Urban Super Medical Sage
Chapter 90 - 90 83 Dreaming

90: Chapter 83: Dreaming 90: Chapter 83: Dreaming It was already past midnight.

On Ninghai Road, Xiyun City, a young man treaded the spacious and clean road, his shadow elongated by the bright lights.

His face was expressionless, his steps quiet.

What was frightening was that he was carrying a redwood coffin on his shoulder!!!

There was no one on the road, not a single person, because Ninghai Road is located in the wealthy area of Xiyun City, where housing prices exceed 150,000 per square meter—a leading figure nationwide.

Here, there were no apartments or commercial housing, only villas.

Ninghai Road was naturally quiet and sparsely populated, and at such a late hour, one could only imagine…

Su Chen had landed an hour ago, and the first thing he did after getting off the plane was to personally knock on the door of the Coffin Shop and buy a coffin.

This was his gift to the elder of the Zhou Family!

As he walked, Su Chen suddenly stopped.

He lifted his eyes slightly, and a hundred meters ahead on the right-hand side, he saw an enormous manor sprawling across 20,000 to 30,000 square meters coming into view.

The entire manor, built like the estate of ancient noble families, was luxurious and yet filled with a sense of simplicity.

Lights were on everywhere in the manor, shining brightly and glaringly.

Su Chen slightly hastened his pace.

A few minutes later.

Su Chen stood in front of the gates of Zhou Family Manor.

A massive iron gate.

Su Chen didn’t knock, and without making a sound, he…

Bang!!!

With one kick.

With just an indifferent kick, the heavy, towering, and colossal iron gate collapsed with a thunderous crash, resounding like a thunderclap on a summer day…

After the gate fell, Su Chen, still carrying the coffin, walked in.

Before long, Su Chen reached the front yard of the Zhou Family Manor.

It was clear to see that within the front yard, about fifty of Zhou Family’s top-level bodyguards, who had been standing upright and waiting for quite some time, all lifted their eyes.

Some had large eyes, some small, but regardless of their eye size, at that moment, their pupils were filled with cruelty, bloodlust, and murderous intent.

Meanwhile.

In the back hall.

“Elder, Su Chen is here!” a middle-aged man dressed in a Tang suit walked in respectfully from outside and whispered to Zhou Yunhai who was standing by.

“Hmm!” Zhou Yunhai grunted, his face showing no change in emotion.

At the same moment, Zhou Shouteng, who was standing by the side, suddenly spoke up, “Dad, Xiao Ang died a terrible death…

That little beast must not be let off easily!!!

I want him to be torn to pieces and have his bones ground to dust!”

Zhou Shouteng was Zhou Yunhai’s third son and the one he favored more.

Zhou Ang was Zhou Shouteng’s only son, and Zhou Shouteng had endless expectations for him, confident in Zhou Ang’s performance over the years…

But, suddenly, Zhou Ang was dead!

At this very moment, the only reason Zhou Shouteng could still stand in the back hall and not collapse, was that he wanted to witness how Su Chen died.

He wanted to be the one to cut off Su Chen’s head and offer it in sacrifice to his son.

As he spoke, Zhou Shouteng’s eyes turned red!

Bloody red!

His hands were clenched tightly…

“Hmm!” Zhou Yunhai again grunted, still showing little emotional change.

Zhou Yunhai was a ruthless man, fierce when he was young and even more so now that he was old.

Although Zhou Ang’s death caused some regret and rage, it would not affect his calmness and thought process.

At this moment, with Young Master Lu present, he could not show any weakness.

“Dad…” Zhou Shouteng wanted to say something else but was interrupted by Zhou Yunhai, “No need to say anything more, just quietly wait.

With the Young Master here, Su Chen is certain to die today, and Xiao Ang’s revenge will be avenged!”

Zhou Shouteng could only nod and fell silent.

“Elder Zhou, since the man has arrived, hehe, let’s stop playing chess.

There should be surveillance cameras, right?

Bring the monitors here, let’s enjoy watching how this ant struggles,” the young man playing chess with Zhou Yunhai suddenly put down the pieces and chuckled with a playful smile.

He was Lu Qing!!!

The sole son and future head of the Lu Family from the Martial Arts World.

At the age of thirty-two, he had already reached the Early Mysterious Qi Inner Strength Realm.

His martial arts talent was unparalleled at least within the Lu Family, and even taking the entire Martial Arts World into account, his cultivation speed would rank within the top fifty.

There exists the Hidden Path Ranking in the Martial Arts World, and Lu Qing was placed at number fifty-four.

With hundreds of families big and small in the Martial Arts World, and nearly 100,000 Martial Cultivators in total, with tens of thousands from the younger generation, his ranking in the top dozens shows his excellence.

This was also the basis of Lu Qing’s pride; he had the strength to be arrogant.

“Shoufeng, go, bring over the large screen!” Upon Lu Qing’s command, Zhou Yunhai quickly told Zhou Shoufeng.

“Yes!” Zhou Shoufeng nodded vigorously and hurried towards the back hall, soon returning with a flat-screen TV around 50 inches.

