Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 258: Don’t Hit the Face_1

Chapter 258: Chapter 258: Don’t Hit the Face_1

Leng Te, the Elder Executive of the Martial Alliance’s Jiangling City branch.

In terms of status, he was second only to the Chairman Han Feng and Vice-Chairmen Xie Wei and Zhang Da.

As for martial prowess, he firmly held the fourth seat within the Alliance.

In Jiangling City, the number of people who could defeat Leng Te could be counted on one hand, and none of them wished to antagonize the Martial Alliance, so most of them tactfully declined when they heard Leng Te had challenged them.

Leng Te had practiced martial arts from a young age and was inherently restless; the lack of challengers left him quite frustrated. Having no other choice, he resorted to fighting in various gyms for entertainment.

The underground arena at Blacklight Pier was one of Leng Te’s most frequent haunts.

One had to say, Boss He was indeed quick-witted.

After learning about Leng Te’s background, he first pretended to be oblivious and arranged more than a dozen fights, letting Leng Te indulge to his heart’s content before subtly suggesting that Blacklight Pier had thin forces and shallow connections, and it wouldn’t be long before it would be shut down.

Leng Te was no fool; he saw right through Boss He’s intention to use the Martial Alliance’s reputation for his own benefit.

However, the underground boxing ring at Blacklight Pier was different from other places; first, few knew of his identity, and there were no restrictions, and most importantly, occasionally fighters from other cities or even from overseas would come here.

It was for this reason that Leng Te tolerated Boss He’s behavior.

With the support of the Martial Alliance, Boss He’s Blacklight Pier gym also encountered far fewer troubles.

With Leng Te stepping in, Boss He immediately became full of confidence, and he taunted Mo Han, "Heh heh, kid, you think you’re a good fighter?"

"Let me introduce you, this is A’te, the number one fighter in our Blacklight Pier underground boxing ring!"

"He is one of the heads of the Martial Alliance Jiangling City branch, and in terms of skill, he can definitely rank in the top ten in Jiangling City!"

"Kid, still feeling cocky, huh? If you don’t spit out the money you swallowed today, this won’t be over!"

The man called A’te had been standing with his arms crossed since entering, looking down on everyone present with an air of superiority.

Hearing Boss He’s words, he slowly shifted his gaze onto Mo Han, his tone icy as he said, "Were you the one who insulted our Martial Alliance just now?"

The moment Leng Te made his presence felt, everyone present fell silent, fearing that saying one wrong word might provoke this fierce god.

Are you kidding? A’te was an existence who had won a hundred continuous victories in the underground boxing ring; who would dare to provoke him?

Luo Ning got a little panicky. Although she wasn’t very familiar with Jiangling City’s martial forces, she had heard of the Martial Alliance, the largest martial arts organization in Jiuzhou, reputed to be full of top-level experts.

Although Mo Han was skilled, compared to these people...

"Slap!"

Mo Han couldn’t be bothered to babble and simply slapped him across the face.

Boss He, who hadn’t expected Mo Han to dare make a move with Leng Te present, was immediately struck dumb.

Leng Te’s brows furrowed, truly arrogant!

The corner of his mouth curved slightly upwards as he thrust his right foot forcefully, kicking up dust and rushing towards Mo Han like the wind!

This speed was more than double that of Ghost Head and Monkey.

The others hastily backed away, afraid they might accidentally be harmed by Leng Te.

"Mo Han!"

Luo Ning, worried that her husband might get hurt, called out a warning quickly; the man called A’te was too fast, and there was no way Mo Han could win against a Martial Alliance member, no matter how skilled he was.

However, the next moment made Luo Ning’s worried expression vanish.

Mo Han, without even moving his body, effortlessly caught Leng Te’s incoming punch.

"A’te, right? I remember the Martial Alliance’s seven iron rules clearly state that all members must not participate in any violent organizations or bully the common people with their martial power," Mo Han said coldly while holding onto Leng Te’s fist. "And yet here you are, not only participating in the illegal fights at Blacklight Pier but also helping He Fang commit unscrupulous deeds. Are you living up to the two words ’Martial Alliance’ that you carry on your back?"

Hmm?

A shock ran through Leng Te’s mind; how did the other party know about our Martial Alliance’s seven iron rules? Could he also be a member of the Martial Alliance?

But why haven’t I seen him before?

"A’te, don’t listen to his nonsense; this guy is deliberately trying to confuse your mind," Boss He, covering his cheek, began to spray as he saw Leng Te’s movement stall. "His wife is the general manager of Luo Group Construction. They came to Blacklight Pier to buy my steel at a low price."

"Don’t be taken in by him!"

Leng Te nodded; it didn’t matter who the other person was, he’d settle it with a fight first.

He hadn’t encountered such a strong opponent in a long time.

He first raised his right elbow and moved towards Mo Han’s chest with a Bajiquan move—the "Mountainside Lean."

Slap!

However, before his right elbow could land, Mo Han’s palm got there first.

A loud slap echoed through the Blacklight Pier warehouse instantaneously.

Almost everyone looked at Mo Han with disbelief in their eyes.

Good heavens?

How could this be?

The ’Brother A’te’ who had won over a hundred consecutive matches was just slapped in the face?

Boss He’s mouth twitched, his instincts telling him that he had really kicked an iron plate today...

Leng Te was also stunned by the slap; as the saying goes, you don’t hit the face. In a martial contest, even if you break my limbs, I have nothing to say, but what does slapping me in the face mean? Isn’t this an outright insult?

"Aaaagh!"

Leng Te howled in rage, raising his fists as large as sandbags and lunging them fiercely towards Mo Han.

Just then, Mo Han’s phone rang in his pocket.

"Mister Mo, hello, this is A’wei from the Martial Alliance."

"How is everything at Blacklight Pier?"

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