Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 130 - 130 130 Isn't my apology enough

130: 130: Isn’t my apology enough?

[Please favorite] 130: 130: Isn’t my apology enough?

[Please favorite] Su Qing didn’t realize that her prohibition had been unintentionally lifted, but with Tang Feng’s repeated pounding, how could she think of that?

Wow!

Whether it was out of grievance or something else, Tang Feng, having finished speaking, cried even louder.

“Alright, isn’t an apology enough?

Stop crying, or else I’ll come again,” he said, and as soon as the words had left his mouth, Su Qing indeed stopped crying, but tears continued to flow, her pitiful appearance making it even harder for Tang Feng to bear, she was a woman after all.

Tears come as they please.

“You say you are as beautiful as a flower, can’t your temper be a little softer?

If you hadn’t been so aggressive just now, I wouldn’t have resorted to this.

Anyway, you haven’t suffered any loss, and I won’t hold a grudge.

Listen clearly, you better understand your family’s situation first.

The fault lies with the Su Family, not me, Tang Feng.

If there is a next time, it won’t be like this.

I won’t be merciful again.” Having said this, he sighed, pointed a finger at Su Qing’s forehead, passed the principles of Divine Movement Thunder to her, then disappeared with a final remark.

After Tang Feng left, Su Qing sat up, did not gather up the White silk, and buried her head in her knees, still crying.

Suddenly, she felt that something extra was in her mind.

After checking, she was stunned, then stared blankly in the direction where Tang Feng had disappeared.

What does this boy mean, hitting someone and then throwing a date?

Damn it, how dare you hit me, Su Qing, I won’t let you get away with this.

Thinking of Tang Feng’s dominance, she couldn’t help but touch her lips, and then, unable to resist, she touched her cheeks as well, a flush rising on her face – after all, she was still an unwed lady and the initial sensation was still very profound.

Suddenly, her heart was in turmoil.

She shamefully harbored a strange feeling and didn’t seem to hate Tang Feng very much.

Yet, she wasn’t the type to be easily subdued.

The drama was still to follow, hmph!

As if I am so easy to bully, she settled her feelings, retrieved the White silk, and headed back in the direction of the Su Family.

Revenge, long days lay ahead.

Tang Feng was still in a good mood, returned to Nandu, and went to Zou Mei’s restaurant, which was doing well, spending the evening dining with mother and daughter.

However, on such an important day, when Tang Feng suddenly left, Zou Mei didn’t know how many eye rolls she gave, having already regarded him as the dearest person in her heart.

She also saw him as a support for her daughter’s future.

As for herself, as long as he wanted her, she wouldn’t refuse, living her life for her daughter and Tang Feng, with all her deeds in his honor.

Tang Feng’s days in Nandu were numbered, with at most half a year left.

After his exams, there might be a separation, she dared not think about what the days without seeing Tang Feng would be like, only wanting to cherish this time.

Tang Feng was somewhat depressed, Zou Mei specially prepared a nourishing soup for him, he didn’t want to drink it, but she insisted, it was really a well-meant mistake.

Tang Feng had boundless energy, he really wished Zou Mei would try it personally, of course, just a thought.

After having the soup, having eaten his fill, he chatted with the mother and daughter for a while, and then left the restaurant.

Entering the school gate, he saw a bunch of young people blocking the entrance of the snack shop, these people wielding various tools, continuously smashing the roll-up door.

Inside, a girl’s crying could be heard.

Tang Feng was furious.

Hadn’t he assigned people to protect this shop?

How could someone still dare to cause trouble?

“Stop it.”

The youths turned around and upon seeing young Tang Feng, they all laughed.

Did this kid fail to see the situation and dared to meddle?

“Who are you guys?”

“Buddy likes to meddle, doesn’t he?

Mute, go beat him up a bit, but don’t kill him,” ordered one of the youths arrogantly waving his hand.

