Urban Supreme Medical Saint
Chapter 426 - 425: Encountering Thousand Poison Door Again! _1

Chapter 426: Chapter 425: Encountering Thousand Poison Door Again! _1

The two originally only intended to find a last possible resort, but now realizing that the young man before them possesses divine abilities, they were awe-stricken.

They even felt that their effort to locate their missing daughter had moved the heavens to send him as their savior.

A true master!

A genuine master!

This technique rivals the High Priest within Mount Changbai.

"We can’t delay any longer; let’s exchange phone numbers to keep in touch. My friend and I will go ahead on this motorbike. You could hail a taxi and follow us," said Ren Feifan solemnly.

After all, their daughter had been missing for almost 24 hours. If he and Xu Shihan had to borrow a car, it would definitely take another hour. Therefore, the motorcycle was undoubtedly the best mode of transport.

Time was of the essence; it was as valuable as gold.

Ren Feifan got on the motorcycle at once upon taking the keys.

"Shihan, hop on."

"Okay."

Xu Shihan got on and held on tight to Ren Feifan.

This was her first time riding such a vehicle. When Ren Feifan squinted his eyes and leaned forward, he fired up the engine and dashed off!

She felt like she was on cloud nine!

He seemed even cooler than those young urban professionals speeding in their brand-name sports cars!

Meanwhile, at an abandoned waste site at the foot of Mount Changbai.

These days, almost all local farmers on Mount Changbai have followed the tourism development trend, with guesthouses in great demand. Naturally, many have given up on agriculture.

An old-fashioned house stood solitary amid the wasteland.

The house was rather dilapidated, surrounded by dead plants and uncared for.

"Big brother, what do you think that old man and the young lad intend to do with all these ladies? Even if they had one lady a day, it would take them forever. Why don’t we sneak in and have some fun?" said a rough man with a shaved head, donning an air of Evil Qi, his upper body completely bare, and grinning at his yellow teeth to another man.

The other man spoke in a Northeastern accent, speaking with a sense of authority.

"Old Mao, you’ve been in Mount Changbai long enough. Haven’t you understood the rules? You shouldn’t ask what you shouldn’t. We were warned by the old man, these ladies are off-limits. Once we get the money, you can even afford to play with celebrities," said the man, who appeared to be quite demonic and gave off an air of chilling coldness, as he sat smoking at the doorway, seemingly anxiously waiting for something.

According to the agreed time, those two people should be coming to collect the goods soon.

Lately, he’d been feeling unsettled and jittery, with his eyelids constantly twitching.

Having decided to leave Mount Changbai after this big deal and live in a small city in the south.

In the past few days, they had abducted around ten young women. Knowing those two men as well as he did, these women would almost certainly not survive.

This gave him a slight sense of guilt. He wouldn’t be able to stay in Mount Changbai anymore. He estimated his actions must have upset the spirits here.

"Big brother, I am going inside to see how those girls are doing."

Old Mao laughed sinisterly, licked his lips, revealing a rather savage air.

The grim man blocked Old Mao and warned him, "Old Mao, can’t you control yourself? If they find a problem with the goods, not even I can save you."

"Boss, why are you always so afraid of everything? Isn’t it just fooling around with some girls?"

"You don’t understand. Lots of strange things happen around Mount Changbai; you know that. I think those two buyers are somewhat strange. We’d better not provoke them. Otherwise, we’ll be in big trouble later."

Old Mao paused for a moment, recalling some of the legends he’d heard recently. Thinking it through, he started to shudder.

However, before long, his desire overwhelmed his fear. Rubbing his hands, he said, "Boss, I should at least be allowed to touch them a little, right? Otherwise, my hands will get itchy."

The sullen man glanced at Old Mao and felt obliged to nod.

Seeing the boss agree, Old Mao laughed and directly unlocked the iron door with the key.

The inside looked like a prison cell with no sunlight.

Turning on the light, he immediately saw over a dozen women lying in the cell, most of them unconscious.

Looking at the group of women, Old Mao couldn’t help swallowing his saliva.

"Damn, every one of them is a pretty young girl in their early twenties. I’ve lived so many years, but I’ve never had such an experience!"

Greed flashed in the corner of his eye as he made up his mind to walk in, undressing as he went.

It felt like the more he resisted the urge, the crueller it was to himself.

Initially, he just wanted to fondle them a bit, but he changed his mind. He must play with at least one of them.

As he undressed, he lunged at a young unconscious woman closest to him. However, a hand quickly clamped onto his shoulder and gripped his arm tightly, stopping him right on his track.

Turning around, Old Mao saw it was his boss. His face turned red upon realizing his scheme had been uncovered.

"Did you think I was just blowing smoke? Get out!" said the somber man coldly.

With that, he grabbed Old Mao and hauled him out of the room.

The sullen man proved to be incredibly robust, effortlessly lifting Old Mao — weighing around 150 to 160 pounds — with one hand.

It was quite unnerving.

"Boss, let go... It hurts...I won’t dare to do it again..." Old Mao begged for mercy.

Old Mao knew that the boss was a trained fighter and didn’t dare to disobey him.

The grim man snorted, "Old Mao, learn to control your third leg. You think they won’t notice if you play with one of their goods? You’ll not even know how you died!"

"Boss, do you have to be this afraid of them? With your reputation in the smuggling world of Mount Changbai, do you think those two would dare to touch you?" Old Mao retorted defiantly.

Smuggling, or ’holding goods,’ was the local term in Mount Changbai.

As the name suggests, it involves fetching goods for people in the underworld.

This ’good’ can be an object or a person.

If it’s an object, it’s usually something illicit. If it’s a person, it’s someone requested by the employer.

This somewhat resembles an assassin, but there’s a fundamental difference.

They only kidnap people; they don’t kill them.

The storage area is always chosen to be secluded.

The holder cannot touch the goods; it’s an unwritten rule in the underworld.

Having heard Old Mao’s response, the grim man snorted, shaking off his sleeves, "I might as well tell you. If I’m not mistaken, those two might be from the Thousand Poison Door. I don’t need to explain what that means in Linji Province and Mount Changbai, do I?"

Upon hearing the mention of Thousand Poison Door, Old Mao panicked. That was the most dreaded power in the northern region, particularly around Mount Changbai. They were cold-blooded killers!

Old Mao hurriedly fumbled for the key to lock the iron door.

"Boss, I won’t dare to do it again," he assured his boss.

"Humph, come out with me to wait for them," the boss ordered.

The two smoked half a pack of cigarettes by the door before finally catching sight of two figures.

The grim man tossed away his cigarette, gave Old Mao a pat on his shoulder, and said, "They’re here. Remember, be careful with your words."

"They’re from Thousand Poison Door; I wouldn’t dare say anything wrong," Old Mao reassured him.

In the distance,

An elderly man and a young man slowly approached.

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