Rural Doctor Enters the City: Whoever Touches My Wife, I’ll Take Them Down!
Chapter 270 - 270 270 Rage Burns!

270: Chapter 270: Rage Burns!

270: Chapter 270: Rage Burns!

Zhou Yu suddenly stood up.

“What did you say?”

“Who took Sister Yue away?”

“I…

I don’t know…

Ah, what are you doing, don’t…”

On the other end of the phone, the assistant was speaking when suddenly a scream erupted, followed by a series of chaotic noises, and then the call was disconnected.

Zhou Yu’s expression darkened.

He greeted Li Meng and then went out.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the Bamboo Pavilion.

When Zhou Yu got there, a large crowd was moving in and out of the entrance of the Bamboo Pavilion, carrying things out.

They didn’t even spare the sofas and beds.

They had been eating here in the morning, and Zhou Yu hadn’t expected that within just half a day, it would turn out like this.

Zhou Yu strode over and stopped a young man holding a vase.

“Who are you people?”

The young man glanced at Zhou Yu.

Seeing that he was young, he immediately snapped:

“Who the fuck are you?”

Slap!

Zhou Yu slapped him, sending the young man flying.

“Ahh—”

The young man’s scream immediately drew the attention of those around him.

Hurriedly, more than ten people surrounded Zhou Yu.

“Damn, kid, you’re asking for death, daring to lay hands on our people!”

Zhou Yu’s expression was icy as he said,

“I’ll ask you one last time.”

“Who are you?

Who sent you here?”

“Kid, who the fuck do you think you are?”

“Guys, get him.”

Everyone immediately rushed at him together.

Zhou Yu snorted coldly as the power of the Eight Desolations Fist gathered instantly.

Bang!

A terrifying force from the fist exploded out, causing the dozen people around him to spit blood and fly backward.

Zhou Yu grasped at the air, pulling over the man who had been cursing just before.

“Ready to talk now?”

The young man trembled in fear.

“I’ll talk, I’ll talk.”

From the young man’s confession, Zhou Yu learned that these people were employed by the Flying Dragon Pawnshop.

They were following their manager’s orders, who had supposedly bought the Bamboo Pavilion and commanded them to clear out the items.

After listening, Zhou Yu’s expression remained icy.

“Where is your manager?”

“He…

he is at a bathhouse three kilometers from here.”

Zhou Yu said coldly,

“Tell your people to put everything back where they found it.”

“You, come with me to find your manager.”

These men were frightened by Zhou Yu, rapidly nodding like pecking chickens, and moved the items back in.

Zhou Yu then followed the young man to a bathhouse.

At this time, inside a private room of the bathhouse,

a tattooed muscle man was excitedly thrusting atop a schoolgirl.

Bang!

A loud noise.

The door of the private room was kicked open.

The tattooed muscle man shook in fear, instantly going limp.

He turned his head only to see one of his subordinates had barged in.

“Fuck your mother, who the fuck let you in?”

The subordinate trembled and made way, and the tattooed muscle man then saw another person behind his subordinate.

Zhou Yu walked up to the tattooed muscle man and said coldly,

“Was it you who ordered people to take away the belongings of the Bamboo Pavilion?”

The tattooed muscle man cursed,

“Fuck your mother, who do you think you are, and who the fuck let you in?”

Slap!

Zhou Yu slapped him.

The tattooed muscle man, nearly two meters tall and weighing two hundred kilos, was sent flying like a baby, crashing heavily onto the floor.

The impact split the floor into pieces.

“Ahhhh—”

The tattooed muscle man screamed repeatedly.

Zhou Yu’s shape flashed, appearing ghost-like in front of the muscle man.

He raised a foot and stepped on the muscle man’s chest.

“I’ll ask you again.”

“What exactly is going on with the Bamboo Pavilion?”

The tattooed muscle man’s eyes turned red, his rage nearly spewing forth.

“Kid, you dare touch me, do you know who is behind me?”

Zhou Yu indifferently said,

“Who?”

“The second boss of Donglin Gang, Gao Tian.”

“In Wucheng, anyone who dares to offend the second boss will have no place for burial.”

Zhou Yu said coldly,

“Is that so?”

“I’m giving you a chance.

Call him now.”

The tattooed muscle man hesitated for a moment, then, enduring the pain, he took out his phone.

“You’re asking for it.”

He dialed Gao Tian’s number.

At that time, Gao Tian and He Qiang were both anxiously fretting in their office.

Zhou Yu had taken away more than half of the Spiritual Medicine they had collected painstakingly over more than three years.

They couldn’t face their boss, Jie Lao.

Just then, Gao Tian’s phone rang.

Gao Tian answered the phone impatiently.

“What is it?”

“Boss, someone is obstructing us from clearing out the Bamboo Pavilion, and they even started a fight.

We…

are not his match.”

“What?”

Gao Tian suddenly stood up, his anger flaring,

“Damn it, has Donglin Gang really become such an easy target that anyone thinks they can take a shot at us?”

“Where are you now?”

“I’m at Wanhe Bathhouse.”

“Hold him off, I’m coming right now.”

After saying that, Gao Tian hung up the phone and stormed out in a rage.

“Gao Tian, where are you going?” He Qiang asked.

“Boss, someone is stopping our people from emptying the Bamboo Pavilion.

I need to go take a look.”

He Qiang also showed an icy expression.

“Let’s go, I’ll join you and see this for myself.”

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