The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 503 - 503 477 Punishment

503: Chapter 477: Punishment 503: Chapter 477: Punishment Guo Meiqian walked over from the corner, and He Yinghui reached out to grab her hand, saying, “Let’s go!”

With a swish, Guo Meiqian immediately shrugged off He Yinghui’s hand.

He was momentarily stunned and glared at Guo Meiqian, saying, “What do you mean?!

You ungrateful woman!

Don’t push your luck!”

Guo Meiqian gave a cold laugh, her face clearly marked with a slap imprint.

She now utterly despised He Yinghui—she couldn’t believe he took his frustrations out on her whenever things didn’t go his way.

Now that she had Liu Hun as her support, she no longer had to live as his punching bag.

“The shameless one is you!

I’m going to denounce you!” Guo Meiqian said as she stood next to Liu Hun.

Upon seeing Guo Meiqian’s demeanor, He Yinghui instantly understood and became so angry that his hair nearly stood on end.

Pointing at Liu Hun, he shouted, “You…

you dared to touch my woman?!” Unable to accept the cuckolding, He urged couldn’t take it any more.

Liu Hun leaned over and whispered to He Yinghui, “I win your collection, I slept with your woman, and now I’m going to send you to jail to pick up soap.

Are you satisfied?”

“Liu Hun!” He Yinghui was livid, his eyes bloodshot.

He was about to attack Liu Hun, but before he could, two police officers restrained him.

“Let go!

Let me go, dammit!

I’m going to sue you all!” He Yinghui struggled and shouted, acting all entitled.

“Hand it over!” Liu Hun demanded, extending his hand to Guo Meiqian, who immediately handed over her phone to him.

Holding the phone, Liu Hun played the video that Guo Meiqian had recorded from the corner, showing it to He Yinghui.

“See clearly.

You still dare claim you have nothing to do with the kidnapping?

The mastermind behind the scenes, the ultimate planner—you are the main conspirator!

Better repent sincerely at the police station!”

Watching the secretly recorded video, He Yinghui’s face turned deathly pale, losing his earlier arrogance and looking defeated, like frostbitten eggplant.

He was dragged away by two police officers.

“Manager Ding!” Liu Hun walked over to Ding Shan, saying, “Brainiac!

Strategist!

You gave He Yinghui quite a few ideas, huh?”

Ding Shan’s face immediately turned as sour as a bitter melon, and with a crying tone, he said, “Manager Liu, really…

I didn’t, I swear!

It was all He Yinghui forcing me!

I’m weak and sickly, I’d die if I went in!”

Liu Hun patted Ding Shan’s shiny, bald head, saying, “Manager Ding!

With your body going in…” he then glanced at Ding Shan’s obese figure and continued, “You’d definitely be favored!

Don’t worry, you won’t die!” After that, Ding Shan was also taken away by two police officers.

He didn’t grasp the meaning of Liu Hun’s words until he reached the doorway and then started crying and shouting loudly.

Bai Qiang was similarly escorted by two police officers.

Liu Hun said to him, “Do you know why I suddenly showed up here?”

Bai Qiang shook his head.

Without saying anything else, Xu Xiyu walked gracefully into the room, hooking her arm through Liu Hun’s, saying, “Tonight, Meiqian and I will take good care of you!”

Hearing this, Bai Qiang’s head exploded with anger, cursing at Liu Hun and Xu Xiyu.

Liu Hun then pinned him down with a burst of Black Dragon Power, leaving him limp before the police threw him into the police car.

Liu Hun wasn’t in a hurry to sue He Yinghui and the others.

On one hand, the police still needed to investigate the tomb-robbing case; on the other hand, Liu Hun didn’t want to alarm Chen Gang prematurely.

With Mu Zhengrong’s help, the police station completely sealed off the news of He Yinghui’s capture.

Five days later, Liu Hun was still asleep in the presidential suite of the Hilton hotel when his phone rang.

“Ding ding ding…

ding ding ding…”

Groggily, Liu Hun picked up the phone, “Hello?”

“Young Master!

Our goods have shown up, Chen Gang couldn’t resist making a move!” Zhong Xiao spoke from the other end of the line.

Liu Hun instantly sat up and said to Zhong Xiao, “Where are you now?

I’ll be right there.”

“I’m at the company,” Zhong Xiao replied.

“Okay, wait for me!” Liu Hun hung up the phone, and only then did he notice Guo Meiqian and Xu Xiyu—one pressing on his legs and the other holding his arm, both sleeping obliviously, the room filled with a strong fishy smell and various types of lingerie and paraphernalia scattered on the bed and floor.

Liu Hun extracted himself and thought about the past few days battling with these two women, knowing that after this ordeal, both women would be utterly devoted to him.

After leaving the hotel, Liu Hun immediately went to the general manager’s office at the antique company.

Besides Zhong Xiao and Mo Laotian, there was a short, fat middle-aged man with thick glasses.

“Young Master Liu, you’ve arrived.

Let me introduce Mr.

Fang Jing, a specialist in black market sales,” Zhong Xiao then said to Fang Jing, “This is…”

“I know, Manager Liu, Mr.

Liu!

I’ve long heard of your great reputation; it’s an honor to meet you!

I’ve seen both of your significant betting events in person; you are the only person Mr.

Fang respects!” The short, fat Fang Jing said excitedly as he shook hands with Liu Hun.

After exchanging pleasantries, Fang Jing managed to calm his excitement and sat down.

Then Zhong Xiao explained, “Mr.

Fang is someone Laotian got in touch with recently for stock; he greatly admires you, Young Master, so we quickly started doing business with him.

Our main supply channel in Old Arch Street is Mr.

Fang.”

