Urban Super Medical Saint-Chapter 740 - 739: Master Ge, what are you doing here?

Song Wenhong and the others naturally didn't know that Ouyang Murong, due to his mediocre talent for cultivation, had devoted much of his energy to training his physical strength and combat skills, which were already formidable. Now, with his cultivation surpassing that of the past, especially after receiving help from Ge Dongxu this morning and making a breakthrough to the Fourth Layer of Qi Cultivation, his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds.

With robust True Qi combined with his physical power and combat techniques, once he erupted in full force, how could Ye Biao and the few bodyguards stand a chance?

"Damn it, do you know how many brothers I have, how many guns? Dare to hit me? If you've got the guts, kill me!" Ye Biao also had some backbone, and even though Ouyang Murong had just kneed him, causing him excruciating pain, he still shouted fiercely.

"You think I don't dare? Let me tell you, I've killed more people in Northern Myanmar than your lackeys!" Ouyang Murong said coldly, emitting a ferocious aura, with the veins on the hand grabbing Ye Biao bulging out.

Ye Biao, a grown man, was slowly lifted off the ground by Ouyang Murong, his feet no longer touching the floor.

Ye Biao's face instantly turned red, the veins on his forehead bulging, his hands desperately trying to pry off Ouyang Murong's grip, and he continued to shout, "Fine, a brave man doesn't boast about his past! Ouyang Murong, that was many years ago, you, you now in the jungles of Northern Myanmar without troops or guns mean squat! Only these oldies still remember your past glory. Also, this is Australia, not Northern Myanmar! Don't use Northern Myanmar to scare me!"

"Does a drug trafficker and arms smuggler deserve to yell in here?" Ge Dongxu smirked coldly, curled his index finger, and then flicked towards Ye Biao's legs from a distance.

Turning Qi into Sword!

Two invisible Finger Swords shot out.

"Pfft! Pfft!" Two muffled sounds were heard, followed by two finger-sized holes appearing just above Ye Biao's knees.

Blood spurted out like arrows.

Seeing Sect Leader's uncle making a move, Ouyang Murong let go.

"Ah! Ah! My legs! My legs!" As soon as Ouyang Murong released his grip, Ye Biao collapsed helplessly to the ground, hands clutching his thighs from which blood was spurting out, screaming over and over, his eyes filled with extreme panic.

Everyone in the meeting room looked at Ge Dongxu with eyes full of terror.

Apart from Song Wenhong, Lin Tian, and others, many people actually didn't recognize Ge Dongxu, and were still shocked and curious about him taking the main seat, with Ouyang Murong standing behind him like a subordinate.

It was only now that they understood.

This seemingly harmless young man was actually terrifyingly cold-blooded!

Just as everyone's faces showed fear, someone came in and whispered something into Song Wenhong's ear.

Upon hearing it, Song Wenhong's face changed drastically, and he abruptly stood up, saying, "What? Master Gu is here!"

"Song brother, why so agitated?" asked Lin Tian upon hearing this.

"Gu Yezeng, Master Gu is here!" Song Wenhong replied.

"What, he's here too?" Upon hearing this, everyone exclaimed in surprise, temporarily forgetting Ge Dongxu's frightening and ruthless methods.

"Haha, Master Gu is here? Damn it, that's great! If you have the guts, try those dirty moves on me again in front of Master Gu!" Amidst the fear, Ye Biao was overjoyed to hear that Gu Yezeng had arrived, and he began to shout wildly in excitement.

Seeing Ye Biao's arrogant ranting, the expressions of Song Wenhong and the others turned slightly complex.

Ouyang Murong hooked the corner of his mouth into a cold smile as he looked at Ye Biao as if he were looking at a dead man.

Thinking Gu Yezeng would stand up for him and administer justice was truly a farce!

Dared Gu Yezeng do that?

"Mr. Ge, Master Gu is the son of a former leading figure in our Chinese gang community. Although he later turned to business and no longer involves himself in gang affairs, he still enjoys great prestige within our Chinese gangs, and his wealth is second to none amongst us. This Ye Biao's father had previously worked with Master Gu; they share a bit of a connection, and Master Gu has always valued brotherhood. So, this matter..." Song Wenhong spoke in a low voice with a pained expression, explaining to Ge Dongxu.

"So what?" Ge Dongxu asked indifferently.

"This..." Song Wenhong's face showed difficulty.

In his view, Ge Dongxu's prowess lay in his terrifying martial techniques and his medical skills, but Gu Yezeng was a heavyweight in the Chinese community, with a fortune worth tens of billions of US dollars. If he decided to swing his arm for action or mobilize his funds to target someone, that power would be absolutely terrifying.

Even without exaggeration, it would be normal for a figure at Gu Yezeng's level to directly support a small African nation.

If the two were to clash, in Song Wenhong's eyes, it would be a fight between two tigers, and one would get hurt!

And naturally, that was not what Song Wenhong wanted to see; however, this was not something that Song Wenhong could openly articulate.

"Brother Song, Master Gu has arrived; we should go greet him first," said others with complex looks towards Ge Dongxu, then spoke to Song Wenhong.

Song Wenhong held prestige both in Melbourne's Chinese business circle and the gang community, and as the convenor of today's meeting, it was his responsibility to lead the welcoming.

"You go ahead, Mr. Song," said Ge Dongxu to Song Wenhong.

Upon hearing this, Song Wenhong nodded and felt compelled to lead the rest out to meet Gu Yezeng.

Ye Biao, daring enough to engage in drug and arms trading, was certainly tough. Seeing everyone going out to welcome Gu Yezeng, he yelled at his men who had already gotten up, looking at Ge Dongxu with a hint of fear in their eyes, unsure of what to do: "What are you staring at? Haven't you bandaged my wound properly yet? Carry me to meet Master Gu!"

His men stole glances at Ge Dongxu, noticing he had no reaction, so they nervously went up, bandaged Ye Biao's wound with a cloth as a makeshift solution, and then carried him out.

The subordinates fumbled so much; by the time they finished and carried Ye Biao just a few steps away, reaching the meeting hall's entrance, Gu Yezeng had already entered, accompanied by Song Wenhong and others.

"Master Gu! Master Gu!" Seeing Gu Yezeng come in, Ye Biao immediately called out.

"Eh, Biao, what happened to your leg?" Gu Yezeng's face darkened immediately upon seeing his condition.

"It was that man, he attacked me. He's a bit evil, I don't even know what kind of hidden weapon he used!" Ye Biao immediately turned, his expression fierce, pointing at Ge Dongxu and said.

Following the direction of Ye Biao's pointing finger, Gu Yezeng looked towards Ge Dongxu, his body shaking slightly with shock. He walked swiftly toward Ge Dongxu and, upon reaching him, bowed respectfully and greeted, "Master Ge, what brings you here?"

This was a gathering of the heads of the Melbourne Chinese gangs overseas, and all present were people from the gang community. In this context, with Ge Dongxu sitting in the place of honor, it was natural for Gu Yezeng to address Ge Dongxu according to the rules of the gang circle.