Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 479: Is it too much?_1

Chapter 479: Chapter 479: Is it too much?_1

After all two and a half buckets were poured in, even if one didn’t die from being forced to drink, they’d surely die from choking, bursting, or disgust.

Sun Shaohua was terrified, he lifted his head, his face contorted with humiliation and said, "President He, what exactly do you want!"

"After all, my dad and you are both from the underworld, if you do such extreme things, aren’t you afraid..."

"Afraid of what? Just a mere Menghu Gang?"

He Chen, with his mask on, had a glint of ruthlessness in his eyes, "Sun Shaohua, I’ve said that today no one can save you!"

"If you know what’s good for you, do as Go Lao’er said, drink this half bucket by yourself!"

"Otherwise, I’ll get my men to help you out, and pour the remaining few buckets all in!"

Half a bucket, or two and a half?

Sun Shaohua was caught in a dilemma, if he drank by himself, it would only be half a bucket, but if he did so, the nature of the incident would change, as it meant he chose to eat shit and drink urine.

But if he didn’t drink it himself, those swine-faced men would force it down his throat again, and that would be two and a half buckets, surviving that would be a miracle.

Even if he somehow survived, he’d probably have a shadow over him every time he saw a toilet for the rest of his life.

After hesitating for a while, Sun Shaohua finally chose the former.

Since he had to eat shit and drink urine anyway, saving face no longer had any meaning.

He lifted his head and said with difficulty, "I’ll eat it myself!"

"Mmh, please begin your performance."

He Chen nodded, and Pig Head and the others immediately brought the half bucket of fecal water in front of Sun Shaohua.

Go Lao’er aimed his cell phone camera at Sun Shaohua’s face, ready to capture the moment of Sun Shaohua enjoying his "feast".

Looking at the dark yellow fecal water, Sun Shaohua’s throat convulsed with nausea, and tears unbiddenly started flowing down.

"What are you staring for? Start dining already!"

Go Lao’er, holding the phone, chided.

Pig Head and the others immediately stepped forward, ready to offer their "special help" if Sun Shaohua didn’t start.

"I’ll eat!"

Sun Shaohua clenched his teeth fiercely, scooped up the plastic dipper from the bucket of feces, and poured it into his mouth.

Glug...

As the fecal water entered his stomach, Sun Shaohua’s throat experienced a surge of nausea, he wanted to vomit but he held it down.

He knew that if he vomited, He Chen and Go Lao’er would find various ways to humiliate him further.

With the experience of the first mouthful, Sun Shaohua quickly adapted, and scooped the second and third dippers into his stomach.

Onlookers around him covered their mouths, watching agape with shock.

Some even did as Go Lao’er did, pulling out their phones to record videos to post on their Moments or on TikTok.

After about ten minutes, the half bucket of fecal water in front of Sun Shaohua finally emptied.

It was at this time that Mo Han and Cheng Debiao came over.

"Mr. Mo, have a look."

Go Lao’er, with a smirk, hurried up with his phone and played the video of Sun Shaohua eating shit and drinking urine.

Watching Sun Shaohua wolfing down on the phone screen, Mo Han scoffed, "Brother Go, your filming skills are pretty good, even capturing the bits of shit on the corner of Hua’s mouth so clearly, it’s a waste of talent not to be a photographer."

Go Lao’er laughed heartily, replying, "Just a hobby, a pure hobby, but I have indeed won awards for my photographs before."

At this point, He Chen came over and said sternly, "Mr. Mo, what do we do with this guy? Do you want me to arrange something?"

He gestured a slashing motion as he spoke.

Since they had fallen out with the Menghu Gang, He Chen had no intention of letting Sun Shaohua live to return.

"He Chen, calm down, he’s just trash, can’t stir up any big waves," Mo Han patted He Chen on the shoulder, glanced at Sun Shaohua, and said indifferently, "Since he likes calling people poor so much, take his phone and wallet, then kick him out!"

He Chen nodded, gestured with a large hand, and soon Pig Head and two other juniors went forward, took Sun Shaohua’s wallet and phone.

"Now get lost!"

Go Lao’er kicked over Sun Shaohua and berated coldly, "You want to drink? Finish the other two buckets then!"

"I’m leaving! I’m leaving!" Sun Shaohua hurriedly got up, not caring about the dirt on his body or his girlfriend beside him, and scurried out with his butt in the air.

Watching Sun Shaohua’s fleeing figure, Mo Han lit a cigarette, took a draw, then blew out a smoke ring, "One brings trouble upon oneself by causing trouble, why provoke me for no reason."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly turned to Cheng Debiao, "Family Head Cheng, do you think I went too far?"

"Not at all! Not one bit!"

Cheng Debiao shook his head vigorously while bending over with a laugh, "That brat Sun Shaohua has been wreaking havoc in Jiangnan City, bullying countless people. Your mercy in not killing him is already enough."

"Making him eat shit and drink urine is getting off easy; if it were up to me, I’d break at least two of his legs!"

"Is that so?"

Milan smiled faintly, then turned around, his eyes suddenly fixing on Cheng Debiao, "So, you fail to discern right from wrong, lead people to block my way, and show off in front of He Chen, how should I handle this?"

"Mr... Mr. Mo, I was wrong."

Cheng Debiao, upon hearing those words, trembled with fear, "I honestly didn’t know you were here, if I’d known, how could I have possibly brought people..."

"Time to learn to eat with the other hand."

Mo Han spoke indifferently, then swiftly dashed over, grabbed Cheng Debiao’s wrist, and squeezed hard.

Crack!

"Ah!"

Cheng Debiao let out a wail, sweat pouring down his forehead; looking at his right hand, it had flipped back at a ninety-degree angle.