The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 734 Golden Mountain_1

Chapter 734: Chapter 734 Golden Mountain_1

"What do you care? He’s just stronger than you, so stop harassing me. I’ll never like you." After saying that, Su Qingcheng grabbed Ning Fan and headed back to her room.

"Stop right there!"

Unable to tolerate such humiliation, Zheng Tianlu let out a fierce roar, and immediately, dozens of bodyguards streamed in from outside, surrounding Ning Fan and Su Qingcheng.

The onlookers, upon seeing this, all scattered backward in fear, worried about being caught in the crossfire.

"Zheng Tianlu, what on earth do you want to do?" Su Qingcheng’s face turned frosty as she shouted sternly.

Zheng Tianlu’s face was equally dark as he gritted his teeth and said, "Didn’t you say this kid is in good shape? I want to see how many punches he can take! Hit him!"

The bodyguards, without a word, charged directly at Ning Fan.

The fastest one lunged forward, aiming a punch at Ning Fan’s face.

Ning Fan merely tilted his head and dodged the punch, then immediately pressed his right hand on the bodyguard’s head and smashed it violently towards the ground.

Bang!

Like a comet hitting the earth, the dull sound echoed in the hall, even causing the floor to tremble.

The bodyguard passed out without even a chance to scream.

The other bodyguards, seeing this, couldn’t help but show looks of shock.

This kid’s strength doesn’t seem simple!

But with Zheng Tianlu watching from behind, the bodyguards didn’t dare retreat and could only charge forward with grim determination.

Bang bang bang!

Accompanied by muffled thuds, the bodyguards scattered like a celestial maiden scattering blossoms, falling across various parts of the hall.

The hotel manager watched, on the verge of tears; all this destruction was on him!

Bang!

As Ning Fan took down the last bodyguard, all the bodyguards lay on the ground, either unconscious or injured.

"Damn it! A bunch of trash! Get up now!"

The bodyguards lay on the ground playing dead, none daring to stand up to face Ning Fan again.

As Ning Fan approached, Zheng Tianlu swallowed hard and said with feigned courage, "Kid, I warn you, if you dare to touch me, the Zheng Family won’t let you off..."

Bang!

Before he could finish, a massive fist smashed into his face.

The powerful blow made Zheng Tianlu feel as if he had been hit by a wild buffalo; his vision turned dark as he spat blood and passed out immediately.

"Idiot, you think you’re worthy of pursuing me without any real skill?"

With a sneer, Su Qingcheng left the hotel with Ning Fan, heading straight for Liu Qingye’s laboratory.

When Zheng Tianlu woke up, he found himself lying on the hotel floor, surrounded by bodyguards.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

"The young master is awake!"

"Quick, take the young master to the hospital for a check-up!"

The bodyguards helped Zheng Tianlu to his feet in a fluster and rushed him to the hospital.

At the hospital, they happened to run into Zhang Yun, who was there for treatment.

"Zhang Yun?"

"Zheng Tianlu?"

They often interacted, but it was incredible for them to meet at the hospital.

Both scions of noble families, now reduced to such a sorry state?

After exchanging information, they were shocked to discover that the same Ning Fan had injured them both!

"That son of a bitch, I’m going to kill him sooner or later!" Zhang Yun’s eyes were bloodshot. He had dozens of steel nails embedded in his body just to barely restore his shoulder.

Seeing Zhang Yun’s miserable state, Zheng Tianlu felt a bit better, thinking he only suffered a broken nose in comparison.

There’s nothing worse than comparison. Next to Zheng Tianlu’s injuries, his own seemed like mere scratches.

"We should be magnanimous and not lower ourselves to the level of those country bumpkins," Zheng Tianlu said with a smile as he patted his shoulder.

Zhang Yun glanced at him and nearly cursed out loud.

My shoulder is wrecked, and you just have a broken nose—you would say that, damn it!

"But according to what you said, this kid isn’t just accompanied by Capital City’s Miss Su of the Su Family, but also the Liu sisters," Zheng Tianlu narrowed his eyes, "They must have banded together for a reason."

"I think I know a bit," Zhang Yun said coldly. "I heard that Liu Xia’s elder sister is working on some new research; maybe it’s related to this!"

"We must investigate it thoroughly. There might be a huge opportunity here," Zheng Tianlu nodded, "And we definitely cannot let that kid off the hook!"

"Hmph, I’m going to ask our family’s Patrons to take action immediately, and you should ask yours too, Brother Zheng. I refuse to believe this kid can defeat them all!"

Both families had many Martial Artist Patrons. If they requested, they could summon at least a dozen or twenty.

After all, both were future heirs of their respective families.

...

Meanwhile, Zhou Shi had just emerged from the examination room, dark-faced enough that you might think he could drip ink.

All his past abuses of power for personal gain had been confirmed.

Now not only had he lost his position as the dean, but his medical license had also been revoked, and he couldn’t even be a regular doctor anymore!

"Damn it, all because of that bastard kid, I’ll never let him go!"

Zhou Shi was fuming with rage, with no reflection on his own faults, only blaming them on Ning Fan.

The kid should never have appeared!

He stood on the street corner, anger and confusion rising in his heart, like a bird that had lost its way.

Without his position as dean and his medical license, Zhou Shi had no idea where to turn.

Ding-ding-ding—

Just then, his phone rang. It was a friend calling him.

"Old Zhou, what have you been up to? Interested in a little insider information?"

"Just spit it out," Zhou Shi said impatiently.

"Hehe, Tianling Biotech Company is about to set up a branch in East Sea. It’s a gold mine!"