Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 332: It Depends on Whether You Have the Ability

Chapter 332: Chapter 332: It Depends on Whether You Have the Ability

"Screech..."

The taxi jolted to an abrupt stop, the car body lurching forward, causing Zhao Yaqian to lose her balance and smash her head against the back of the front seat.

"Bang!" Before she could react, the car door was flung open from outside, and a burly man squeezed in, grabbed Zhao Yaqian’s long hair, and viciously dragged her out.

"Ah... let go..." The sharp pain in her scalp instinctively made Zhao Yaqian resist; she grabbed the man’s hands with both of hers, exerting all her strength to fight back.

Her features distorted from the pulling.

Excruciating pain struck, and Zhao Yaqian groped around, hoping to find something to strike back with.

The man in black sneered disdainfully at the woman under his grasp, "You think you can escape from me, you bitch?"

"Thinking of going to the police? Let me tell you, the disobedient women who died by my hands aren’t less than ten, there are at least eight. Don’t worry, once I’m done with you, nobody will recognize you, and I’ll make sure you disappear without a trace."

The man in black’s face was fiercely stern.

With a forceful fling of his hands, "Bang!" a loud sound resonated, the car shook violently, and Zhao Yaqian’s head slammed against the car body, making her world spin.

At 6:30 PM on a rural road, surrounded by deserted lands and dusk settling in, theirs was the only car on the road. Zhao Yaqian, dizzied by the blow, was just trying to get up when suddenly her neck tightened; a thin belt from behind was choking her, relentlessly pulling back, the force so great it felt as if her skin might split.

A suffocating sensation overwhelmed her, Zhao Yaqian’s eyes bulged as her limbs flailed.

Her strength faded more and more. At this moment, she only felt a swelling, stabbing pain throughout her body, her mind buzzing loudly. Looking up at the dim moon in the murky sky, tears streamed from the corners of Zhao Yaqian’s eyes as she closed them in despair.

"Die!"

"You’ve offended the wrong person, this is your fate. Don’t worry, I’ll give you a treat in a minute."

The burly man’s tone was lewd, seeing Zhao Yaqian’s limp limbs, he appeared smug.

Just then.

A car suddenly drove by on the empty road, a young girl in camouflage, tall and with a stern face, got out and yelled at the man, "Stop!"

"Raise your hands, or I won’t be nice!"

Hearing the sound, the man turned his head to see a thin girl in her early twenties, his eyes filled with disdain.

Sun Aoxue had been staking out at Chen Dashan’s house all afternoon. Following Zhao Yaqian who sneaked out, she never expected to stumble into this scene.

Sun Aoxue glanced at the woman in the back seat of the taxi, a belt still tightened around her swollen, bruised neck, laying on the seat, it was unknown whether she was dead or alive. Her face filled with anger, Sun Aoxue stared at the lewd man in front of her and, with a burst of fury, charged at him.

The burly man, fearless, eyed Sun Aoxue up and down, his face turning lecherous, he licked his lips and his eyes shone with lust, "Another nosy one, but this one’s a real prize. An officer, is she?"

Seeing the insignia on Sun Aoxue’s clothes, the man wasn’t scared; his expression grew even more excited.

"Murderers must pay with their lives, surrender now, or don’t blame me for being harsh!" Sun Aoxue spoke with righteous indignation, then clinched her fist and charged right at him.

Groggy, Zhao Yaqian opened her heavy eyes, faintly aware that someone was trying to save her. As the sounds of fighting reached her ears, her eyelids drooped again, and her head tilted as she passed out.

Outside the car, Sun Aoxue had already exchanged a few blows with the man.

The man looked at Sun Aoxue, his eyes gleaming with definite lust, appreciating a beauty so tough and skilled as she was truly rare.

He admired, "You’ve got some moves."

"If you agree to be my woman, I can spare your life!"

"Pah!"

"Shut your damn mouth!"

Sun Aoxue’s face darkened, and she wished she could spit in the brute’s face.

"You’re not the first cop to die at my hands!"

After saying this, the brute flicked out a Butterfly Knife from his sleeve and quickly engaged in hand-to-hand combat with Sun Aoxue. After a few exchanges, Sun Aoxue had slashes on her shoulder and leg, causing her limbs to tremble with pain. She still glared at the brute, her fists clenched as if she would never give up.

The two were mismatched in strength, and it was too late to call for reinforcements now. Looking at the woman in the back seat of the taxi, Sun Aoxue gritted her teeth. She had never thought of abandoning her mission, and if she had to die in the line of duty, she would have no regrets!

With that thought, Sun Aoxue gritted her teeth and roared, "Ah!"

She charged forward with her fists clenched, but the brute quickly countered with a hand chop. Sun Aoxue instantly slumped to the ground. The brute looked at her with disdain and chuckled, "Overestimating yourself. Just a novice and you think you can compete with me?"

Just as the brute was about to haul Sun Aoxue into the taxi,

"Wait!"

A man’s voice came from behind, and the brute turned to see a young man in his early twenties, dressed simply but with a stern look in his eyes, staring back at him. The brute, looking disdainfully at Chen Dashan, stood straight and said, "You want to meddle in this too? I don’t mind killing one more."

"We’ll see if you’re capable enough!"

Chen Dashan didn’t waste words and rushed over, moving as fast as lightning.

The brute hadn’t even reacted when he suddenly saw a blur in front of him, and the next moment he felt his throat being gripped tightly. The choking sensation hit him, and he thought he could smell the iron rust in his nose, the scent of death.

His feet left the ground, his entire body losing balance as he struggled in mid-air.

"Let... let me go. I was ordered by someone..." the brute tried to reveal his backer to save himself, struggling to get the words out. Chen Dashan’s face remained cold, showing no interest as he said, "Snap!"

As the brute was waiting for Chen Dashan to release him,

Chen Dashan slightly tightened his grip, and the brute’s head tilted, fresh blood trickling from his mouth, lifeless.

It wasn’t hard for Chen Dashan to guess that Zhao Ding had sent him. Leaving a survivor meant keeping a force that would continue to oppose him. He didn’t want more trouble for himself now.

After dealing with the brute, Chen Dashan looked at Sun Aoxue lying on the ground and shook his head helplessly.

This female cop really was everywhere, but today, if it weren’t for her, Zhao Yaqian would probably already be dead. She had indirectly helped him. As evening approached, it didn’t seem right to leave her alone in the wilderness. With that thought, Chen Dashan helped Sun Aoxue up from the ground and stuffed her into the taxi.

Then he drove off, taking the two women back.

No sooner had Chen Dashan left than several vans sped over, stopping at the scene. The doors opened and several tattooed brutes got out, their menacing aura filling the air.

"Damn, Huzi is in trouble!"

Seeing the brute lying on the ground, someone immediately shouted, and the group hurried over. Someone said, "It must have been Chen Dashan. He’s the only one who came this way."

"Boss, this way, Chen Dashan ran this way!"

"He killed Huzi. We must avenge Huzi!"

"Kill Chen Dashan, kill Chen Dashan!"