And on this screen, the scenes from the front yard and the central hall were displayed in perfect clarity!!!

The screen was placed on the coffee table, facing both Zhou Yunhai and Lu Qing, each with a cup of tea in hand, watching the screen.

Zhou Shoufeng, Zhou Shouteng, and others were standing behind the two men, likewise intently staring at the screen.

In the front yard.

Su Chen, as if sensing something, suddenly looked up at the surveillance camera and said indifferently, “Old man, I’ve brought you a coffin!”

Although Su Chen’s voice was not loud and couldn’t be heard through the screen, his lip movements were crystal clear.

Zhou Yunhai’s face darkened by three shades.

He was old now, not too far from death, and the last thing he wanted to hear were mentions of death, especially from Su Chen…

Delivering a coffin directly.

Zhou Yunhai’s breathing became heavy with anger, his eyes narrowing slightly as he stared at Su Chen on the screen, his murderous intent so thick it had almost materialized.

At the same second.

The front courtyard.

Su Chen did not put down the coffin resting on his shoulder.

Instead, he scanned the roughly fifty men in black and asked indifferently, “I don’t like to waste words.

Just one question, choose life, or choose death?”

The answer to Su Chen was silence, and a growing intensity of murderous intent and greed…

As long as they could kill Su Chen, the amount of money they could get was extremely large.

Su Chen was like a mountain of gold, just sitting there.

Besides, Su Chen was only one person.

How powerful could he be?

The next moment.

Su Chen moved!!!

He didn’t waste another word.

His entire being turned into an arc as he charged into the crowd of about fifty men in black.

As Su Chen made his move, not a single one of the fifty or so men in black panicked.

In fact, almost every one of them instantly reacted, raising the rubber rollers in their hands.

Their eyes flickered rapidly, trying to catch Su Chen’s shadow, always ready to swing their weapons down.

After a blink.

“Bang bang bang…”

The dull resonating sounds erupted suddenly, extremely piercing in the quiet courtyard.

After surging into the crowd, Su Chen did not bother with superfluous actions.

He simply carried the coffin and smashed wildly!

The coffin was made of mahogany, and it weighed over a thousand jin.

Normally, it would require around ten ordinary people to carry it.

But in Su Chen’s hands, it was as light as a feather.

He held it with both hands, swinging it wildly without equal.

The visual effect was truly astonishing!!!

Whooosh whooosh whooosh…

Gusts of wind roared, shaking endlessly.

Traces of the red coffin streaked through the air, bringing up blinding sprays of blood mist.

The coffin was too heavy.

As long as it made contact with any men in black, they would instantly be sent flying, drenched in blood, hitting the ground hard, motionless, their fate unknown.

As for the rubber rollers in the hands of the men in black, despite their attempts to smash them onto Su Chen, on one hand, Su Chen was too fast to catch, and on the other, he used the massive coffin as a shield to block them.

Although the swings were secretive and powerful, after a hundred or so breaths, not a single blow had landed on Su Chen.

Instead, Su Chen, like the God of Slaughter descended to the world, showed no signs of reducing physical strength.

In fact, his speed and the strength of his swings were increasing.

Before long, Su Chen was covered in blood.

Of course, none of it was his.

Suddenly.

Su Chen stopped!!!

Inside the front courtyard was a world of blood…

“Thud!”

Then, Su Chen slammed the coffin down vertically onto the ground.

It was clearly visible that the floor of the courtyard cracked, and in an instant, it was as broken as a tortoise shell.

At the same time, the nearly thirty remaining men in black were pale and ashen-faced, their eyes filled with horror.

Although they were not quite ready to turn and run in defeat, they were shaking severely.

It took less than a hundred breaths!

Su Chen, alone, had taken down more than twenty men, each of whom could fight ten men on their own!

It was terrifying!

Too terrifying!

It was like living a nightmare.

Su Chen, leaning on the coffin with one hand, remained calm in breathing, complexion, and gaze.

He stood there quietly, looking at the nearly thirty men in black who were still standing, his throat moving abruptly as he said emphatically, “The fight has just begun, and you’re scared already?!”

Su Chen was provoking them.

His blood was boiling, his urge to kill growing more intense…

But these men in black were too weak for him, so weak that he felt like he had strength to spare but no chance to unleash it fully.

He hoped this lot would be more insane, more desperate, more powerful.

However, faced with Su Chen’s sarcasm and provocation, the nearly thirty remaining men in black did not dare to retort or to be the first to attack.

“Or perhaps, this coffin intended for that old man is too terrifying and scared you all?” Su Chen snorted disdainfully and let go!!!

Thump…

With Su Chen’s release, the vertically standing mahogany coffin fell to the ground, smashing the already cracked floor to pieces, and a cloud of dust flew up.

The terrifying aura made the nearly thirty standing men in black involuntarily step back.

“Now, I’m bare-handed, without the coffin.

Is that okay?” Immediately after that, Su Chen’s serene face twisted fiercely as he moved again.

This time, he was even faster, almost only a shadow was visible.

Without using any martial skills, Su Chen relied solely on his fists, a pair of pure strength fists that could exert eight thousand jin of force.