowing Zhao Qiqiang had set the trap. They didn’t expect him to get a handgun. If he fired, Chen Dashan would surely die.

Both were filled with despair, looking at Chen Dashan’s side face, tears streaming down.

Zhao Qiqiang saw Chen Dashan wasn’t obeying, his anger flared. He raised the handgun, "Bang!" The old factory seemed to shake.

"Ah..."

"Ah... Mmph..."

Zhou Hui and Qi Shuzhu screamed, covering their heads, ready to collapse. They thought Zhao Qiqiang had hit Chen Dashan, shaking and not daring to open their eyes.

Seeing their reaction, Zhao Qiqiang laughed more arrogantly, "Hahaha... Chen Dashan, now I give you two choices: kneel before me and die to atone, I’ll spare these two women, or you choose who dies first, you or her!"

As Zhao Qiqiang finished, he aimed the barrel directly at Zhou Hui’s head.

Seeing Chen Dashan’s face change drastically, Zhao Qiqiang felt even more smug. He knew Zhou Hui was Chen Dashan’s weak spot. If he had known, he wouldn’t have wasted so much effort. He never expected Chen Dashan to be affectionate. What a surprise!

"I’ll count to three before I shoot!"

"Three!"

Zhao Qiqiang taunted, grinning as if playing a fun game.

Ke Zhengping, standing by, saw Chen Dashan was unable to act. His expression grew more arrogant, mocking them like clowns, "These lovebirds alive are a waste of air. If they die together, it’s our blessing to them, right, Chen Dashan?"

"Hahaha..."

Hearing Ke Zhengping’s words, Zhao Qiqiang laughed so hard his body shook.

At that moment.

Chen Dashan seized the opportunity, lunging forward, grabbing Zhao Qiqiang’s gun arm, twisting it, "Crack!"

"Bang!"

The handgun fell to the ground. Zhao Qiqiang’s arm was twisted behind his back painfully, "Ah... Ah... Damn you, Chen Dashan..."

Zhao Qiqiang screamed like a slaughtered pig. Chen Dashan flung him aside with a shoulder throw, smashing him to the ground like a sack, motionless.

The move was so swift, Ke Zhengping hadn’t reacted.

Seeing the handgun fall, he lunged for it. Before touching the ground, a powerful kick sent him flying several meters away, "Bang!" Dust flew, Ke Zhengping lay on the ground, his chest burning painfully.

The agony was unbearable, his vision blurred.