Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 90 The Sound of Shattered Eggs

Chapter 90: Chapter 90 The Sound of Shattered Eggs

"Curse all you want, when you’re screaming in pleasure in bed later, let’s see if you can still talk this much!"

With that, Wang Yingjun forcefully shoved Zhao Jiayao onto a nearby tea table.

"Crash..."

Glass shattered, and the tea set on the table was broken into pieces. Zhao Jiayao was severely injured, lying on the table unable to move for a while.

Zhang Xuewen, seeing this, tried to run over despite her dizziness but collapsed to the ground before reaching them.

"Sister Jiayao..."

"Beasts, you’re all beasts, doing this in broad daylight with no regard for the law. You all deserve to die!"

Zhang Xuewen pointed at Wang Yingjun, trembling all over.

It was both excitement and fear.

"Rip!" A piercing sound was heard as Wang Yingjun tore Zhao Jiayao’s clothes, exposing her chest. Zhao Jiayao lay on the tea table, her head hanging off one side, with her snow-white skin exposed, a white lace bra covering one-third of her large breasts, which trembled as she breathed heavily, as if they were about to spill out.

They looked like two large mounds, lofty and white, with a hint of pink in the middle.

Wang Yingjun glanced coldly at Zhang Xuewen on the ground and said,

"Little girl, watch and learn how your sister gets off."

Zhao Jiayao lay on the tea table, tears streaming from the corner of her eyes.

She felt weak and powerless, knowing she had fallen into a trap, having drunk a lot on behalf of Zhang Xuewen. The drinks were probably drugged.

Today, it seemed, she was not going to escape this fate.

"As long as you let me have a good time today, forget about running any fruit shop, I’ll keep both of you sisters as my mistresses!"

Wang Yingjun, full of confidence, couldn’t wait to remove his pants and get close to Zhao Jiayao, ready to mount her.

"Bang!" A loud sound erupted.

The private room door was kicked open.

Wang Yingjun was so startled he shuddered.

The bang almost gave him a mental scar.

Furious, Wang Yingjun turned his head and saw a simply dressed young man standing at the door, panting, with a sharp gaze sweeping across the room.

Finally, his eyes fell on Zhang Xuewen on the ground and Zhao Jiayao on the tea table.

Chen Dashan’s pupils contracted, and in a few quick steps, he removed his shirt and covered Zhao Jiayao with it.

Then he helped Zhang Xuewen up from the ground and sat her on a chair nearby.

"What’s going on?"

Chen Dashan asked in a deep voice. Zhang Xuewen, tears streaming, bit her lip and sobbed continuously.

Sitting next to her, Zhao Jiayao weakly said, "Dashan, it’s good you’re here. This scoundrel drugged us, and I feel so weak..."

"If you’d come a moment later, my life would have been ruined!"

Zhao Jiayao frowned, looking very upset.

Drugged?

Chen Dashan squinted his eyes. Upon closer inspection, he saw that Zhao Jiayao and Zhang Xuewen both had flushed faces, were breathing heavily, and exuded a strange scent.

They were drugged with aphrodisiacs!

Bastard!

Chen Dashan shot Wang Yingjun a sharp look. Wang instinctively shrank his neck. The murderous look in this guy’s eyes almost scared him.

The group of middle-aged thugs in the room, smoking and speaking coldly, said,

"Kid, do you know whose good time you’re spoiling?"

"Leave these two girls here now. Maybe President Wang will let you go."

"This is just that country bumpkin Chen Dashan. Hmph, he’s just a foolish kid. I can handle dozens like him..."

"Get out now!"

The group pounded the table and shouted.

Wang Yingjun glanced at his scumbag friends. These guys had done unspeakable things with him before. Usually, he feasted, and they drank the leftovers. Today was no different. He planned to finish with these two women and then let them have their turn.

As for their lives, they didn’t care.

Seeing Chen Dashan’s murderous eyes on him, Wang Yingjun said, "What are you looking at?"

"If you keep looking, I’ll gouge out your eyes!"

Such arrogance!

Zhang Xuewen was his employee, and Zhao Jiayao was a business partner. Both nearly got ruined while trying to help him open his store.

He needed to get justice!

Chen Dashan moved incredibly fast, reaching Wang Yingjun in just a breath. Surprised, Wang Yingjun nervously asked, "What are you going to do?"

Before he could finish, Chen Dashan grabbed him by the collar and slapped him several times, "Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Wang Yingjun saw stars, his face bruised and swollen.

His entire head felt like it had been run over by a truck, burning with pain.

"You... you dare hit me!"

When Wang Yingjun opened his mouth, a few blood-stained teeth fell to the ground. Seeing his broken teeth, he was furious and shouted to the group,

"Useless bastards, kill him for me!"

At his command, the middle-aged thugs surrounded Chen Dashan.

They held steel rods and switchblades, looking threatening.

Zhang Xuewen and Zhao Jiayao, wide-eyed in fear, shouted at Chen Dashan, "Be careful!"

"Brother Dashan, be careful..."

In just a few breaths, "Crash..."

The thugs were on the ground, groaning in pain.

Chen Dashan coldly looked at Wang Yingjun and said, "Now it’s your turn!"

Wang Yingjun, seeing his fallen friends, turned pale and retreated, his legs shaking. When had he ever met someone so tough in Furong County?

His mind raced.

Seeing Chen Dashan approaching, Wang Yingjun said, "Do you know who I am? If you leave now, I’ll spare your life!"

"Who are you?"

Chen Dashan asked back, then sneered, "Cut the crap. Today, you dared to drug my people, so I must cripple you!"

"This hotel is mine. With one order, none of you three will leave today!"

Wang Yingjun continued to taunt.

He was stalling. Having retreated to the corner, he had already activated the hotel’s alarm system. In less than two minutes, all the hotel’s security would be here. Then, he would personally kill this kid and thoroughly break these two sluts.

"If I want to leave, no one can stop me!"

Chen Dashan said, then punched Wang Yingjun, sending him flying, "Crash..." A loud noise echoed.

Wang Yingjun’s back hit the table leg, knocking tableware to the floor, shattered and scattered.

One side of Wang Yingjun’s face swelled up as he writhed in pain on the ground, legs twitching, shivering, and pleaded with Chen Dashan, "Spare me!"

"Spare me, I have lots of money. I’ll give you money, okay?"

"Just let me go, I won’t dare again!"

Wang Yingjun kept begging.

Chen Dashan, expressionless, glanced at the drinks on the table, then said coldly, "Scum like you, your words mean nothing. You specially prepared this aphrodisiac, right?"

"How many girls have you harmed with it? To root out the problem, I have a better way!"

Chen Dashan said, a cold smile on his lips.

He kicked Wang Yingjun in the groin. The sound of something breaking was heard, and Wang Yingjun’s groin area became wet with blood, staining the floor red.