Ultimate Village Doctor

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Thud, thud, thud!

A series of leg shadows streaked across, forming an afterimage.

Next, seven or eight men were all sent flying, landing on the ground, spewing blood from their mouths, twitching a few times before falling still, with knives and other weapons scattered all around.

Hua Qing's face changed drastically in an instant.

Earlier on the monitor, the image was unclear, and he thought Long Xiaoshan had merely injured his men, but now he saw clearly that Long Xiaoshan had done much more than injure them; the seven or eight men had all been kicked to death.

And it seemed he had only landed one kick.

But he knew it was because the other party's kick was so fast that it gave the impression of a single move.

A chill rose up his back.

Hua Qing himself was no stranger to killing without blinking an eye, yet compared to Long Xiaoshan, he seemed like a small-time witch in the presence of a Great Witch. Long Xiaoshan's skill was formidable—able to kick so many people to death with one strike, but what frightened him even more was the other's attitude.

It was as if he hadn't killed people but rather stepped on a few ants.

Seeing Long Xiaoshan's ruthless methods, it was almost certain that those who had fallen before had no chance of surviving.

Even though Hua Qing dared to kill, he only covertly dealt with people, and they were all nameless souls, kidnapped from elsewhere; he would never dare to kill as openly and in as great numbers as Long Xiaoshan.

The look on his face suggested that today he was intending to finish them all off.

"You're so ruthless, aren't you afraid of the consequences of killing like this?" Hua Qing said, barely able to control his tone.

"Have I killed people? I've only killed a bunch of beasts," Long Xiaoshan retorted as he walked towards Hua Qing.

"Attack, kill him for me, whoever does it gets a reward of five million," Hua Qing bellowed.

His men were all desperados, and they weren't so scared to hesitate after seeing Long Xiaoshan kick seven or eight men to death, especially with the promise of a hefty reward from Hua Qing. They all charged at Long Xiaoshan like they were on steroids, swinging their bright, shiny knives.

It was as if a flood had surged towards Long Xiaoshan only to be halted abruptly by a dam.

All those who approached him fell to the ground abruptly.

Not one could withstand a punch or a kick from Long Xiaoshan, and all who were hit were sure to die.

In the blink of an eye.

Half of those who charged were down.

The others stopped in their tracks, the look in their eyes when viewing Long Xiaoshan was like seeing a devil. Even as desperados, they were completely terrorized at this point; if it were just an ordinary fight, they would have risked their lives for a slash, fearing not even death, but faced with Long Xiaoshan's always emotionless face and how he effortlessly squashed them like ants underfoot, their fiery blood was utterly quenched.

They stopped moving, but Long Xiaoshan did not.

He kept advancing, thud, thud—two more had their necks snapped by his kicks.

The rest, finally starting to retreat in panic.

But Long Xiaoshan was not about to let them go and charged forward to launch his attack.

As he watched the remaining few dwindle in number.

Someone yelled, dropped his knife, turned around, and ran for his life.

Where there was one, there was a second.

Those standing at the back dropped their knives and fled.

But after only a few steps, Long Xiaoshan made several swipes, and the heads of those who were running flew into the air, their blood spraying up onto the ceiling.

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Hua Qing had also considered running away.

But witnessing this scene chilled him to the bone.

What kind of person was this? Just now, he had only seen Long Xiaoshan wave his hand a few times, and without seeing anything else, his men's heads were flying. Could this person truly be the incarnation of a devil? Stay connected via My Virtual Library Empire

Those who ran would have their heads sliced off by Long Xiaoshan's Wind Blade.

Those who didn't run would be kicked to death by him.

What is called a dilemma of life and death? This is it.

Seventy or eighty desperados, and in just two short minutes, most were dead, leaving about twenty people so terrified they were wetting themselves.

They all knelt down and started begging for mercy.

But Long Xiaoshan had been thoroughly enraged by the hellish spectacle before him. Even those who knelt were not spared; he did not kill them all but broke their limbs and left a strand of his True Qi in their bodies, ensuring they would not live past three months. He spared their lives now, for he wanted to record their confessions.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, several bullets shot towards Long Xiaoshan.

Hua Qing had fired the shots.

Seeing Long Xiaoshan stand still, Hua Qing felt a surge of joy. No matter how strong you are, you can't withstand bullets, can you?

But at the next moment, his eyes nearly popped out of his head. Long Xiaoshan waved his hand, then opened his palm, and several bullets fell to the ground with a tinkling sound.

Hua Qing was petrified.

After disabling everyone,

Long Xiaoshan turned around and saw that Hua Qing had hidden inside a room. He walked into that room.

"Stop right there, or I'll kill them!"

The room housed some children with broken limbs. At that moment, Hua Qing was holding one of the children, gun to the child's head, and he shouted at Long Xiaoshan with a threatening yet fearful tone.

Hua Qing's hand was trembling uncontrollably, his body was shaking, and cold sweat poured out of him like a spring.

He had never felt such fear in his life. Looking at his men scattered on the ground, he truly thought this had to be a nightmare. How was everything fine just moments ago when they were happily abusing women, and now he found himself in this dire situation?

"Put down the gun," said Long Xiaoshan calmly.

Upon hearing Long Xiaoshan's words, Hua Qing clung to a sliver of hope. Initially, he feared Long Xiaoshan, that this demon didn't care about the lives of the children, but he found a ray of hope when Long Xiaoshan didn't immediately strike, instead choosing to speak.

"Let me go, and everything here is yours. There are tens of millions in my safe, I can even tell you the password..." Hua Qing spoke rapidly.

"Put down the child," Long Xiaoshan repeated firmly.

Hua Qing shuddered, sensing Long Xiaoshan's indifferent killing intent and knowing that he would not be let go, he shouted, "You can't kill me, I am not alone – I have Second Master Qiu from the Qiu Family backing me. Do you think I could have risen to this level all by myself? If you kill me, the Qiu Family won't let you off."

"The Qiu Family?"

Long Xiaoshan repeated the name.

It sounded familiar; he remembered Li Mengjie telling him that the Qiu Chen he had taught a lesson that morning was from the Qiu Family. Could it be the same one? Regardless, the Qiu Family had already been sentenced to death by him.

Seeing Long Xiaoshan repeat the name of the Qiu Family, Hua Qing thought he was afraid and immediately bolstered his threat: "The power of the Qiu Family is beyond your imagination. Let me tell you, if you know what's good for you, you'd better apologize to the Qiu Family, otherwise, once Second Lord Qiu finds out you've messed with this place, you're as good as dead, and so is your entire family."

Hua Qing hadn't finished speaking when he saw flames ignite on his own arm, burning it and the gun completely.

By the time his arm was gone, he came to his senses and screamed in agony.