Urban Immortal Doctor Master
Chapter 304 - 304 304 Men should be ruthless and imposing Thanks for the tip with an update

304: 304: Men should be ruthless and imposing [Thanks for the tip with an update] 304: 304: Men should be ruthless and imposing [Thanks for the tip with an update] “What are you doing!” A boy shielded the girl, undeniably brave.

“Smack!” A slap rang out, and the man fell to the ground.

“Kid, don’t play hero if it’s not necessary, it can get people killed,” sneered a lackey behind Sha Kun.

“Guys, let’s do it.” Zhang Tao saw a classmate being hit and immediately grabbed a bottle, with dozens of boys quickly joining in.

“Looking for a fight?” Brother Kun pulled something out of his pocket, and suddenly everyone fell silent.

A weapon.

Moreover, it was an automatic weapon, incredibly fast and hard to dodge.

“Come on, a bunch of kids who haven’t even sprouted hair yet,” Sha Kun looked down disdainfully at the crowd of boys, his gaze finally resting on Tang Feng.

“Hey, Sha Kun, right?

Which hand did you hit my classmate with?” Tang Feng approached with a smile.

“The right hand, so what?

You looking to settle the score, kid?” Sha Kun laughed.

“You guessed right, here’s your prize.” Tang Feng struck immediately.

A grab, a twist, and a crisp sound was followed by a scream from Sha Kun that was startling.

“Brother Yu, right?

He just hit you—now you can hit him back,” Tang Feng said indifferently.

“No!

I want to defeat him myself.

Without relying on others, I can grow,” a gleam shone in Yu Zijun’s eyes.

“Sha Kun, you guys can leave,” Yu Zijun knew such an opportunity would be hard to come by again.

But he had to take this step, to be truly unstoppable, he must know no fear.

He’s human too; one day I will be stronger than him, and everyone will know that Yu Zijun is not inept.

So what if I’m the youngest?

I can still defy fate.

“Young man, thank you.” Yu Zijun envied Tang Feng’s strength.

In his eyes, the opponent that was unbeatable fell to Tang Feng in just one move.

He resented, if not for once acting on impulse and injuring his meridians, he wouldn’t have to endure such disdain today.

He couldn’t get a bit of advantage at home, nor out in the world.

“I wasn’t helping you, there’s no need for thanks.

But keep up this attitude.

Opportunities are prepared for those who seek them persistently.

Stick with it and you’ll reach the summit of the strong one day,” Tang Feng gave him a gentle pat.

Yu Zijun felt a warmth on his shoulder, then spreading through his body, but he didn’t pay it much attention.

“Let’s enjoy ourselves, tonight’s on me,” said Yu Zijun, willing to be friends with someone like Tang Feng.

“You’re considerate, your friendship, I accept.

But tonight I’ve promised my classmates, so maybe another time,” Tang Feng replied.

“Alright, we’ll get together another time when we’re both free.” Yu Zijun didn’t linger, after all, he was wounded and still had his pride to maintain.

But no one laughed at him.

He discovered the pride that a man should have.

It only garnered respect.

In times of weakness, one has many choices: resist and rise with pride or bow and kneel, falling into the abyss.

Each choice comes with its price.

But no matter which is chosen, it should be respected.

Everyone has the right to choose how to survive, whether to fight or to submit; there’s a reason for either.

Not everyone is born with high status like Yu Zijun.

For an ordinary person, if they had tried to fight with a bottle, they would have been smashed to pieces and thrown out.

Such is the unfairness between people.

But the world is unfair like this; where there’s wealth, there’s poverty; where there’s strength, there’s weakness.

Yet, fate is also fair.

Unyielding pride often emerges from poverty, and ultimately, their triumph reaches further, higher.

There’s a saying that’s very true and classic: “The real masters are among the common people.”

Never underestimate this saying.

And never look down on anyone, because they might be someone you can never reach.

Did it seem peaceful after Sha Kun and his trash left?

Impossible, places like this never know peace.

You never know if an assassin might be sitting right next to you.

Where there are people, there are disputes, and even in the nicest places, there will be dissatisfaction.

But its charm lies precisely here.

Because no one knows anything, they can easily let go and be themselves.

Watching his classmates sway in the dance floor, Tang Feng smiled, too; such ease could only be found here.

He realized inviting them out had probably been an excellent decision.

“What the hell are you doing?!”

In the middle of the dance floor, a woman turned around and slapped Long Hair.

“Motherfucker, you dare to hit me.” Long Hair grabbed the woman’s hair and yanked, and then they started scuffling.

Everyone quickly stepped aside, and security rapidly took their positions.

“Chang Mao, let’s talk this out, what are you doing?”

“Brother Biao, didn’t you see this little bitch hit me first?

I haven’t kicked her to death, that’s already merciful, pah!” he said, about to hit her again.

“Lay a finger on her again and see what happens.” Tang Feng stepped forward and helped the girl up, only to see her crying a river.

While dancing moments ago, she had been groped harshly on her buttocks.

Not just that, Long Hair kept pressing up against her from behind, pushing her to her limit.

“It’s okay now, I’m very sorry.

Today was supposed to be fun for everyone.

Boss, if it’s possible, we’d like to book the venue for the rest of the night, could you ask the other customers to leave, so we students can have some time together?

We don’t have many moments like this left.”

“Of course, I’ll cover their expenses from earlier.”

“I’ll give it a try.” The bar owner picked up the microphone, and nearly all the customers agreed.

Only Long Hair and his few friends refused to leave.

“How do you want to handle this?” Tang Feng asked the woman.

“Scum like him isn’t worth keeping alive.” Long Hair was furious and swung his hand at her again.

But this time, he was thrown out.

If it weren’t for the wall, he would have certainly fallen to the ground.

“You dare to hit me.” Long Hair raged, digging into his clothes, pulling out a long knife, not just him, but his brought-alongs as well.

“Chang Mao, don’t take it too far,” said the security team leader, a tough guy himself, stepping in front of Tang Feng.

“Brother Biao, move aside, don’t get involved in this.”

“Chang Mao, this is my turf to protect.

If something happens, how will I hold my head up after this?”

“Damn you, Biao, you think I’m afraid of you?

If you’re looking for trouble, you can’t blame me!” Chang Mao took his long knife and hacked down.

This wasn’t a bluff; it was a genuine attempt to chop.

The few guys behind followed suit and took a swing at Tang Feng.

The boys behind Tang Feng picked up stools and joined the fray.

“Dead Bull, did you call for help?” Chang Mao, obviously unable to hit Ah Biao, and having been kicked a few meters away, could only wait for his own backup now.

He had dozens of his own guys on hand.

“Already called big bro, he’ll be here soon.”

“Good, today I’m bound for trouble.” Chang Mao’s eyes shone as he looked at the few girls.

“Big bro, let us have a taste too,” taunted the several men, discussing something indecent as if no one was around, completely besting Tang Feng’s patience.

Some people can truly be this shameless.

He stepped forward.

“Brothers, hold back for now.

It’ll be easier once the police arrive.”

“You do know the police chief just changed, right?” Chang Mao let out a brazen laugh.

“No matter who it is, your kind won’t end well.”

“Curse me all you want, it’s useless, because the new chief is my cousin, ha—” Chang Mao laughed, the reason he dared to call for backup.

“Brother Yu, you guys should leave quickly.

Soon, you won’t be able to.

Let’s talk back at school.” Security Biao had a guard open the back door.

“Ah Ji, block the back, don’t let a single one escape.”

“I’m pissed off!” Su Wudong charged first, his stool sweeping towards Chang Mao and his group.

Everyone joined in, they were just a few after all.