Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 236: Nie Feiyang is Rescued_1

Chapter 236: Chapter 236: Nie Feiyang is Rescued_1

The hall fell into a hush, solemnity written on almost everyone’s face.

Even Han Feng, who always had confidence in himself, was now slightly nervous. Although he was the esteemed President of the Martial Alliance’s Jiangling City branch and a mid-level expert of the Innate Realm, Profound Rank, Nie Kuangtu’s fearsome reputation was well-known, and the battle between them five years prior had ended in a draw.

"Ah Wei, Xiao Zhang, protect Old Tang and Old Zhou!"

He half-turned and whispered instructions to the two beside him.

"Mhm!" Ah Wei and Xiao Zhang nodded, both faces showing pride.

They were no pushovers but were peak practitioners of the Houtian Realm, having perfected their external martial arts.

Especially Ah Wei, whose body was like that of Vajra, impervious to blade and spear.

Xiao Zhang was also formidable, known throughout Liangjiang City for his rapid blade skills, a name recognized by all in the rivers and lakes.

"Hahaha!"

At that moment, a bold laugh emanated from the back door of the hall.

All heads turned to see a tall middle-aged man with three scars on his right cheek walking out.

With hands clasped behind his back, he stood arrogantly, a smile sweeping over the faces of the crowd.

His smile grew thicker when it landed on Tang Guowei but turned to deep hatred when it reached Mo Han.

His four sworn sons, his only biological son, and his most capable subordinate Nie Jiu—all had ties to this man, and today, he must not be allowed to leave!

"Nie! Kuang! Tu!"

Tang Guowei’s eyes widened, teeth clenched, as he spat out, "You, the turtle hiding in its shell, finally dare to show your face!"

"Why did you leave Snake City and come back to Jiangling City to stir up trouble!"

Nie Kuangtu spoke indifferently, "My mother was born in Linjiang County. Strictly speaking, Jiangling City is my hometown; why can’t I return?"

"Your hometown, my foot! Tell me, who’s responsible for the recent major case in Linjiang County?" Tang Guowei raged, "Acting like a monster in your mother’s hometown, does that sit well with you? Would your mother be at peace?"

Nie Kuangtu closed his eyes, then slowly reopened them two seconds later, his tone detached, "My mother is already dead, and I do not wish to discuss the past."

"Return Fei Yang and Ah Long to me, and I won’t set foot in Jiangling for three years."

"I hope Old Tang gives me a chance and gives yourselves one as well."

"I do not wish to wreak havoc..."

As he spoke, Nie Kuangtu’s eyes swept over the people present.

That piercing gaze caused everyone seated to shiver. People remembered the shadow of the Nie Family’s sharpest hidden blade as Nie Kuangtu had often bloodied his hands.

The four guards brought by the Tang and Zhou families unconsciously stepped forward to shield their family heads. Palms sweaty, backs drenched, they all looked on with utmost tension.

Ah Wei and Xiao Zhang, too, were intimidated by the other’s presence. After a moment’s hesitation, they also stepped forward.

"Wreaking havoc? Mr. Nie, you speak too boldly!"

It was then that Han Feng spoke up, "Do you think we of the Martial Alliance have been sitting idly by?"

"Ah, if it isn’t President Han, long time no see," Nie Kuangtu said with a slight smile, "This is a matter between Old Tang and me. It shouldn’t concern the Martial Alliance, should it?"

In Jiuzhou, the Martial Alliance holds a special place, able to disregard the law to slay those who threaten the safety of the city realms. Naturally, if possible, Nie Kuangtu would prefer not to provoke them.

"Our Martial Alliance wishes for peace in Jiangling City, but you, Mr. Nie, seem to be the least peaceful," Han Feng said with crossed arms and a calm voice. "There are only two paths before you. First, agree to Old Tang’s terms, sever your own arm, and vow never to return to Jiangling for as long as you live."

"Second, resist stubbornly and await the fate of being annihilated by the Martial Alliance!"

"Choose!"

"Hahaha..." Nie Kuangtu laughed heartily three times, then narrowed his eyes and said, "President Han, five years ago, you could do nothing against me, and five years later, you are still no match!"

"Family Head Cheng, it’s your move!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Cheng Debiao, seated in the main chair, shook his head and pressed a button on the armrest.

With a screeching sound, the diamond-polished doors slammed shut.

The floor shifted slightly, and black iron pillars rose from beneath, trapping Tang Guowei and the others inside the hall.

Expressions changed drastically among the people. Tang Guowei shouted angrily, "Cheng Debiao, what are you doing? Have you decided to aid Nie Kuangtu against us, the Four Great Families of Jiangling City?"

"Aren’t you afraid that if word gets out, your Cheng Family will become the target of public outrage?"

"And you, Nie Kuangtu, don’t forget, we have your son and your sworn sons in our hands. If I don’t send word out within twenty minutes..."

Nie Kuangtu chuckled, "Will the men you hid in Ten-mile Slope kill them, right?"

"What!!!"

Tang Guowei’s face went pale, "How do you know about Ten-mile Slope?"

He turned abruptly towards Cheng Debiao, and sure enough, the latter nodded with a smile, saying, "Chuyun County is my territory, surrounded by my scouts. Of course, I knew you were hiding people in Ten-mile Slope."

"Judging by the time, they should have already rescued Nie’s son and the others..."

As he spoke, Cheng Debiao’s phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Checking the video call, Cheng Debiao smirked and picked up.

In the video, Ten-mile Slope was littered with blood and dismembered limbs.

About a dozen men in camouflage and masks held machetes, finishing off the survivors on the ground.

"Boss Cheng, as entrusted, Crow has successfully rescued the two," the man reported.