Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 113 - 113 113 In rage he shoots his crown of hair for the sake of his beloved son

113: 113: In rage he shoots his crown of hair, for the sake of his beloved son 113: 113: In rage he shoots his crown of hair, for the sake of his beloved son The school leadership was horrified because these girls were all daughters of some teachers; they might have been mischievous at times, but they would never do something so irretrievable.

The head of student discipline was kneeling on the ground, howling in grief.

His good daughter, how could such a thing have happened?

She should have been able to command the wind and rain.

He glared at the girls with ferocity, his eyes filled with hatred.

He would not let these women off easily.

He only had one daughter, and now that he was older and for health reasons, he could not possibly have any more children.

They were trying to cut off his lineage.

Unforgivable.

Something big had happened below, and Yang Zixuan also got up.

When she saw a crowd and the police arriving, she was somewhat baffled.

When she saw a white cloth covering something on the ground, her heart trembled.

Could it really be that she was dead?

“Zixuan, what’s wrong?”

“Can you see me?” Yang Zixuan asked nervously.

“Zixuan, are you alright?” Her classmate touched her forehead, puzzled.

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing.

Do you know what happened down there?” Relieved that she was still alive, Yang Zixuan breathed a sigh of relief.

“The head of student discipline’s daughter, Luo Lijuan, died.

I don’t know what exactly happened, but I think she deserved it.”

“How could that be?

That shouldn’t be the case.” Yang Zixuan couldn’t figure it out, but she was still very pleased inside.

What do you call this—just deserts.

The girls below were about to get on the police car when they suddenly saw Yang Zixuan upstairs and began to scream in terror.

“A ghost, a ghost!”

Only then did the four girls realize that there should have been two bodies on the ground, but why was Yang Zixuan perfectly fine?

Had they known this, they wouldn’t have been so impulsive.

But how could someone who was clearly thrown down be unharmed, unless it was a ghost!

No wonder they were so terribly frightened.

“What’s going on with you all?” The police officers, seeing the upstairs, grew suspicious.

Could there be an accomplice?

But the four girls were too frightened to respond.

The police had no choice but to take them away first.

The campus quieted down, but tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

With a death downstairs in the dormitory, who could sleep?

“Zixuan, let’s go back,” her classmate said, tugging at the dazed Yang Zixuan.

“I’ll stay a bit longer, you go ahead,” Yang Zixuan replied, looking up at the sky, wondering who had saved her.

Tang Feng’s Divine Sense watched Yang Zixuan.

Seeing she was fine, he also withdrew his Divine Sense, not intending to let her know.

Time passed quickly while cultivating, and in the blink of an eye, it was early morning.

Tang Feng finished his cultivation and found that there were already students doing their morning run on campus.

They themselves were surprised to see someone training even earlier than them and nodded politely.

Tang Feng responded with a smile.

Those students who could persist with exercise for so long must be quite outstanding; it’s unlikely that they would turn out badly.

Moreover, such people are more likely to succeed in society later on.

Persistence is a great quality, but very few people can achieve it.

Winter was approaching.

It didn’t matter to him, but there were still some people he needed to take care of.

Lin Xuexian and her daughter Zou Mei came to mind.

A month had passed without contact from them, and they had not called either.

He hadn’t seen Lin Xuexian at school, which Tang Feng thought was not quite normal.

After school in the afternoon, he decided to make the trip, and also visit Elder Zhou for a few more treatments—he had almost forgotten about it amidst his busy schedule.

Tang Feng wouldn’t make promises lightly, but once he did, he would strive to fulfill them.

Tang Feng arrived at a breakfast shop near the school gate; he had become fond of the flavor here after trying it once.

The owner was young and also a voluptuous beauty; with her good looks and tasty food, it was impossible for the business not to thrive.

“Yo, little brother, you’re here, come inside and sit.” The Boss Lady greeted Tang Feng with a sweet smile, as warmly as if he were family, exuding tremendous enthusiasm.

There was a little incident within this story.

One day, as Tang Feng came for breakfast, he happened to encounter a few mischievous students who not only refused to pay their bill but also called in some thugs from the streets.

These hoodlums were determined not only to stiff the owner on the bill but also harbored the desire to get physical.

Seeing these people, the Boss Lady, accompanied by a young helper, felt somewhat frightened.

She thought that setting up shop near the school gate would prevent such disturbances, but she was inevitably troubled anyway.

Amid her anger and helplessness, Tang Feng appeared.

He didn’t just throw those hoodlums out; he also incapacitated them.

They would never be able to harass women again.

Profoundly grateful, the Boss Lady began to treat Tang Feng especially well from that day on, ensuring that he always enjoyed the most delicious breakfast items.

Tang Feng accepted this special treatment gracefully.

A beauty and delightful food—who would he be to refuse such an offer?

Business at the shop was very good.

Following Tang Feng’s suggestion, the Boss Lady finally hired some help—not a regular employee, but a student from the school as a part-time helper, paying fifty for an hour’s work in the mornings.

For students in financial need, this income was substantial.

When she mentioned it, a female student who often bought buns from the shop agreed without hesitation.

Xiao Ling was the Boss Lady’s daughter.

Through interactions over several days, he had learned some insider information, not because Tang Feng was nosey, but because Xiao Ling took a liking to him.

Gradually, she sought a father’s love from Tang Feng.

Tang Feng also got along well with her, often holding her while having breakfast, and the clever girl would bring her homework to him, hoping to spend more time in his company.

Tang Feng was well aware of her little schemes, but he was happy to play along, and since that day, the Boss Lady’s attitude towards him grew even more favorable, to the point that Tang Feng felt slightly uncomfortable.

The Boss Lady, exuding the allure of a mature woman while clad in an apron, held no small attraction for Tang Feng, particularly her figure—ample in the right places to make any man’s heart flutter.

She was the kind of woman whose mere sight provoked longing.

Moreover, she carried herself with a restrained elegance, and her slender legs and waist were unusually high in altitude—such a figure was truly a rare blessing.

To maintain such a figure after having a child was testament to how her job had shaped her, making her in Tang Feng’s eyes beautiful, hardworking, and simply Top Grade.

What a pity that he had arrived a bit too late.

Thus, even in this world, not everything can go as one wishes; he did not insist on it.

Nevertheless, stopping by for breakfast and admiring the diligent Boss Lady was a form of enjoyment unto itself.

Once Tang Feng finished his meal, he didn’t linger.

The Boss Lady just smiled at him.

As for others, she barely exchanged pleasantries with anyone, male or female, working almost like a robot.

This exclusive treatment made Tang Feng feel extremely comfortable, feeling a hint of pride regardless of what else he felt.

Just as he stepped outside, several blades flashed by—abruptly, five or six youths with knives rushed out near the breakfast shop.

Their target was clearly none other than Tang Feng.

The tranquil morning at the shop turned to chaos as screams erupted here and there; the reality of the violent scene before them was genuinely frightening.

No, stop!

The Boss Lady covered her mouth in terror as she watched several long knives slashing at Tang Feng.

Some students, petrified, dashed away with ashen faces, while those inside the shop took cover.

The Boss Lady rushed out, clenching a basin of hot water; she intended to scald these scoundrels regardless of the consequences.

Rage flared unbridled, not for herself but for the protection of another.