Supreme Divine Physician in the City
Chapter 339: Servant, Lang Feng!

Chapter 339: Chapter 339: Servant, Lang Feng!

Xing Shanhu’s words were filled with arrogance, utterly domineering.

Accompanied by a menacing aura akin to that of a fierce tiger, it caused everyone in the private room to feel a chill run down their spine!

Many people looked towards Xing Shanhu with eyes filled with horror and fear, while their gaze towards Ye Xuan was one of sighs and pity.

Even if you are the genius vice president of Liu Group, so what?

In front of a true powerhouse like Xing Shanhu, even a Dragon must lie down, and even a Tiger must crouch!

Even Su Yumo had lost confidence in Ye Xuan, as her pretty face turned pale as paper, and her delicate body trembled violently, her eyes filled with terror.

But, contrary to everyone’s expectations,

Upon hearing the two conditions laid out by Xing Shanhu, Ye Xuan not only showed no agreement but instead curled up the corners of his mouth, lifting a smile on his face.

However, that smile appeared chilling to the bone, making one’s blood run cold, "In everything I do, I believe in tit for tat! Since that’s the case, I’ll also give you a way out. You, your brothers, and all your subordinates, kneel down and slap yourselves ten times! If you do that, I’ll let this go!"

Holy shit, what is this kid babbling about!?

Upon hearing Ye Xuan’s words, the atmosphere in the private room became deathly still once more.

Then, with a ’whoosh’ sound, like a pot exploding, the noise filled the entire room.

Almost everyone couldn’t believe that, even now, when faced with a thousand cuts, even when he was alone against dozens of people,

Ye Xuan’s attitude was still as arrogant as ever!

But to have Xing Shanhu and their brothers, all their subordinates, kneel down and slap themselves!?

Has this kid gone mad, or is he a complete idiot? Does he not want to live anymore?

Every single person looking at Ye Xuan saw him as a fool, their eyes also contained endless rage!

In their eyes, Ye Xuan was not just courting death, he was dragging them all down with him, pulling everyone to seek death together.

At this moment, Xing Shanhu and Wu Da, along with the many men in black suits in the private room, after being stunned for a moment, burst into roaring laughter!

"Boss Shanhu, this kid’s brain must be squashed by a door, right? He actually wants all of us to kneel down!?"

Wu Da, holding his big belly, laughed uproariously, almost choking on his breath, "Hahaha... damn it, that’s the funniest joke I’ve ever heard in my life! I’ve never heard such a ridiculous joke in my lifetime!"

Although he was laughing on the face, the look in his eyes towards Ye Xuan was filled with endless bloodthirst and brutality, as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Heh heh..."

Xing Shanhu also revealed a cruel smirk, shaking his head and saying, "In my whole life, I’ve never seen such a brash and arrogant person! More arrogant and annoying than those who I devoured in the past!"

With these words, he licked his lips, his tone turning grim,

"Now I’ve decided, I’m going to chop this kid into mincemeat and make him into a meat pie to eat! I wonder how many days he can feed me?"

What!

Chopped into mincemeat? Made into a meat pie?

Upon hearing these words, everyone present felt a chill to their very core!

To speak so casually about chopping someone up and eating them, this Xing Shanhu was truly twisted and cruel to the extreme.

He was even more terrifying than the rumors suggested, a devil!

A devil who eats people without spitting out the bones!

Yet, faced with Xing Shanhu’s brutal words, Ye Xuan’s expression remained calm, simply glancing at the knife against his neck, and spoke evenly, "I am someone who doesn’t like being pointed at with a gun, and similarly, I don’t like having a knife held to me!"

As his voice dropped, a flash of cold light flickered in his eyes, and he said indifferently, "Now, you dare to hold a knife against me, which really annoys me! When I get annoyed, bad things happen to you, so, leave the hands that are holding the knives behind!"

Holy shit!

What is this kid saying? They should leave their hands behind?

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter once again. Even Xing Shanhu couldn’t help but laugh out loud, "Hahaha! This kid is really a damn fool. Are you sleepwalking? You want to cripple their hands? Don’t you believe that with one command from me, your head will fall—"

However, Xing Shanhu hadn’t finished speaking when Ye Xuan’s indifferent voice already rang out, "Lang Feng, do it!"

What!

Lang Feng? Who is that?

What nonsense is this kid talking now?

As the crowd’s faces showed mockery, the corner of their eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a menacing cold light that flashed abruptly.

It was like a bolt of lightning striking amidst the crowd!

Puchi! Puchi!

A series of dull sounds, like those of piercing a sack, echoed rapidly among the people.

In the next instant, those present witnessed a scene they would never forget!

That lightning-like cold light whisked by swiftly, and then they saw several burly men, holding their swords, sever their wrists in unison.

The glaring red blood gushed out like water from a faucet, spurting rapidly from the severed arms, as screams filled the air!

At that moment, the smile froze on Xing Shanhu’s face. Gazing at the bloody and eerie scene before him, he almost bit his own tongue off.

"That... What is that thing?"

He had only seen a flash of cold light but couldn’t see any figure at all. He had no idea what it was!

The cold light, with each flash, was like effortlessly chopping vegetables; every time it passed by, a swordsman had his wrist sliced off.

Everyone on the scene wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost!

What the hell is going on here?

No one could understand what was happening, and nobody was there to explain. The moment Ye Xuan’s voice fell, that cold light suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterward, those holding their swords to his neck all had one hand cleanly chopped off!

Puchi!

When the last swordsman’s arm was severed, the cold light disappeared as mysteriously as it had appeared.

Out of thin air, it came and went!

This eerie scene made everyone feel a chill in their hearts.

"Wait... Look! What’s that standing behind the kid? How... how did that thing get in!?"

Suddenly, someone called out tremulously, noticing an additional dark shadow standing behind Ye Xuan.

At these words, everyone turned to look, and they were all shocked and dismayed!

Behind Ye Xuan, there now stood an odd black shadow, a pitch-black mass, too indistinct to see clearly.

The dark shadow stood silently, like the most loyal guard, protecting its emperor with utmost humility and reverence.

But this humility and respect were only relative to Ye Xuan, their master.

To everyone else, this shadow seemed like a fearsome beast from ancient times, savage and bloodthirsty, ready to devour.

Furthermore, the people in the private room saw in the left hand of the shadow, it held a razor-sharp short sword.

The short sword was already stained with fresh blood, continuously dripping beads of blood, making a ’drip, drop’ sound.

The scarlet blood beads were especially piercing to the eye as they flowed down along the short sword.

Drip, drop!

Drip, drop!

The sound of blood beads hitting the floor was dull and oppressive, making the atmosphere at that moment extremely eerie!

This shadow was none other than Ye Xuan’s loyal servant, Lang Feng.