Ultimate Village Doctor-Chapter 358 - 388: A Lesson

Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty-Eight

The sudden move by Long Xiaoshan startled everyone around him.

And that crushing sound just now was like a balloon bursting.

When the handsome student with a mocking expression lifted his head, his nose and mouth were covered in fresh blood, his once prominent nose bridge was now shattered, and pain and anger were evident on his beautiful face.

He never imagined it would happen.

His dazzling opening drift had been met with a brutal beating in a blink of an eye.

Nobody in the business school had ever dared to treat him like this.

"What are you doing? Do you know who I am?" the handsome student asked, looking at Long Xiaoshan with cold eyes.

"I don’t need to know who you are. I only know that you’re a scumbag, and if you apologize to my girlfriend right now, we’ll call it even," Long Xiaoshan said.

Since they were at school, Long Xiaoshan didn’t want to make too much of a scene.

But to the handsome student, it was as if he had heard a massive joke.

He, Qiu Chen, had been struck in the face, his nose broken, and this kid actually told him that an apology would settle it all.

The joke was not funny at all.

Squeak squeak squeak.

Several sports cars followed and stopped by the roadside. Several boys got out of the cars, and upon seeing Qiu Chen’s bloodied face, they all rushed over, asking, "Qiu Shao, what happened? Who the hell dared to touch you?"

Suddenly, five or six tall and robust boys from good families surrounded Qiu Chen.

"It was this kid who did it," Qiu Chen pointed at Long Xiaoshan and yelled, "I’m gonna f***ing kill him."

"Kid, you dared to touch Qiu Shao, you’re looking for death."

Then a voice, full of surprise, said, "It’s you."

"Han Mu, you know him?" Qiu Chen asked.

"Yes..." Han Mu looked at Long Xiaoshan with a color of shock and uncertainty. This kid, last time at Dihao Entertainment City, had beaten up Butcher Liang’s men, and he didn’t expect he could still be jumping around alive here.

This guy was no pushover; last time, he had dislocated every bone in Zhu Liang’s body.

Facing Long Xiaoshan, Han Mu was indeed a bit intimidated.

"What’s wrong, does this kid have some backing?" Qiu Chen noticed the change in Han Mu’s expression.

"Qiu Shao, why don’t we just let this go? This kid can really fight," Han Mu blinked, hinting to Qiu Chen.

"Useless trash."

Qiu Chen cursed, turning Han Mu’s face dark with insult, but he knew Qiu Shao’s background was even bigger than Wei Shaocong’s, and being from a family that owned a hotel, he dared not talk back.

Li Mengjie stepped in front of Qiu Chen, saying, "Qiu Chen, you were at fault first, you’d better go and get that bandaged."

"Get the hell out of my way." Qiu Chen’s face, numb from pain, had never suffered this much before. He shoved Li Mengjie aside, pointing at Long Xiaoshan, and roared.

"Beat him to a pulp, and later I’ll take you guys to Dihao One-stop Service."

The boys next to Qiu Chen, all excitedly rushed over; they were used to getting into brawls at school, and they loved nothing more than gang-beating one person, except Han Mu hesitated and didn’t join the fray.

A leg shadow flickered before their eyes.

The next moment, all of the rushing boys were flung back, rolling out more than ten meters, lying on the ground groaning in pain.

Qiu Chen’s expression changed when he saw Long Xiaoshan approaching.

He quickly pulled a metal baseball bat from the car.

This bat was clearly not intended for playing, as a real baseball bat wouldn’t be metallic.

Qiu Chen let out a loud roar, swinging the baseball bat towards Long Xiaoshan’s head.

Everyone around gasped in shock—a hit from the baseball bat could easily result in a severe concussion.

Crack!

Against everyone’s expectations.

Long Xiaoshan caught the baseball bat that swung towards his face. Qiu Chen gave it a tug, but the bat was as immovable as if clamped by iron pincers, not budging an inch.

Creak, creak, creak.

In Qiu Chen’s horrified gaze, the metal baseball bat began to bend little by little.

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Oh my god, that was a bat made of pure steel.

To think it was being bent so easily—was this even human?

Qiu Chen, somewhat panic-stricken, let go and turned to run.

But Long Xiaoshan grabbed the collar of his shirt and hauled him back.

"Let go of me—my dad is Qiu Hao!" Qiu Chen yelled.

"Why the hell don’t you say your dad is Li Gang, acting all tough with me now!" Long Xiaoshan slapped him several times across the face. Even though he deliberately held back his strength, Qiu Chen’s face swelled up like it was inflated, losing half of his teeth, nowhere near the handsome look he had at the start. Even calling him Zhu Bajie would be a compliment.

"Heavens, who is this guy, daring to hit even Qiu Shao."

"This guy is so fierce, he even bent a metal baseball bat."

"No matter how fierce, what can he do? By hitting Qiu Shao, this guy is as good as dead."

The surrounding students buzzed with discussion, yet no one dared to step forward.

After slapping him a few times, Long Xiaoshan dragged Qiu Chen in front of Chun Tao and said, "Apologize to my girlfriend right now."

Qiu Chen’s face was as swollen as a pig’s head, and with a trace of fear in his eyes, he mumbled, "Sorry..."

"Louder." Long Xiaoshan bellowed.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry!" Qiu Chen hurriedly blurted out, terrified by Long Xiaoshan’s methods.

Long Xiaoshan released Qiu Chen and took Chun Tao’s hand, saying, "Let’s go."

As Long Xiaoshan led Chun Tao away, Qiu Chen finally climbed up from the ground, clutching his face, his eyes shooting venomous looks in the direction Long Xiaoshan had left.

"Xiaoshan, why did you come to school today?" A few meters away, Chun Tao had already forgotten the recent turmoil, her heart brimming with joy as she asked.

"I just happened to be free and came to see you—have you eaten yet? I’ll take you out for a meal," Long Xiaoshan replied.

"No, I was just about to go eat," said Chun Tao.

"Let’s go eat outside then," Long Xiaoshan suggested.

Li Mengjie chimed in, "Chun Tao, then you go and eat with your boyfriend."

Chun Tao replied, "Mengjie, why don’t you join us? You haven’t eaten either, have you?"

"I’d rather not, don’t want to be a third wheel," Li Mengjie said, glancing at Long Xiaoshan.

"Come with us—it’s the least I can do to thank you for speaking up for us just now." Long Xiaoshan had a good impression of Li Mengjie. Among the roommates in Chun Tao’s dorm, Yuan Xiaoli and Su Mei were rather opportunistic, while Li Mengjie, though a bit aloof, was relatively less materialistic.

"Alright then," Li Mengjie reluctantly agreed, as if compelled by some spirit.

In the past, Li Mengjie was a cold beauty in the school, and male students couldn’t even get her to accept a one-on-one date, let alone accompany another woman. But Long Xiaoshan held so many mysteries—especially the Bentley with a string of eights that came to pick him up last time, which made her realize that Long Xiaoshan wasn’t an ordinary person, and definitely not just some small-time farmer.

The three of them walked towards the school’s exit.

"That Qiu Chen is from the Qiu Family, always the top guy in our Business School. The Qiu Family is powerful enough in Hechuan City to rank among the top five. By hitting him like that, you better watch out for his revenge," Li Mengjie warned.

Li Mengjie’s words made Long Xiaoshan realize he hadn’t considered it, today’s near accident with Chun Tao was not something he could control. He couldn’t always be by Chun Tao’s side. He quickly pulled out a bracelet and said, "Taozi, wear this."

This bracelet was not made of jade beads, but of a better material, a magic artifact.