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Rural Doctor Enters the City: Whoever Touches My Wife, I'll Take Them Down!-Chapter 52 - Wang Bing!
52: Chapter 52 Wang Bing!
52 -52 Wang Bing!
Zhou Yu put away his phone and said,
“Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. frёeωebɳovel.com
Look, Director Lin is calling to hurry me; I have to go back.”
Lv Fang and Zhang Sheng were both surprised.
“Mr.
Zhou, may I ask, have you and Director Lin married?”
Zhou Yu shook his head.
“Not yet, but I’m currently living at the Lin Family’s place.”
Zhang Sheng reacted quickly, immediately admiring.
“Hahaha, Director Lin and Mr.
Zhou, truly a match made in heaven with talent and beauty.
Let me know when you get married; I must attend.”
Lv Fang quickly said,
“Me too.”
Zhou Yu gave a wry smile.
“Alright, no problem.”
After seeing Zhou Yu off, Lv Fang took a deep breath.
“Brother Zhang, the relationship between Mr.
Zhou and the Lin Family is indeed extraordinary.”
Zhang Sheng nodded.
“Yes, the Lin Family is really lucky to have a son-in-law like the Divine Doctor Zhou.
Their ascent is just a matter of time.”
Lv Fang immediately thanked him.
“Brother Zhang, thank you for the heads-up just now, otherwise, I might have offended not only Mr.
Zhou but also the Zhao Family.”
Zhang Sheng waved his hand.
“Brother Lv, what are you talking about?
You have taken care of my business for years.
Come on, let’s go back in and continue drinking.”
“Haha, sure.”
…
Wanhua Mountain villa district.
Zhou Yu had the driver stop at the entrance, then he walked back home.
However, he had only taken a few steps when he suddenly paused; a glint flashed across his eyes.
Swish!
A low, swooshing noise came through the air.
In the dim moonlight, a flash of bright silver, using the moonlight as cover, streaked towards Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu ghostly stretched out his hand and clamped down on this flash of bright silver.
It was a short dagger.
This dagger was beautifully crafted, compact and delicate, resembling a little goldfish.
Zhou Yu turned his head towards the nearby woods, his eyes gleaming.
Swish!
He casually flung his hand, and the thrown dagger burst out instantaneously.
Crack!
A breaking sound was heard.
A weeping willow on his left was directly cut down.
As the willow broke, a cry of shock followed by a groan of pain came from the shadows behind it.
Zhou Yu said indifferently,
“Come out.”
A moment later, from the woods, a figure limping out emerged.
It was a man with a crew cut, about thirty-five years old, ordinary-looking but with eyes as sharp as an eagle’s.
This person seemed somewhat familiar.
At this moment, the man came before Zhou Yu, bowed respectfully, and said,
“Thank you, Mr.
Zhou, for showing mercy.”
Zhou Yu asked indifferently, “Who are you?”
The man hurriedly said,
“Mr.
Zhou, my name is Wang Bing.
I am the personal bodyguard of Master Zhao.”
Zhou Yu remembered.
A few days ago, at the Zhao Family’s private party, he had indeed seen this man, although he had been low-profile, always standing not far behind Master Zhao.
“What do you intend by ambushing me here?” Zhou Yu spoke.
Wang Bing shook his head several times, smiling apologetically.
“Mr.
Zhou, I’m sorry, you misunderstood.
I had no intention of harming you.
After seeing Mr.
Zhou that day, I felt you were extraordinary, and on a whim, I wanted to have a sparring match with you.”
Zhou Yu knew that Wang Bing was not lying.
Because the dagger thrown earlier, though covertly, did not mean to harm him.
Even if he hadn’t dodged or moved, the flying dagger wouldn’t have hit him, it would have just flown past behind him.
If he did not understand martial arts, he would have felt just a chilly wind grazing the back of his head.
“I didn’t expect Mr.
Zhou’s strength to be so fearsome.
If not for Mr.
Zhou showing mercy, I probably couldn’t have saved my leg,” Wang Bing said.
At this moment, there was a wound on his leg, already staining his trousers red with blood.
Zhou Yu flicked his finger, and an almost imperceptible current of air shot out.
Wang Bing’s wound on the leg immediately stopped bleeding.
Seeing this move, Wang Bing was shocked.
“Mr.
Zhou, are you a Qi Refinement master?”
Zhou Yu nodded.
“You could say that.”
Wang Bing trembled all over.
He knew too well what being a Qi Refinement master meant.
Wang Bing himself was a martial artist, but he was a Body Refinement martial artist.
Today, in the Martial Arts World, more than ninety percent of martial artists are Body Refinement artists, and Qi Refinement martial artists are few and far between.
This is partly because Qi Refinement requires extremely high aptitude—it’s rare for even one in ten thousand ordinary martial artists to achieve it.
On the other hand, it is also due to the rarity of Qi Refinement Cultivation Techniques, which are not available to ordinary people.
But that’s not what shocked Wang Bing the most.
Because while Qi Refinement martial artists are rare, they are not powerful in the early stages, and at this stage, if they face a Body Refinement martial artist, Qi Refinement artists have no chance of winning, unless they cultivate to a certain realm.
It was clear that Zhou Yu belonged to the latter case.
“Mr.
Zhou, I apologize for the disturbance today, and I’m truly sorry.” Wang Bing said.
Zhou Yu waved his hand.
“It’s nothing.”
Then, he turned and left.
Watching Zhou Yu’s departing figure, Wang Bing’s eyes flashed with depth.