Chapter 55 Ma Long's Strength

Cao Xuerong, as expected of the CEO of Monde Group, was extremely efficient. In just two days, she finalized the drug testing data and clinical trial proof for the 'Gan Kuai Hao' oral liquid. Upon receiving the news, Han's Pharmaceutical Factory immediately ramped up production of the medicine.

Of course, during this period, Monde Group also began investing heavily in widespread advertising for the medicine. With the assistance of Monde Group, Han's Pharmaceutical Factory received orders one after another. Even before the medicine was out of the factory, its turnover had already increased by three hundred percent compared to before.

Han Kang was naturally beaming with joy. He would call Cao Xuerong frequently, ostensibly to report on the sales of the medicine and any issues encountered, but in reality, he just wanted an excuse to interact more with her.

Meanwhile,

Han Lang was also in a very good mood lately.

Although he was not yet aware of the good news about the 'Gan Kuai Hao' oral liquid's booming sales, after continuously taking the Spirit Gathering Pills to cultivate during this period, his cultivation had smoothly reached the sixth level of Qi Refining.

For him, this was far more exciting than Han's Pharmaceutical Factory making money.

In contrast, Wang Fang and Ma Long, who were completely unaware of all this, continued to perform their duties at the Heavenly Doctor Pavilion as usual.

One day, they arrived at the Heavenly Doctor Pavilion for work as always. However, before they could even settle in, two Jetta cars stopped not far from the entrance. Six or seven young men, dressed in gaudy clothes with tattoos covering their arms, emerged from the cars and headed straight for the Heavenly Doctor Pavilion.

Wang Fang and Ma Long couldn't help but frown. It was clear that these visitors were not here with good intentions!

"Brother Ma!"

Wang Fang looked at Ma Long with a face full of worry. Ma Long also looked solemn and turned to comfort her.

"It's alright, let's see what they want first!"

As he spoke, the group of young men had already reached the entrance of the Heavenly Doctor Pavilion, confronting Ma Long.

"Yo, boss, business is good!"

The leader, a bald man with a stout build and a full beard, said.

Wang Fang's expression immediately tensed, but Ma Long replied without any fear, "What business do you gentlemen have with us?"

The bald man chuckled upon hearing this and replied, "We're here to see a doctor, of course. Are we here to collect protection fees? Hahaha..."

Hearing his laughter, the thugs behind him also laughed unrestrainedly.

Ma Long remained neither subservient nor arrogant, his expression calm as he said, "You all look strong and healthy, not like people who need to see a doctor. If you have something to say, please speak directly!"

"Yo, you saw through us, brothers! Haha..." The bald man was not bothered by Ma Long's attitude at all. Instead, he turned back to tease his brothers. Then, he instantly dropped his malicious smile and turned back to Ma Long, saying,

"Since we're not here for medical treatment, we'll just collect some protection fees!"

Ma Long had anticipated this move. Standing on the steps, he looked down at the group with utmost disdain in his eyes.

"It seems the government's crackdown on organized crime isn't thorough enough, as it's still left a few fugitives like you. Well, even though I've retired and am no longer on the front lines defending the country, dealing with you few can be considered serving the nation."

He then turned to Wang Fang with confidence and said, "Manager Wang, call the police first and let them clean up the mess!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Fang immediately took out her phone. Seeing this, the bald man became agitated.

"Damn it, you dare to provoke me in front of my face? Brothers, get him!"

Conflict was imminent. The few patients with minor ailments who were being treated at the Heavenly Doctor Pavilion quickly retreated to the adjacent pharmacy, watching the commotion from a distance.

Before they could get close, Ma Long leaped from the steps and delivered a flying kick directly to the bald man's chest.

The bald man instantly fell to the ground, rolling several times before stopping, accompanied by the sound of his pants rubbing against the ground. He struggled to get up after a while, clutching his chest with his right hand, his face contorted with ferocity as he gritted his teeth and shouted.

"Brothers, kill him!"

Without further ado, the thugs swarmed towards Ma Long.

As Ma Long was from a special forces background, how could he possibly take these small-time thugs seriously? He immediately swung his steel fists, smashing them unceremoniously into their faces.

Left hook, right elbow strike!

In no time, several thugs were injured. Some, like the bald man, clutched their injured areas in pain; others had teeth knocked out, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

"Ptooey!"

The thug who lost his teeth spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva mixed with his teeth and then said to the bald man.

"Boss, he's a martial artist!"

After this round of engagement, the bald man naturally realized Ma Long's unusual capabilities. He knew that unarmed, his men might not be a match for him. Thus, he roared angrily.

"Brothers, grab your weapons!"

Upon receiving the order, the thugs immediately ran back to where their cars were parked, pulled out steel pipes and switchblades from the trunk, and menacingly approached Ma Long again.

Seeing this display, the surrounding crowd erupted in an uproar. Many enthusiastic citizens even took out their phones to call the police.

"Damn, these guys are too bold! They dare to carry weapons in broad daylight?"

"Yeah, what kind of society is this? There are still thugs like this around."

"No matter how bright the sun shines, there are always dark corners it can't reach. But as new youth of the new era, we must not encourage such behavior!"

"Right, right, I need to quickly record a video as evidence. I must report them properly to the relevant authorities later!"

"We absolutely cannot let such rotten apples tarnish Le City's image nationwide!"

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Hearing the righteous indignation of the nearby citizens, Ma Long felt deeply gratified. Under the guidance of government departments, righteous individuals in society were indeed sprouting like mushrooms after a spring rain.

However, the current situation did not allow him to dwell on this. The thugs had already raised their weapons and were hacking at him.

Although Ma Long was from a special forces background, facing such a situation, he could only evade and dodge, looking for an opportunity.

Fortunately, the thugs lacked any real skill and were merely hacking wildly without any discernible pattern. Ma Long seized an opportunity, decisively grabbed the right hand of a thug holding a steel pipe, and with an elbow strike, knocked the pipe from his hand. He then pinned the thug's head down and delivered a knee strike directly to his face.

The thug's vision blurred, and he stumbled back several steps. As he looked up, blood gushed from his nose and mouth.

Ma Long took the opportunity to pick up the steel pipe that had fallen to the ground, turning the tables and charging at the remaining thugs without mercy.

He was not a cultivator like Han Lang and wouldn't hold back from using excessive force that could be life-threatening. After all, the current situation was a matter of life and death.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

For a moment, the sound of metal clashing seemed to play a unique symphony.

With a weapon in hand, Ma Long became even more unstoppable. Every strike was precise and powerful, causing the thugs to cry out in pain.

Before long, all the thugs' weapons were knocked away. They were bruised and battered, with some even having their eyes swollen shut.

With the situation deteriorating like this, the thugs had lost all courage to fight. They scrambled away, cornered by Ma Long against a large tree near the roadside.

Ma Long playfully swung the steel pipe in his hand and walked directly up to the bald man. He grabbed the man's collar, and as his face drew closer, the bald man felt immense pressure. Ma Long's eyes blazed as he said,

"Speak! Who sent you?"