Urban Romantic Divine Doctor
Chapter 135, thanks to Xu Wendong

Chapter 135: Chapter 135, thanks to Xu Wendong

Uncle Fu didn’t have time to think. He quickly picked up the bloodstained megaphone from the ground and shouted to the others, "Everyone, leave this place immediately, hurry."

There were many people on the construction site, and they were all pale with fear at the scene before them. Even if Uncle Fu hadn’t spoken, many were already fleeing into the distance.

In an instant, only the dozen excavator drivers were left on the site. Their pupils had turned black, with no whites in their eyes, appearing terrifyingly menacing.

Uncle Fu didn’t know how to handle the crisis before him. Left with no choice, he dialed the emergency number, and the police from the South City Sub-bureau arrived at the construction site promptly.

However, they didn’t know how to stop the excavator operators, all they could do was watch helplessly as the excavators collided with each other like bumper cars, creating deafening crashes.

Zhou Jian from the South City Sub-bureau was furious: "This is chaos, absolute chaos. You guys are just causing chaos!"

"You dared to proceed with demolition without resolving the issues at South Lake first? Are you tired of living? Can you show some contract spirit and abide by the agreement?"

Uncle Fu looked tense: "Director Zhou, we just wanted to complete the project quickly, who could have imagined something like this would happen..."

He knew the contract clearly stated that demolition could only proceed after resolving the South Lake issue. Initially, they paid no mind to this rule, but now it seemed the matter was far more troublesome than they had imagined.

"Contact the special forces, have them bring tranquilizer guns." Zhou Jian instructed his subordinates directly. At this point, the situation had escalated beyond what they could handle.

Fifteen minutes later, the special forces arrived at the demolition site at the slum area in full force. Under the night sky, the trained snipers aimed at the excavator operators and decisively pulled the trigger.

Yet, the operators seemed oblivious, continuing to control the excavators, crashing into one another, and even began charging towards the people outside.

"How can this be?"

"Damn it, are the tranquilizer guns useless?"

"Are these people possessed by evil spirits?"

Many people were terrified and had no idea what was happening.

"Increase the dosage of the tranquilizer!" Zhou Jian’s expression was grave. The situation was about to spiral out of control, and if these people drove the excavators out of here, it would certainly lead to an unimaginable disaster.

After all, there were other residents in South City, and those who had evacuated were only the original inhabitants of the slum area!

"Director Zhou, the situation here is too unique!" The special forces captain looked grim, "I can responsibly tell you that the tranquilizer dose we’re using is enough to sedate an elephant. Even increasing the dose might be futile."

"Damn it!" Zhou Jian cursed, then thought of Xu Wendong. He immediately took out his phone and called Deng Wencheng, the head of the Qingyuan Public Security Bureau, and concisely said, "Director Deng, we’ve encountered some tricky situations here at the slum area. Could you give me Mister Xu’s phone number?"

He knew.

Perhaps only Xu Wendong could solve this situation now.

Deng Wencheng immediately sent Xu Wendong’s phone number to Zhou Jian. Upon receiving it, Zhou Jian wasted no time and called, "Mister Xu, hello. I’m Zhou Jian from the South City Sub-bureau. Sorry for the sudden call, but this is urgent. We’re encountering some issues in the slum area..."

He briefly explained the situation to Xu Wendong.

Xu Wendong replied, "It’s not a big problem. Just bring some police dogs to the construction site, and those excavator operators will naturally break free from the control of the Yin Energy."

"Alright, I understand. I won’t disturb you further." After hanging up, Zhou Jian immediately instructed his subordinates to bring over a batch of police dogs.

In less than ten minutes, several police cars arrived at the demolition site in the slum area. As soon as the car doors opened, police dogs sprang out, barking sharply at the excavators.

They flared their teeth and barked as if witnessing some terrifying presence.

As the police dogs barked, the excavator operators closed their eyes and fell into a coma.

Seeing this, Zhou Jian finally felt relieved. He grew even more respectful of Xu Wendong’s methods. Without him, who knew what might have happened tonight.

He looked coldly at Uncle Fu, saying, "Take your people and get out of the slum area. Unless the South Lake issue is solved, don’t even think about starting work, or I won’t let you off!"

Uncle Fu, fearful, didn’t dare breathe heavily, and then he led his men away from the construction site, taking the injured to the hospital. He then went to the Shengjing Shanshui Villa District and met Yan Shuangshuang, telling her about what had happened at the slum area.

"So, we must resolve the South Lake problem before we can start work?" Yan Shuangshuang’s face was gloomy, exuding a chilling aura.

With lingering fear, Uncle Fu said, "Tonight’s events were too eerie. As soon as those excavator operators started working, they went crazy, completely unresponsive to orders. It felt like they were possessed by an evil ghost!"

Yan Shuangshuang clenched her fists, feeling caught between a rock and a hard place.

She took a deep breath and said, "Get in touch with Master Zhao from Jingdu. He’s the president of the National Feng Shui Master’s Association. In terms of strength and experience, he surpasses Zhang Tianlong. If he is willing to help, perhaps we can resolve the hidden threat at South Lake."

Respectfully, Uncle Fu replied, "I already found Master Zhao’s phone number."

Yan Shuangshuang made a quick decision: "Call him. Call him now."

Uncle Fu nodded, then found the number and dialed it. Shortly after, a venerable voice full of authority came through the other end: "Who is it?"

Nervously, Uncle Fu said, "Master Zhao, hello. My name is Liu Youfu, from Qingyuan County in Quansheng Ningji City. I’m calling you so late to seek your help."

"We’ve encountered a very tricky situation here and hope you can help us through this difficult time."

Master Zhao asked calmly, "Is it related to South Lake, by any chance?"

Uncle Fu’s eyebrows raised, and he couldn’t help but ask, "How did you know?"

With a cold laugh, Master Zhao replied, "I’m a Feng Shui Master myself, overseeing the Feng Shui of the world. How could I not know about South Lake’s situation?"

"Master Zhao, your skills are extraordinary. It’s no wonder you’re the president of the Feng Shui Master’s Association!" Uncle Fu admired him greatly, "Please, enlighten us on how we can overcome this predicament."

"This situation is unsolvable." Master Zhao said, then hung up the phone.

Hearing the dial tone from the phone, Uncle Fu and Yan Shuangshuang stood there as if struck by lightning. They couldn’t believe it, even in their wildest dreams, that Master Zhao would say the situation was unsolvable...

He was the president of the National Feng Shui Master’s Association, after all. His standing in the Feng Shui Community was unrivaled. He had participated in building many landmark buildings, such as the Bird’s Nest and the Water Cube.

If not even he could solve this, who else could?

In the entire world, was Xu Wendong truly the only one who could resolve this situation?