Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 67 - I Am Your Younger Brother

Chapter 67: 67 Chapter I Am Your Younger Brother

Liu Qingquan, after taking this kick, was somewhat disoriented, but he knew that if he admitted defeat here, everything would be over.

So, Liu Qingquan gritted his teeth and roared weakly: "I... will not..."

The word ’concede’ hadn’t even left his mouth!

Chen Dashan kicked out again, this kick even more violent than the last two.

Liu Qingquan was sent flying into the air, then he heavily crashed outside the ring.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, his eyes rolled back, and he directly lost consciousness. If his chest hadn’t been slightly heaving, many people might have thought he was dead!

For a moment, the entire arena was silent.

The audience didn’t dare to breathe, looking at Chen Dashan with eyes full of awe and terror.

At the same time, they were slightly puzzled. They couldn’t possibly be unaware of Liu Qingquan’s abilities. Who exactly was this Chen Dashan that could beat Liu Qingquan to the ground?

Was the undefeated champion of eighteen consecutive victories, Liu Qingquan, really defeated?

And defeated by an unknown young man at that?

Lin Bao, looking at the unconscious Liu Qingquan on the ground, suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes wide open in disbelief.

"This... this..."

Lin Bao licked his dry lips, his brain buzzing, not knowing what to say.

Of everyone present, he was the most aware of Liu Qingquan’s strength.

The audience was even more shocked, each face full of astonishment. Who was this young man? Liu Qingquan, the reigning champion, couldn’t even last two rounds against him. His strength was simply terrifying.

"Hahaha..."

Peng Hu excitedly laughed out loud, his booming laughter instantly drawing everyone’s attention.

Peng Hu ran over to Chen Dashan in a few quick steps, grabbing Chen Dashan’s hand in excitement, babbling incoherently: "Brother, no, from today, I am your little brother. My judgment was correct, you are my savior!"

"I must thank you properly. You have saved me, Peng Hu, twice now!"

"Just now was incredible, so incredible, you are simply a god!"

Peng Hu was so thrilled, he danced with joy, his eyes shining as he looked at Chen Dashan, almost wanting to kiss him.

The followers behind him stepped forward one after another: "Boss, Mr. Chen is indeed powerful, making us so proud!"

"From now on, whatever Mr. Chen needs, just say the word, and we’ll go through fire and water!"

"That’s right, if it weren’t for Mr. Chen stepping in, who knows what would have happened today."

Some were happy, some distressed.

The atmosphere around Lin Bao was gloomy, his followers hanging their heads, not daring to make a single sound, fearing his displeasure.

After Peng Hu’s excitement subsided, he remembered the main matter, turning to look at the ashen-faced Lin Bao with a mocking smile: "Hey, who was that just now, talking so arrogantly with such a big mouth? One might think he ate shit for breakfast!"

"Peng Hu! You..."

Lin Bao glared, his eyes wide open. Peng Hu didn’t care, walking over to Lin Bao’s seat, mimicking his posture by putting one foot on Lin Bao’s table, and said coldly: "I want this seat!"

"And about the bet earlier, a bet’s a bet, Lin Bao, get down on your knees and call me Grandpa!"

"One million, bring it to me!"

Peng Hu smirked, his eyes filled with triumph as he looked at Lin Bao.

Those nearby turned their heads in surprise. No one had expected that Peng Hu’s helper could be this formidable, and at this moment, no one dared to speak.

Lin Bao gnashed his teeth, standing up and looking at Peng Hu: "A bet’s a bet, that’s true. But now, I suspect you cheated!"

"What?"

Peng Hu was taken aback. What was this kid trying to do?

As soon as Lin Bao said this, the people around craned their necks, looking nosy.

Peng Hu almost laughed in anger. Lin Bao saying this was undoubtedly being a sore loser, bullying Peng Hu for being easy to bully?

Lin Bao stood up and addressed the crowd: "Everyone knows Master Liu. Master Liu’s strength is evident to all. He has been the champion for eighteen consecutive tournaments. Such strength cannot be defeated by a young kid. This kid used some trickery, everyone saw it. This match doesn’t count. If you’re capable, Peng Hu, pick another person to fight us again."

"Yes, this kid definitely used trickery!"

"Yes, we don’t accept this!"

Lin Bao’s posse raised their hands in protest.

Chen Dashan frowned at these people, clearly displeased. If you can’t accept losing a bet, why even involve yourself in this world?

Seeing everyone watching him, Chen Dashan felt stifled.

Watching Lin Bao’s shameless behavior, Peng Hu instantly became furious, kicking the teacup on Lin Bao’s table with great force.

With a loud crash, white porcelain fragments scattered everywhere.

Lin Bao stared at his broken teacup, his anger rising, his eyes malicious as he glared at Peng Hu, a great battle about to erupt.

The scene was deathly silent, people standing up, tensely watching the scene before them.

"Peng Hu!"

Lin Bao gritted his teeth, shouting angrily. His followers pulled out their weapons, surrounding Peng Hu and his men, each face full of menace, ready to tear someone in half at any moment.

Peng Hu didn’t back down, his face dark as he said: "Lin Bao, you bully too much!"

"So what if I bully you? What can you do about it?"

Lin Bao waved his hand, and immediately dozens of men in black rushed forward from all directions. The spectators, terrified, stood up.

Given the situation, even the resort’s staff didn’t dare to intervene.

Peng Hu frowned, looking around anxiously.

He had been too careless!

"Boss, what do we do?"

"They have us outnumbered. If a fight breaks out, we’ll be at a disadvantage!"

"Boss, distant water won’t quench our immediate thirst, what now?"

And a mediator from the resort spoke up: "President Peng, if it really doesn’t work, just agree to another match with President Lin!"

"For such a small matter, don’t harm the peace."

...

Seeing Peng Hu with only seven or eight followers behind him, and the place filled with his own men, Lin Bao puffed out his chest with pride, laughing smugly: "Peng Hu, don’t forget, you are nothing once you leave Longshan Town!"

"This is my place, you have to listen to me!"

The followers behind him sneered, a group of people standing behind Lin Bao. Lin Bao was even more arrogant, pointing at Peng Hu’s nose: "I’m going to be shameless today. What can you do about it?"

Just as Lin Bao finished speaking.

A crisp slap sounded, and everyone turned their heads at once, seeing Lin Bao being supported by a few of his followers, one hand covering his cheek, glaring fiercely at Chen Dashan.

What just happened?

The scene was eerily silent.

Did this kid just slap Lin Bao?

Who exactly was he? Didn’t he know about Lin Bao’s strength in Huangmei Town?

At that moment, Lin Bao was stunned by the slap, staggering a few steps, being supported by his followers.

His face was burning with pain, two teeth knocked loose, blood filling his mouth.

Lin Bao couldn’t remember the last time he had been hit. This feeling of humiliation made him so furious, he wanted to tear this kid limb from limb.