A tall youth stepped forward, he dropped the tool in his hand and walked towards Tang Feng, stopping two or three steps away, and hooked his index finger.

Tang Feng laughed, stepped forward, and threw a punch.

The tall young man bellowed and looked at Tang Feng with mockery, ready to catch the punch—as far as he was concerned, how powerful could a skinny kid be?

Bang!

The tall young man froze, feeling a tremendous force collide with him as his body involuntarily flew backward.

The pain in his internal organs was unbearable, and he spat out blood, fainting before he even hit the ground.

Splash!

The crowd of youths quickly stepped aside as the tall young man tragically fell to the ground.

The heavy sound caused a shiver of fear in the hearts of the youths.

“What the hell are you all staring at?

Get him!

Take this kid down,” said another young man as he retreated to the back.

He had seen enough of the world to know not to confront someone who could send a 200-pound man flying with a single punch.

He figured his gang could outnumber the kid and still stand a chance.

But he was soon stunned.

Seeing Tang Feng raise a hand and make a kick, none of his followers remained standing.

He didn’t even realize he was trembling, forgetting to run away, just standing there dumbly, showing a smile uglier than death.

“You think you’re tough, huh?” Tang Feng walked over.

The young man threw down his weapon and knelt, “Big brother, I was wrong.”

“Who are you, and since when did I become your big brother?” Tang Feng had no interest in such cowardly trash.

“Uncle, my lord, please spare me.

I didn’t recognize Mount Tai.

I’ll compensate, and I swear I’ll never come here again.” The young man kowtowed, his life hanging by a thread, not caring about losing face as his forehead made intimate contact with the ground.

The youths lying on the ground saw their leader acting so lowly and vile, and suddenly realized, walking this path was only a joke after all.

What about facing difficulties together or sharing fortunes—those were just lip service, sounding nice but as mythical as fairy tales.

As for them, the underlings charging into the fray, when would riches and honor come their way?

It was good enough to get a sip of the soup.

“Establishing dominion over Nandu as Yong Ye,” that was just a joke.

“Are you under the Red Tiger Alliance?”

“No, not at all, we’re under the War Alliance,” the young man quickly clarified.

“Since when did a War Alliance emerge?” Tang Feng was also surprised.

In the shadow of the powerful Red Tiger Alliance, who would dare to challenge it here?

“The War Alliance was recently formed to oppose the Red Tiger Alliance’s annexations, comprising over a dozen alliances from the eastern and western districts,” the young man did not dare conceal.

So that was it.

Tang Feng laughed.

Such was human nature, forming alliances with former foes in the face of crisis—a truly fascinating trait.

“Nowadays, society is improving, the economy is booming, and instead of striving to work, you choose evil paths that harm yourselves and others.

Did your families raise you just for this life of fighting and killing?

If I were not in a good mood today, none of you would be able to return home,” Tang Feng said indifferently, his murderous aura making the youths shiver.

The youths looked at Tang Feng in astonishment, wondering if this kid had ever killed before—he was terrifying.

“Yes, yes, we were wrong, and we will certainly change,” the kowtowing youth secretly rejoiced, having saved his life.

“Although I don’t believe a dog can change its tricks, you are humans, and I hope you can listen.

If not for yourselves, then at least for your families.

There are many ways to make a living without resorting to such dangerous paths; otherwise, even if I let you go, the heavens won’t spare you.

Get lost and take care of yourselves,” Tang Feng said dispassionately, uninterested in these misguided minnows, but out of kindness, he still advised them.

As for whether they would take his advice to heart, that was not his concern.

The group of youths scrammed in disgrace.

Tang Feng gave Mei Ling a call, telling her about the incident at the school gates.

The girl was furious upon hearing it.

She had already sent people to check on that area, but still, trouble had occurred.

It seemed her authority was not formidable enough.

A need to make an example was essential; otherwise, the Red Tiger Alliance would always be disorganized.