Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 520: The Real Danger_1

Chapter 520: Chapter 520: The Real Danger_1

As soon as he stepped out of the Spring Breeze Restaurant, Tao Pinggui began furiously smashing at the steering wheel inside the car, giving free rein to his emotions.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Luo Zitong didn’t dare to speak or play with her phone and could only lower her head while twisting her fingers nervously.

As for Old Lady Luo and the others, they had taken a taxi back as soon as they left the restaurant.

After pounding the steering wheel for a good while, Tao Pinggui’s emotions seemed to have calmed down somewhat. He took a deep breath, searched for his mobile phone from his pocket, and dialed a number, "Sun Liehu! Where the hell are you?"

Today was supposed to be the day Sun Liehu caused trouble for Mo Han, but at this moment, he hadn’t shown up, which made Tao Pinggui particularly frustrated.

"Chairman Tao? I’ve been here for a while! Right behind your car."

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone, followed by a taxi near the Spring Breeze Restaurant honking its horn twice.

Then, a middle-aged man with a stocky build, holding his phone, emerged from the car, followed by five men dressed in black hoodies.

"Sun Liehu? If you’ve been here the whole time, why didn’t you go in!"

Tao Pinggui got out of the car and started cursing as soon as he approached, "The bastard responsible for your son’s death is right inside! Are you just going to wait here until he’s had his fill of food and drink before coming down?"

"Spring Breeze Restaurant, Zhou Zhishan’s territory, I’m not keen on starting a war with the Zhou Family just yet!"

Sun Liehu shook his head, then his voice deepened, "When Mo Han comes out, I will kill him with my own hands!"

"Damn it! Shit! You’re nothing but a coward!"

Tao Pinggui let out a harsh whisper, his hands flailing aimlessly in the air before settling down, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the other man, "What so great about the Zhou Family! With the Tao Family as your backing, you go in there now and kill Mo Han!"

"Chairman Tao, you’re drunk."

Sun Liehu squinted his eyes and said flatly, "This is Jiangling City, the territory of the Four Great Families."

"Even with the Tao Family backing me, I wouldn’t dare act recklessly here."

As he spoke, he sized up Tao Pinggui from head to toe. Tao Pinggui was disheveled and seemed to smell a bit sour, and with narrowed eyes, he said, "Chairman Tao, from what you’ve said, has Mo Han also offended you?"

"Do you have a grudge?"

Tao Pinggui certainly didn’t want to speak about the embarrassment he had just experienced; biting his teeth, he said, "Sure! I most certainly do! I hate him so much I want to eat his flesh and drink his blood!"

"Sun Liehu, I used to respect you as a real man because you dared to fight and to kill, but now, you’re nothing but a coward!"

"What about Zhou Zhishan? What about the Zhou Family! Not just the Zhou Family, even if it were the Tang Family, Tang Guowei himself, with the Tao Family behind you, you have nothing to fear!"

"If you’re a real man, you go in now and take out Mo Han! I, Tao Pinggui, guarantee to handle all the fallout for you!"

These words immediately stirred something in Sun Liehu.

Ever since he learned of his son’s demise, Sun Liehu had flown back with five bodyguards at the earliest opportunity. On the way, two people had been in constant communication with him, one of whom was Tao Pinggui.

With the support of the Tao Family, he could completely ignore the Zhou Family and storm straight in, even using the Tao Family’s influence to settle the score with He Chen afterward, and seize the territory of the Jucail Commercial Association.

But he feared that Tao Pinggui’s word wouldn’t count for much. The old fox was cunning and had spent years stabbing people in the back.

What if, after he stormed the Spring Breeze Restaurant and killed Mo Han, the Zhou Family held him accountable; would Tao Pinggui throw him to the wolves to quell their anger?

"Thud, thud, thud..."

As Sun Liehu hesitated, a series of footsteps came from the restaurant’s entrance.

Mo Han, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, sauntered over, "Sun Liehu? I heard you were waiting to ambush me?"

At the sound of this familiar voice, Tao Pinggui immediately hid behind Sun Liehu like a rat sighting a cat.

Such cowardice made Sun Liehu frown; Tao Pinggui was a big shot in Jiangnan City after all. Who had scared him to this extent?

Wait a minute!

He just called my name? And said that I was waiting to ambush him?

All at once, his pupils constricted, and a towering rage flared up instantly.

"Mo Han! It was you!"

Sun Liehu turned abruptly; he beckoned to the five Siamese Black Boxers behind him who then proceeded to encircle Mo Han.

"You could’ve taken the path to heaven, yet you’ve barged into the gateless hell!"

"Naba, take him down!"

"Yes!"

A hulking young man with a centipede tattoo on his face responded and immediately threw his fist, aiming squarely at Mo Han’s face without another word.

Whoosh!

Naba’s punch was lightning-fast, and all Mo Han saw was a blur, followed by the whoosh of wind approaching fast.

Mo Han frowned, sidestepping half a step to the left.

Bang!

The door of a small car behind him was instantly dented with a large hollow.

"Not bad reflexes."

Naba praised in broken Jiuzhou language, his fist continually targeting Mo Han’s face.

Bang, bang, bang!

Mo Han dodged backward, and Naba’s iron fist followed through.

In the blink of an eye, the doors of four or five cars parked by the road were all heavily dented.

Seeing Naba pressing Mo Han into retreat without actually hitting him, Tao Pinggui’s brows furrowed, and he turned to Sun Liehu, "Sun Liehu, what are you waiting for, let them all pounce! Take this bastard down!"

Unexpectedly, Sun Liehu shook his head in refusal.

Although these five Siamese Black Boxers worked for him, they still carried an innate pride as warriors.

Ganging up on someone was something they could not bring themselves to do.

And it was precisely because of this that Mo Han didn’t strike with deadly intent. While retreating, he kept his eyes on a tall building in the distance.

The real threat was there!