The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 549 Breakfast

Chapter 549: Chapter 549 Breakfast

The eve of the New Year in Xia Country was a picture of peace and prosperity, while the Myanmar Triangle remained mired in a lifeless gloom, sporadic gunfire occasionally breaking the silence and echoing the distant sound of fireworks from Xia Country.

After months of life-and-death experiences, Wang Han’s strength had grown increasingly greater, and he had managed to assemble a troop of mercenaries under his command.

Wang Han’s ultimate goal was to seek revenge on Second Young Master Li, Li Chengyang, so he preferred quality over quantity when it came to his followers, taking the elite route.

Yet even with a few in number, the entire Mercenary Corps needed to be fed and maintained, leaving Wang Han, their leader, in quite a predicament.

It was the end of the year, and he didn’t even have the ability to provide a "year-end bonus."

When Yang Yu called him, Wang Han was actually in the middle of appeasing his subordinates, promising them the moon and the stars.

His men were actually quite disgruntled, with many planning to seek other opportunities after the New Year’s festivities, but Wang Han’s typically tense face relaxed after taking a phone call, "Brothers, we’ve got a task."

The mercenaries had grown weary of Wang Han’s empty promises, couldn’t help but grumble, "Heh, are we only getting paid after we complete the mission?"

"Yeah, it’s the New Year, don’t we get triple pay for the task?"

"Relax brothers, the boss has already transferred the money. I’m going to distribute it to you right now," Wang Han said, operating his mobile phone to transfer funds to his men.

"He’s actually making a transfer?" Seeing Wang Han seriously proceeding with the transfer, they were incredulous, "How much can he transfer?"

"Who knows, let’s see when he does it... Huh?"

"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand! Two million!"

The subordinates were ecstatic, roaring loudly in approval, "Boss, you’re awesome!"

"The boss is wise!"

These men immediately transferred money to their families, some even moved to tears with excitement.

After a year of hard work, they finally had something to show their families.

"Didn’t lie to you guys, did I!" Wang Han laughed, "Not only have I paid what I owed you, but I’ve also advanced the commission for this mission. Now, tell me what equipment you want and how much. I’m off to purchase gear."

"There’s still money for equipment? As much as we want?" His men couldn’t conceal their joy, "I want a Desert Eagle, and of course, the more bullets the better!"

"Barrett!"

"A sniper rifle with a range of 1,200 meters!"

"Mines and grenades, and small rocket launchers would be even better!"

"No problem, buy, buy, buy!" Wang Han exclaimed with the air of a man unconcerned about expenses, "Everyone take a break. Once I’ve got the equipment, we’ll move out immediately!"

Tai Country, Mangu City.

Lu Ah slept restlessly, plagued with dreams.

He dreamt of the days when his father used to train him as a child, and then of witnessing his father’s death in the ring: "Take care of your mama... and your brother and sister..."

These were the last words his father left him with, and then he saw his mother, brother, and sister...

"Avenge us, seek vengeance for us!"

"Mama, Lu Ka, Li Man!" Lu Ah suddenly woke from his slumber to find dawn had arrived.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stepped out of the room.

"Lu Ah, you’re awake." A middle-aged man smiled gently at Lu Ah, "I’ve made some seafood porridge, come and have some."

"Sure, thank you, Brother Song." Lu Ah sat down at the breakfast table, ready to eat, "It smells so good... huh?"

Lu Ah suddenly frowned and paused with the spoon in his hand.

Ah Song smiled and said, "What’s wrong, Lu Ah, doesn’t it suit your taste?"

"No, it just seems really hot. I’ll blow on it." Lu Ah scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and ate it. "Brother Song’s cooking is still as good as it was years ago. If it weren’t for the poison in the porridge, I would have definitely finished it all."

Ah Song’s face instantly became stiff, "Lu Ah, you, you, you... what did you say?"

"I said you put poison in the porridge." Lu Ah took out an "Amulet" hanging around his neck, "As long as there’s poison in what I eat, this Antidote Talisman will release a special fragrance."

Ah Song’s expression immediately turned ferocious, "If you knew there was poison in the porridge, why would you still eat it?"

"One bite of poison won’t kill me, but it can repay your kindness." Lu Ah slowly put on his gloves, "If it wasn’t for you paving the way for me, I wouldn’t have become famous so quickly, and then caught the eye of a boss from Australia. I regarded you as my big brother, which is why I came to stay here for the night, and incidentally left you two hundred thousand US Dollars under the bed I slept in."

"If you don’t die today, you can live well with that two hundred thousand."

"You won’t live past today!" Ah Song roared loudly, "Do you know that Hamlin is offering ten million US Dollars for your head! And it’s not just for your head, even if it were for my own head, I’d offer it up willingly!"

Ten muscular Muay Thai fighters appeared around them, eyeing Ah Song with a predatory gaze.

Ah Song’s face twisted into a sinister smile, "These fighters are as strong as you were back in the day. I don’t believe you can fight ten of them! Go!"

The ten fighters surged forward, eager and scrambling to kill Lu Ah.

Ah Song had promised them that whoever killed Lu Ah directly would be rewarded with one million US Dollars, while the others would only get one hundred thousand.

Men die for money as birds die for food. Isn’t fighting all about making money?

If not now, when?

Whoosh!

Lu Ah kicked up the stool he was sitting on, grabbed it in his hand, and smashed it onto the head of the fighter charging in the front.

The fighter punched at the stool, shattering it.

Lu Ah caught the sharp wooden splinters of the stool with both hands and viciously stabbed them toward the neck of that fighter.

Thud!

The fighter couldn’t react in time and got his throat pierced by a wooden spike from Lu Ah, blood spurting wildly!

Bang!

A fighter landed a blow on Lu Ah’s back. Lu Ah leaned forward as several fighters simultaneously attacked him with hands and feet.

Lu Ah grabbed one of their arms, and twisting along the arm to the other’s chest, delivered a spinning back elbow that smashed into the fighter’s throat.

"Ugh... ugh..." The man staggered back two steps, blood gushing out, and collapsed on the floor.

Lu Ah took several more punches, including one to the head.

Fortunately, he was wearing Yang Yu’s Bullet-Proof Armor, which softened many of the blows, except for the punch landed on his head. That blow caused him substantial harm, leaving him dazed.

But he couldn’t worry about that now, and without hesitation, he squatted down and swept his long legs on the ground, tripping all the fighters attacking him.

One fighter immediately stood up, but before he could regain his senses, Lu Ah had already landed a kick on his head.

Bang!

The fighter fell again, his head striking the floor hard, blood flowing from all orifices, dead!

The other fighters took this chance to get up and once again swarm Lu Ah.

Lu Ah weaved and dodged, doing his best not to let them surround him.

As long as he could keep his distance, the remaining seven fighters were all dead men!

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