133: Chapter 133: The Cure for Illness 133: Chapter 133: The Cure for Illness Just then, hundreds of men were swarming towards the Three Principles Hall, all wearing uniformly black suits with buzzed heads, and each of their suits bulged slightly, subtly exposing the butts of guns.
Seeing so many people appear, Fang and the others immediately felt scared.
Despite their desire to escape, the ends of the streets were blocked off, leaving no way out.
Although these hundreds of people surrounded the entire Three Principles Hall, none of them spoke a word; they all remained silent, coldly staring at Wang Yan inside the hall.
The atmosphere at the scene became suffocating in an instant, and Fang and the others were so intimidated by the presence that they didn’t dare to breathe heavily, their hearts pounding fiercely.
Just then, the crowd parted, and a person emerged from the back.
This man had a fat head and big ears, his body was covered in fat.
Seeing this person, Fang and the others immediately exclaimed in shock, “Red Star leader—Master Xing!”
This man was, in fact, the leader of the Red Star Gang, known as Master Xing.
Master Xing first glanced at the eight people standing there motionlessly with guns in their hands, displaying an expression of interest.
Then, with a curl of his lips, he slowly walked towards the Three Principles Hall.
Seeing Master Xing approaching, Fang and the others standing in front of the Three Principles Hall immediately retreated in fear, but behind them were hundreds of suited men.
With nowhere else to retreat, they could only press their backs against the wall at the edge, watching Master Xing in terror.
Master Xing walked to the front of the Three Principles Hall and leisurely sat in front of Wang Yan.
He stared at Wang Yan for over half a minute before smiling slightly and saying, “You’re really fearless like a newborn calf, young man, you’ve got guts.
Why don’t you come join my Red Star Gang, and I’ll take you under my wing?
I won’t treat you poorly.”
Wang Yan, who had been sitting behind the desk, listened to Master Xing, and replied calmly, “How about you come to my Three Principles Hall and become an apprentice?
Follow me to learn, and I guarantee you’ll succeed within three years.”
Upon hearing these words, Master Xing raised an eyebrow, a glint of coldness flashing in his eyes, but then he burst into laughter.
Though he laughed aloud, the murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger.
Once the laughter subsided, Master Xing stared intently at Wang Yan and said, “Alright, since you’re the doctor, let me show you something.
If you perform well, you’ll get paid, but if not, I’ll treat you to a bullet.”
With that, Master Xing raised his hand and pulled out a handgun from his coat, slamming it down on Wang Yan’s desk.
Glancing at the gun on the table, Wang Yan’s expression remained unchanged as he replied calmly, “Alright, please present your wrist.”
Master Xing arrogantly raised his wrist and placed it on the table.
And Wang Yan slowly extended his hand to grab Master Xing’s wrist.
Seeing Wang Yan about to touch Master Xing, the hundreds of suited men surrounding them immediately reached into their coats, each drawing a handgun, and hundreds of gun barrels were aimed at Wang Yan.
Seeing the hundreds of gun barrels, Fang and the others were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground in shock.
Yet Wang Yan acted as if he hadn’t seen the gun barrels, pressing his fingers on Master Xing’s wrist before gently closing his eyes.
Master Xing allowed Wang Yan to hold his wrist, showing a cold smile.
With hundreds of guns behind him, he felt no fear that Wang Yan might attempt anything harmful to him.
A few dozen seconds later, Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Master Xing, and said calmly, “You drink excessively every day, which leads to liver inflammation, and indulge incessantly in pleasures, causing kidney deficiency and physical fatigue.
These are manageable, but you stay up all night and fail to wake up at sunrise, living your days in disarray, which exacerbates your physical condition severely.
As of now, you suffer from dry mouth, a sore tongue, cracked lips, red eyes, and ringing ears.
Continuing like this, you’ll be dead within three years.”
When Wang Yan began speaking, Master Xing still wore a disdainful expression, but as Wang Yan spoke further, Master Xing’s disdain slowly faded, transforming into surprise, fear, and gravity.
By the time Wang Yan finished speaking, Master Xing could barely remain seated in his chair; he leaned forward quickly and hurriedly asked Wang Yan, “Well…
what should I do?”
Wang Yan shook his head and said, “At your current stage, even miraculous medicine won’t save you unless you rise with the sun, sleep at sunset, abstain from alcohol and sexual indulgence, and exercise daily—only then might you improve in three years.”
Hearing this, Master Xing widened his eyes and said, “Nonsense, for three years you want me to abstain from drinking and women?
Impossible.”
Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, “I do know of a place that can help you achieve that.”
Master Xing listened, showing full disbelief, “You’re saying there’s a place where I can refrain from drinking, women, and go to bed early and rise early for three years?”
Wang Yan grinned, flashing his white teeth, and nodded.
Master Xing asked, “What place is that?”
Wang Yan laughed and said, “Jail.”
Upon hearing Wang Yan’s words, Master Xing paused briefly, then burst into laughter, “Hahaha, jail, that’s ridiculous.
No one who could put me in jail has been born yet.”
Wang Yan shook his head and said, “Don’t be too pleased, the person to catch you—has arrived.”
Following Wang Yan’s words, a voice rang out from the street, “Brother Wang Yan, don’t worry, I’m back.”
With those words, a slim, dark figure ran over from the end of the street.
This person was none other than San.
Seeing San, Master Xing sneered, “Just that one little brat, and you think you can send me to jail?
Ridiculous.”
However, Master Xing hadn’t finished speaking when suddenly red and blue police lights flashed at the end of the street, and a police car charged into the intersection.
Seeing the police car approach, Master Xing couldn’t help but startle.
At this point, the police car raced to a stop in front of the hundreds of black-suited men.
Then, a female police officer jumped out of the car, drew her handgun, aimed at the suited men, and shouted, “Police!
Nobody move!
Drop your weapons and surrender immediately.”
Seeing only one police officer had arrived, and a female one at that, Master Xing paused, then burst into laughter again.
He laughed so hard he was doubled over, unable to stop.
Eventually, his stomach ached, and tears were squeezed from his eyes as he slapped the table.
Upon seeing the female officer, Wang Yan couldn’t help but shake his head because this female officer was none other than Su Yamo.
Wang Yan helplessly spoke to San, “Didn’t I tell you the Red Star Gang would send hundreds?
How did you only bring one officer?
Do you expect her to arrest these hundreds on her own?”
San helplessly replied, “I had no choice; nobody at the police station believed me, and in the end, only this officer came with me.”
Su Yamo glanced at Wang Yan, a look in her eye saying “Not you again”, but she proceeded to say, “I represent the law, and being alone doesn’t hinder enforcement.
All of you, drop your weapons and crouch down with your hands on your heads on the ground.”
But faced with Su Yamo’s shout, not one of these hundreds of men obeyed.
Instead, they aimed their guns at Su Yamo.
Master Xing ceased his laughter.
He glanced at Su Yamo with a lecherous gleam in his eye and said with a smile, “I’ve never played with a police flower before, ensure you don’t harm her tender skin.
Capture her alive, absolutely alive.
Tonight, in my bed, I’ll have a good discussion with this police flower about law enforcement.”