After clarifying this, Zhong Xiao continued, “Mr.

Fang recently got a hold of a very precious piece of red coral and contacted Laotian saying the seller wanted to move the goods, so I immediately notified you.”

Liu Hun, of course, remembered that rare piece of red coral—it was acquired from Chen Gang’s group.

So, he asked Fang Jing, “Mr.

Fang, is it possible for us to meet the seller?”

Adjusting his glasses with a smile, Fang Jing said, “Looking at Mr.

Liu, you hardly seem like just a buyer.

If Mr.

Liu is willing to be frank with someone, I am also willing to be open with Mr.

Liu.”

Liu Hun and Zhong Xiao exchanged a glance, and seeing Zhong Xiao nod, Liu Hun assumed Zhong Xiao must have figured out everything about Fang Jing, so he briefly explained the situation to Fang Jing.

After listening, Fang Jing said to Liu Hun, “Mr.

Liu, I, Fang Jing, can help you with this matter, but there is a condition!”

“Let’s hear it!” Liu Hun liked making deals with others; he didn’t believe there were people in this world who would help others without expecting something in return, as everyone had their motives and interests.

“I would like to partner with Mr.

Liu and set up a company to expand this business.

What do you think, Mr.

Liu?” suggested Fang Jing.

Antiques and gambling on stones were risky ventures where judgment was crucial, and Liu Hun was just the person renowned for his precision, making a partnership with him highly promising.

Liu Hun laughed heartily and said, “I’ve been looking for a professional manager, and since Mr.

Fang is so interested, I, Liu Hun, shall not refuse.

However, we must first find Chen Gang.”

In a simple noodle restaurant in the suburban area, Fang Jing sat between Chen Gang and Niu Hua, who faced each other.

Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, Niu Hua looked like a typical wealthy businessman, clearly another actor brought in by Liu Hun.

With a smile, Fang Jing said to Chen Gang, “Mr.

Chen, this is Chairman Niu from Honghua Real Estate, who has a keen interest in antique collections.” After finishing, he said to Niu Hua, “Mr.

Niu, this is Mr.

Chen I’ve been telling you about!”

Before Niu Hua could speak, Chen Gang impatiently asked, “Stop beating around the bush, just one question, did you bring the money?

I want cash.”

Niu Hua immediately placed two briefcases on the table and said, “Where’s the coral?”

Chen Gang also promptly took out a woven bag from behind him and said, “It’s right in here!

Check for yourself!”

After Chen Gang counted the money, he followed routine and gave Fang Jing his share, then left without another word with both briefcases.

Carrying the two briefcases, Chen Gang wandered around several circles in the village amidst the suburbs before finally returning to his rented room.

“Heh heh!

This guy is really slipperier than an eel!

Luckily, we installed a tracker, otherwise, we couldn’t have kept up,” said Monkey, looking at his computer.

Liu Hun slowly rolled down the van’s window, observing the densely built self-constructed buildings ten meters away.

With dense housing and a variety of people, and a high population density, it was not easy to thoroughly catch Chen Gang and find the items.

“Boss Liu, the guy has stopped.

According to the display analysis, he should be on the sixth floor!

Should we go up and catch him?” Monkey asked Liu Hun.

Liu Hun shook his head and said, “Chen Gang is no ordinary man.

If we rush up recklessly, not only is it uncertain whether we can catch him, but even if we do, he likely won’t tell us where the items are hidden.”

“That’s easy; these items are all treasures.

Chen Gang will definitely keep them with him.

We can find them just in his room!” Monkey speculated.

“It’s not that simple; think about their methods of hiding things.

If he doesn’t speak up, we might dismantle the entire house and still might not find them,” Zhong Xiao told Monkey, remembering the time they had searched Old Archway Street, which they could never have located without Big Beard leading the way.

Listening to their conversation, Liu Hun quickly came up with an idea and said to Monkey, “Monkey, go and inquire who the landlord of this building is, and after finding out, ask them to come see me.”

“Okay!” Monkey immediately got out of the car.

An hour and a half later, Monkey brought a middle-aged woman in flip-flops and munching on sunflower seeds, with a corpulent figure, to the side of the van.

“Ptui!” The middle-aged woman spat out the shell of the seeds and said to Liu Hun and the others, “What do you want from me?”

“Is this building yours?” Liu Hun asked the middle-aged woman.

“Yeah, mine, why?

Want to rent it?

Sorry, it’s gone!

Be early next time!” The middle-aged woman said, turning to leave, but Monkey stopped her and said, “There’s still something we haven’t finished talking about; don’t be in such a rush!”

The middle-aged woman clapped her hands and placed them on her broad hips, saying, “What’s going on here today, trying to be difficult?”

“Click click!” Liu Hun casually opened the two briefcases, revealing neat stacks of blinding cash, which immediately froze the scowl on the middle-aged woman’s face.

“My goodness!

How much money is this?” exclaimed the middle-aged woman, shocked.

“It’s all yours!

But there’s just one condition!” Liu Hun closed the briefcases and placed them in front of the middle-aged woman.

“No…

it’s not about killing someone, right?” The middle-aged woman asked nervously, feeling no amount of money could equate to a life.

“No!” Liu Hun affirmed confidently.

“That’s good!

That’s good!

Just tell me!

Whatever you want, I’m willing!” The middle-aged woman placed her hands on the briefcases.

Chen Gang, after making his way back to the rented room through a series of detours and locking the door carefully, was immediately approached by two of his lackeys who asked, “Brother Gang, did you sell the items?”

Chen Gang smiled, patted the briefcases, and said, “Have I ever slipped up?

Take the items out; we need to change locations.”

“Change locations?

Why do we need to change locations?” one lackey asked, puzzled.